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The feared and mighty Escobar has had homosexual relations... with what appears to be a boy! In even the most rancorous and vile of environments... prisons... amongst the inmates such conduct is considered verboten. I am sure it is the same in the world of illicit narcotics.
Is he seeking revenge? Will he torture then kill my little oral dumpling?
But what will that do? The evidence is posted... no one can retract video and the photos except the mysterious Ramona Cortez. And that is what is protecting her... the coded website not to be found without knowing the complicated address.
So for a sum of money offered to Miss Ramona Cortez, a good and obedient Escobar will have his secret kept... except now I know of it.
In thought, I review the text message... ‘You may find it useful in protecting yourself.’
Yes, protection... and for Renee as well.
Tonight I will celebrate finally unraveling the mystery. I’ll let Waddy perform cunnilingus in place of Renee. She instead can work that tongue between my cheeks.
But there comes another mystery... what plans has Pablo Escobar for Robert ‘Renee’ Warren?
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West of Aruba
Sergeant Kelly Rogers
Knowing of Escobar's deepest and most dreaded secret is a source of danger... but can be a shield as well. Those who know of the web address are... will be... targets. I am sure given the opportunity to silence this Ramona Cortez, Escobar would not hesitate to do so. So the acuminous Ramona has taken precautions I am sure... purchased some life insurance so to speak. There is no question in my mind that
in the event of her untimely demise the web address will be disclosed... some how... some way.
And I must do the same.
I split the coded address in two parts. The second, 5681345 I will offer to Waddy. Instructions for him to keep until contacted by a police officer friend.
The first part.www.esco134, I will mail to an old friend on the squad, Lieutenant Roy Duncan. Instructions to him to be more specific... in the event of my suspicious demise or disappearance, visit the trust offices of Wadsworth Danforth McBride. He will have the second part of this vital web address. Such will offer clues as to any foul play involved in my death or disappearance.
So I am protected and so is Escobar, since neither Roy Duncan nor Waddy can access the site... unless something nasty happens.
Very fortuitous of this Ramona woman to send the address. It appears all the guns and ammo are for naught.
"Waddy," I call out, "I'll need to mail a letter before we reach Cartagena."
"We can dock in Aruba."
"Good and I have something for you. The key to the CB 3000... to be offered if you're a good boy and listen very carefully. I have a piece of information that will mean nothing to you, but must be turned over to a Lieutenant Roy Duncan if anything suspicious happens to me. Deem it to be another element of your trust company's functions."
He listens indeed as I wave about the key. His penis has been fighting the plastic cock cage harder and harder over the last two days. Renee can certainly frustrate a man, licking away at the scrotum... the nimble tongue slowly laving every inch of exposed pink... soothing the irritation brought by the constant abrasion of the cock cage and the tight scrotal ring. The squirming, the pleas, the grunts, the moans... all quite entertaining. And it certainly puts a girl in the mood for cunnilingus.
To date, I have been the only person enjoying orgasms on our voyage. Maybe it's time for Waddy to shoot... his wad of course.
"Easily done," Waddy offers in a businesslike manner. "We handle many similar requests... stuff people want to pass on without probate."
I nod. He gets it. And he'll get his reward.
"Hands in back," I instruct in my most charming voice.
His look instantly turns to dejection as I secure his wrists together utilizing a belt. Then I remove the silly grass skirt and call for Renee.
"Unlock him. Bring him up... don't bring him off."
Renee, well acclimated in orally pleasuring the male, offers an impish smile, takes the key and goes to work as Waddy sputters protestations.
Yes to date, I have been the only person enjoying orgasms. And on second thought, we'll keep it that way. Enforcing Waddy's chastity, the equivalent of having a man on a leash, is too much fun. So I will have Waddy shoot later.
