Professor Jane Black - 30 something scholar. Jane is tall with a leggy figure. She has straight red hair, very large lips with high pronounced cheek bones. Her best feature is her fine ass and wide eyes. ( think Geena Davies etc)

Tes -21 yr old student. She is miss sensible, long curly dirty blonde hair, waif slim with firm round butt and adequate tits. She's friendly and a bit sickly innocent (Think any goody goody high school babe, Sabrina, Sara M Gellar etc). Her best features are her tiny waist and blue innocent eyes.

Rebecca- late 20s Socialite. She is about 5,10 dark bobbed hair luscious rosy lips and upturned nose. She is English chic with a wicked smile and glint in her eye. Expensively maintained body, nails, lashes, with an ever so aristocratic public school accent (think Liz Hurley or Rachael Wiesz etc). Her best assets are her lips & perfect features

Sharon- bimbo friend. Always the most popular girl, amazing silicone type breasts, long shapely legs and arse. Lots of styled white blonde hair with ash pale skin. She has massacred eyes and light pink slightly vulgar lipstick (think Brianna Banks, Pamela Anderson etc). Her best features are her titanic tits and perfect calves

Angela- Successful TV reporter and she fits the bill. Tall intelligent elegant with long dark hair near perfect figure long, long legs with very fine waist up to full firm tits with a swan like neck. Unlike Sharon she looks like she was poured into her curvaceous dress. (Think Sandra bullock, Mariah Carey etc). Her best feature are her cat walk perfect legs.

Introscene

Dr Jane raised her glass to old friends and new acquaintances. The small party sat around her long polished dinning table. As tutor of antiquities at Harvard, her oak lined accommodation reflected her position, fine furniture open log fire etc. Only just in her thirties and back here teaching; and today was a special day, her class reunion. The fire gave a warm glow to the faces around her. Apart from Tes her faithful and intelligent prize scholarship student there was her best friend Angela now a famous TV reporter. Also Samantha her old party girl, god knows why she never went into modelling just happy working as a nurse; and Rebecca once the snooty rich bitch and from what was been said while they had after dinner drinks still aloof and arrogant as ever." But my dear," Rebecca said in a patronising tone" It was mumbo jumbo then and still is now. I can't believe you waste your time on nonsense like this." Jane smiled back, "it has been dated nearly 1900 years old, and I had to go to a lot of trouble to get it." She opened the box placed around the half empty wine glasses. As Jane removed the small black marble and gold rod from the box Tes spoke frowning annoyed at the arrogant woman." The Mayans were said to have used this to raised spirits to pray on female sacrifices." "Demons more like." Jane added handing the shinny stick to the unimpressed Rebecca." What, they ate them?" Angie asked sipping her wine, and the group laughed as Rebecca continued to examine the artefact. "No, not quite," replied Jane, "more like shall we say deflower them. The creatures were supposed to seek out your darkest sexual fears using them to drain your life force."

There was a startled giggle around the room, and as Rebecca used her long fingernails to slowly tap impatiently along the rods length see couldn't help noticing the phallic possibilities." Well I suppose it beats..." She suddenly froze the rod had began to split, bright light erupting from it. The room grew cold and dark, the amazed English woman flinging the object across the floor. "Oh my god," cried Jane." The tapping, you've unlocked it, no it's not possible!" Samantha tried to get up fearing it would explode," What! I can't move," she gasped, all the women realising unseen forces pinned them to their seats. The corners of the room could not be seen any more and all light but the fire seemed to have been extinguished. The half man creature now standing above the rod filled them with revulsion and horror.

The creature they have raised is an abomination. On two feet it is the size of a bear with greasy hairless flesh. Its flesh is made up of intermixed torsos of well endowed men and women. It has two long arms knuckles touching the floor and apart from the tits and erect pricks on its body it has a long red cock between its legs with another more spinney insect like dick underneath. At its chest are fifteen or so long tentacles reaching straight out like a squid and its face it that of a reptile type man.

"Yes worthy sacrifices," it hissed moving forward. The woman all began to rant hysterically. Its hands came closer the slimy fingers stroking the hair from Tes's face. Suddenly she was in her flat in the afternoon heat, dressed in her pink teddy

Tes is waif slim with straight dirty blonde hair loose in a pony tail, she has a freckled face and blue eyes. She acts confident but is really a daddy's girl, but she thinks she can handle any situation that arises. She is in a short pink nightie, her shapely legs, waist and pert breasts slightly showing through the fabric. Think Sabrina or any high school good girl. Through out the scene she still thinks maybe it's the best option to get it over with, after all she wouldn't want her parents thinking she couldn't manage on her own.

Tes felt confused. Where? What? The door bell went, thinking it was her flatmate she quickly ran to open it. But at the door was her land lord Mr Sanchez and another younger Hispanic man, who she recognised as his lecherous son. "Ahh Tes my dear, may we see you." And without been asked he entered the apartment. He was his normal fat unshaven self but this time more menacing. The son closed the door behind them as both looked around agitated. "Hey my flat mate is out what's wrong? You can't just come in here." She demanded hands on hips. Mr S shook his head. "No rent for 12 weeks, I think I can." Tess couldn't understand." But, but we pay all the time." Both men were edging her back into bath room." There's no mistake we want our rent paying or you're out this minute." Tess suddenly felt very uneasy." But I can't pay, you've got this all wrong" She said nervously thinking surely her flatmate had posted the cheques. "We need to come to some deal," explained landlord," my son here has his ideas." Tess shrugged her shoulders looking puzzled. The son spoke." Stop fucking with us and let's see you shower. "What, but I don't understand." Tess was pushed back into the cubicle and the spray turned on instantly soaking her, making her slim pale body cling to the now see through fabric. "No stop, you can't be doing this ugghhh!"

The hiss of water echoed around the bathroom. Mr S was half in the shower his large hands groping her tits through the wet material. The younger man his hands on her legs stroking them as the water ran down their long length." Get that top off young lady," he snapped. And Tess gave a squeal as the pink top was ripped from her." Oohhh, no, ooohhhh!" Both men had their hands all over her; they seemed not to care about getting wet. She could hear voices in the street but realised they'd never think a young woman was been groped right above their heads. Mr Sanchez was behind her his hands hook round mauling both tits, squeezing her pink nipples as he grunted in satisfaction. "What a fine young bitch you are, we could have come to this arrangement a long time ago." His son was holding her neck pushing her face up into the shower spray his other hand pushing dirty fingers between her lips roaming inside her mouth." That's its honey relax we just want to sample your delights." Tess could only splutter as she tried to remove the large groping hands.

They lifted her together, carrying Tes quickly to her bedroom as she gave a startled yelp. While Mr S pinned her, his son rummaged through the draws finding some stocking to bind her hands together. Her hands were pulled above her to the iron bed board were they were rapped with the material. The bound was strong but flexible allowing them to roll her over so she was half knelt half sprawled, facing the head board her wet arse high and accessible." Mr Sanchez please stop we can sort this out." She pleaded blushing terribly. The son pushed another stocking between her lips to gag her and Mr S held both her butt cheeks in an admiring squeeze. "My dear you been very naughty not paying, a little spank then we will be on our way." Tes nodded in resignation looking back her eyes wide. "Slap, slap, slap, she bucked as the fat man gave her full palm smacks her arse making wet splatting noises, slowly beginning to glisten red." Mmmggh, mmmmmghhh," She bit down wriggling desperately," Are you sorry? Are you?" He asked as he continued to swipe. She bucked and wiggled nodding her head her eyes pleading desperately. Mr S stopped and began gently stroking her tender arse." Yes maybe you are, we should go. But one thing first, you must prove it won't happen again. The son removed her gag. "Ok, ok just don't spank me anymore." She answered then began to breath heavily as both men removed their pants." You have aroused our passion; we want to be relieved by your pretty mouth."

Tes began to moan as the men came either side of her head, their hard cocks out and eager. She stared straight ahead her eyes glancing from one dirty dick to another. Both men held her head tugging it first towards Mr S member." Just a little suck, that's it my dear." Tes young lips encircled the oily head," mmm, mmm, slurp!" He slowly jerked forward as she coughed and gagged a little." That's a good girl urrgghhhhh yeessss." He angled it to rub against the inside of her cheeks."Mmmmmghhh!!!" Her head was pushed back and forth slowly, rhythmically, Mr S grunting in satisfaction."Aaahh, ahhhh!" His son was more eager, pulling her head to his side as soon as she opened her trembling lips he rammed in making her choke. Mr S snapped," yes that's it harder, come on you little slut show him you mean business," and Tess red with embarrassment increased her rhythm. Both men were stroking her damp back down over her waist to her now tender peach arse. She suddenly realise Mr S wasn't at the side of her anymore, she opened her eyes as his son continue to plough her mouth. Tes gave a muffled squeal; his father was pushing her knees apart, climbing onto the bed mounting her doggy style. She felt his hard cock against her thigh. She pulled away from the son's member." Wait no you said, uggh, uggh, ooooohhhh!"

The fat bastard eased his hot prick into her very tight pussy. In one slow deliberated move all the way to its hairy base." Ohhhh Tes, yessss!" Both his hands were around her tiny waist as he pumped her body onto him like she was some large sex toy. "What strong pussy lips, ugh, ugh, ugh!" His son hadn't tried to stop her pulling his cock out as he grinned watching the fucking." That's it ride the bitch!" She was moaning loudly and the son clamped his hand over her mouth." Oh god uggh, uggh you, uggh mmnnnnn!" He began to jerk faster and faster his hands almost encircling her waist. Tess felt him pull out, her pussy tingling with the friction. Then her blonde pony tail was tugged back. His cock was on her lips, his other hand wanking. The come spurted across her cheeks as she gave a horrified groan. He jacked furiously slapping her mouth and nose with his spunking member. "Ohh, urrgh, urghh that's it, that's it yesssss."

His son now held her." Turn over; I want you to get a good look at this baby." She tried to resist but was twisted with difficulty onto her back shaking her head to get rid of the come droplets spattered across it. The son slowly tugged the full length of his cock." I've been waiting to do this for a long time you fucking tease." The answer machine suddenly came on; it was her flat mate saying she'd be home in fifteen minutes. Mr Sanchez sneered," And we'll be waiting." He looked at his son." Hurry with this one she can watch her friend perform very soon." The son held both of her calves pushing them up and back, his father held one high pulling it back towards her shoulder, the son pushed the other one back to the other side of her desperate face." Oh god," she groaned in this exposed pose. With his free hand he guided his dick into her upturned pussy." Ugghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" In this position he buried it deep and she felt totally filled as she gazed at her entrance been entered expertly. "Aahh, ahhh, aggghh!"He began to fuck hard and fast each thrust banging deep inside. She was panting the shower water now been replaced by her sweating skin. The man gave her a slap across the face." Watch it go in you filthy bitch. He pounded down the bed rattling to the hard banging." His cock was long and hit deep inside her, the bed springs twanging as he bounced on her upturned cunt. Oh I'm coming! Fuck gonna fill ya up." She felt him shudder, them wet inside her, spirt after spirt her moans increasing as she watch the completely cum soaked cock slid up out of her. "Oh you bastard, you dirty bastard!"

The dinner party gave a collective gasp, it had been like they had been there watching. The women were all panting and shaking. Samantha gave a shocked cry. Tess was on her knees, her hands in front of her like an obedient dog. Her dress was been torn from her by long tentacles. She had her head up eyes closed as she sucked long deep gulps on a warty cock halfway down the beast's thigh, if you could call it that. The cock seemed to be slowly jerking in one continuous ejaculation and white foam was appearing around the edge of her stretched mouth. Her throat was gently gulping as the young innocent beauty drank ever so steadily. Rebecca glared towards Dr Jane." For pity's sake do something this is your fault!" A ringed tentacle shot out across the table tearing into Rebecca's party dress and bra coiling around her chest encircling both breasts alike in tight vice grips. "You can be next to submit." It hissed.

Rebecca is 5, 10 with a well toned expensive body. Nails, hair, lashes all immaculate. She has shoulder lenght dark hair, high cheek bones and ruby lips along with an ever so English accent, and wicked come to bed dark eyes. Think Liz Hurley or Rachel Weisz. She is in boring relationship and maybe secretly aroused by been taken so roughly and shamelessly. She is calculating but out of her depth, acting coy in this scene "You want to do what with my bottom; oh you couldn't possibly... could you?" etc. etc.

Rebecca cried out then felt embarrassed as the busy street all glanced at her. The Cairo alley was crowded with stalls and peddlers the dry heat kept at bay by long canopies. She tried to think why she shrieked to the obvious amusement of the local shop keepers, but only felt more than a little disorientated. There was a voice she suddenly recognised. Her husband Lord Banister took her hand. "In here dear, this is the shop I was looking for." Rebecca had married well after college and she was thrilled to now be Lady Rebecca. She smiled at him and thought nothing more about her confusion. As she entered the shop the two Arab merchants bowed enchanted by her. She was dress in a white blouse and khaki skirt with knee high boots like some 20,s explorer, as normal sexy lipstick and not a hair out of place. Her husband was already in debate with one man over an elegant rug while she browsed quietly. The other man, both old with craggy sunburnt skin bowed and scraped. "Some tea, perhaps," He offered. She smiled "Yes that would be nice." And as her husband bartered she sipped the sweet liquid while the other man rather embarrassingly stared at her.

A strong smelling salt awoke her from the deep sleep. She held her head dazed; she was on a hard dusty floor. Looking up she realised she was in a cellar with windows high up just reaching the street. Then she screamed. Her blouse had been ripped open, and as she lay on her back one of the merchants straddled her, his hands massaging her already hardening nipples. "Good god, what the hell, get off me you little worm, do you know who I am?" She said in her school mistress manner. She felt the other man pulling her skirt down over her booted legs. They were jabbering in Arabic, the one on her tits squeezing her nipples letting spittle drop from his mouth to points. As she tried to struggle she caught sight of her husband in a corner, tied and gagged to a chair." Oh heavens, ugghhh!" She began to protest loudly but the men acted as if they couldn't understand, ripping her blouse off her pale shoulders then with a squeal of desperation from her, dragging her white panties down to show a dark trimmed pussy. She was struggling like a tiger and one of the men stumbled towards her husband. She instantly froze as he held a knife to his throat. She looked around just another wooden chair, a padded chest and a large iron door, nowhere to go. The straddling man sensing her muscles relaxing returned to cupping her breasts as she whimpered. Her husband was struggling to break loose as the man held his nose cutting off his air supply." Please leave him alone." Rebecca cried gritting her teeth from the painful squeezing she was getting." It's me you want not him isn't it?" The man understood this time and as he descended on her she gave a high pitch," Ohh heavens!"

The cellar echoed to the grunts and groans of the three entwined figures. The men were naked apart from long white shirts, Rebecca with only her heeled black boots still on her well toned legs. The chest was flung open and one of the men held a phial over her. He gently poured the scented olive oil over her perfect mounds, across her neck down her tummy. Rebecca was holding them back but it was all for show, how could she escape and leave her husband. The other man eagerly massaged it on to her body. His slimy hand down to her slit, probing. She gave a little" Aah," as his finger entered her, while her husband watched demented with horror and frustration. Rebecca's perfect red lips made an almost exact circle as she felt two fingers bend up towards her g spot." Oooooooo! " Both men caressed the inside of her thighs pushing them wider allowing her to push herself up with her now free arms. The men again spoke in Arabic, ordering her. She instinctively stretched her thighs wider. The men grunted and she gave a moan as they both pushed two fingers each up her. The man still had the knife in his hand and she tried to pacify him." Is that uggh what you want? Just don't hurt us please." The oil had dribbled down to her arse crack and a finger put pressure there." Ooooohhh, uggghh! " One of the men had his dirty thumb in her rectum slowly twisting it. Suddenly the gentle mood changed, one of the men swung behind her hooking her arms and lifting, she gave a cry as she struggled to stand. He tightened his grip pulling her onto the chair and holding her seated, his hands on her shoulders.

Rebecca looked desperately around as the other man removed a long stick from the chest. Like a walking cane, wooden. The tip more bulbous, the handle slightly curved. "Oh god, no please," she panted. The men didn't try to pin her arms as she franticly tried to grip the rod with her oiled hands, but it just slipped through as they directed it up her cunt. "Oooooo, ugh, ugh!" Both men gripped a thigh each pulling her wide as the long rod was pistoned in and out of her. "Ugh, ugh, ugh, uughh!" She gasped and wriggled her hands sliding through the pole. The fat end was hitting her cervix and bit by bit they were making wider and wider circling motions stretching her tight prim hole." Oh god, oooh, please, ugh, ugh, ughhhh!" She glanced at her husband in terror, his eyes ablaze. His wife butt naked on a chair her booted legs over each kneeling mans shoulders as they fucked her with a slimy stick. The men realising her husband was out of view spun the chair round so Rebecca faced him spread eagle blushing red with embarrassment. The men laughed and pointed to her widening hole as they twisted the stick more and more." Ohh stop, please stop." They rubbed her clit talking to her in there foreign tongue, asking her how it felt. She could only yelp each time it bumped as far as it could go. One of the men poured more oil along its length as it slid in and out like he was lubricating some piece of machinery. Her cunt was slowly loosening and sensations were building in her pelvis. Her moans mixed with the slippery noise of the stick, "uggh, uggh, ah, ah, ah, ugggggghh!" Her sculpted face now screwed up in concentration as she rode the wooden sex toy.

One of the men pulled off his shirt to show his bent long thin cock. The stick was removed and her husband groaned as inch after inch appeared from her hole until finally a wet round end popped out. She tried to stop the man mounting her but he just pushed her feeble arms away and pushed his cock up her. "Oohhhhhhhh!" He held under her knees making her legs hook his waist. Rebecca closed her eyes her mouth quivering. His cock was arching up her moist hole, and although thin it was long and metal hard. "Uuggghh, uuggghh ooohhh." He began to fuck steady and controlled the sweat starting to appear on him. He appeared to be describing the sensation to his friend who nodded and gawed at the raped beauty. Rebecca gripped the back of the chair her tits thrusting out nipples erect. "Aww, awwhhh, awwww!"

Unexpected the iron door opened and a 16 year old girl appeared, she was small with long black hair and jet black eyes. She looked at the second man not even glancing at the fucking couple. He pointed to Lord Banister snapping some instructions. Rebecca struggled to see what was happening as the fucking man pressed forward to kiss and lick her stunning face as she balanced on the chair. She was totally pinned and her sexy come to bed eyes widened as suddenly she felt the wooden stick end again, this time pressing against her upturned arse. The other man was pushing it under his friend's saggy balls against her brown hole. "Oh, oh, oohhhhhhhh! Not up there, no you arrwwwww!" The room seemed to swim as she felt the fat end bust her anus and begin to voyage deep inside her butt. She was wet with the heat her pussy squelching to the thrusts of the oily cock. Now her arse burned, the rod was a good 6 inches in and she could do nothing to stop him ramming further. "Ooooooooh please!" She shrieked now gripping the man riding her to steady herself.

The rod man was doing the same trick slowly widening her rectum and she felt he would do her some damage up there." Uggghh, no,uurrrr n,noooo ugh,ugghh!" the chair was shaking and creaking looking like it would snap, the rod man increasing his action until he was pumping like a steam train." Oh for god sake.ugh,ugh,ugh,ugh. Awwwwww stop!" She moaned as her claws bit into the humping mans waist. Then she saw her husband still tied his pants down a look of confusion on his face. The young dark skinned girl was wanking his slowly hardening cock while she knelt at his side. Lord Banister could not stop himself; the young girls hand tenderly caressed his bell end, as from time to time she gave his cocks tip a flick with her tongue. He closed his eyes from the view of his ravished wife, still he could hear the grunts of the men, and his wife's exhausted gasps, the horrid dirty squelching noise of cock and stick pounding her holes. And slowly his cock grew around the girl's slight hand. Rebecca couldn't believe her eyes," Oh ugh, how, ugh could, ugh, you gghggghh ukkkk!" Her sentence was cut short as the Arab began to jerk, his spunk hosing up deep inside her. As he came the rod man twisted and angled the cane to put pressure on the buried cock tender head, at the same time making Rebecca convulse in sensation her lips gobbled air like a fish out of water." Ug, ug, uggg, uggg!" Finally he released her from his grip his cock twanging up still hard as it left her spunked hole to splatter her chest with its remnants. "Ugh!"

Both men stood back wiping their brows the rod now thankfully lying on the floor. Her husbands cock was now hard and purple with the tugging, his balls also been massaged like the young maid was milking him. The second man now disrobed and pointed to the dirty floor in front of her seated husband. Rebecca glared at the man and gingerly stood up her boots clipping on the concrete. She took as few elegant steps before he pushed her down on all fours facing her wanked husband. She looked over her shoulder as the man knelt behind her. Gritting her teeth she braced herself, his cock pushing against her still very tight arseole. "Ugghhh!" Then she panted, loud gasping pants her eyes wide as his cock, much thicker than the sex stick began to bugger her. The man held her curvy waist as he bucked hard back and forth. Rebecca gave huge animal grunts at each thrust the discomfort and humiliation almost too much to bear. "Uggghh, uggghhh, oh, oh, oooooohhhhh!" She had her head up thrashing from side to side and the look in her eyes as the dick rubbed her shit hole was too much for her husband, he began to come. His cock tip foamed with white gel dripping down around the pretty girl's dark hand. Rebecca felt she was shitting herself as the cock pounded in and out with long strokes. "Ohh, oohh, ohh!, ughhhhh!" The man gave a final flurry of thrusts and then pulled out and the final insult was upon her.

Holding the English beauties nose to force her to gasp he stuffed his filthy butt smelly prick between her sensuous lips. Both men held her head tight as she gagged and splurted the revolting taste filling her nostrils. She felt like throwing up and it was with a perverse relief that she finally tastes hot salty come on her tonsils and tongue, her eyes wide and horrified.

Dr Jane and her friends shuddered as their senses return to the now and present. Poor Rebecca was on all fours only her heels still on as she moaned in ecstasy. The creature had entwined her in tentacles squeezing her tits till they looked like they would pop, another deep in her soaking pussy writhed and searched and yet another up her ( no one could tell how far) ravished arseole. Dr Jane shook her head in horror. "The experiences are getting worse each time, just as in myth!" "What do you mean?" Cried Sharon as she attempted to pull herself away from the nearby whore who used to be Rebecca. "Its powers grow from each ravishing; therefore its hunger for depravity grows with it." Explained Jane. "Oh Jesus." Sharon screamed thinking of how worse it could get," please take me next, take me." She cried in desperation trying to get the beasts attention. The creature laughed." A volunteer, excellent." The creature reached out again but it was Angela who it entwined in its grip. Sharon was begging for it to take her as the creatures appendages snaked up to the reporters face. Angela gave one last shout to Jane." You need to save us, its up to you," before a slimy tentacle pushed into her mouth and her eyes rolled.

Angela is tall with an hour glass figure. Her skin is olive with fantastic thighs and 40 inch plus legs. She has long slightly curly dark hair, refined shoulders and neck with perfect domed breasts. Her mouth is wide and friendly with sparkling eyes. Think Sandra Bullock or Mariah Carey. She is very intelligent and hard nosed. In this scene she finds herself in no position to negotiate and the men know that. Through out the scene she is treated roughly and like a slut, with maximum humiliation. She has only one choice to get it over with as easily as possible.

She sat in a fast car crammed between two large suited men, while another sat driving at speed through the evening streets. She asked them what was happening and they just ignored her, looking blankly out of the windows. She was dressed in her black evening gown the one short at the knees, off the shoulder her hair tied up in a bun, showing her long like neck to good effect. She had been at the charity event when she had been bundled into the car by these men. Now all she could do was wait and see where she ended up. They pulled in to a grand mansions driveway and she realised where she was. This was the home of the notorious Don Mendez crime lord and star of her latest award winning expose. She was marched into the main building her high heels scrunching on the gravel drive. The men were firm but professional and Angela was thinking of what a stink she was going to make about all this later. Once inside the mood changed, she had no time to act outraged before Don Mendez appeared snapping his fingers." Take this bitch, downstairs."

Angela had her hands pulled behind her and a blind fold put on. She protested and argued as she struggled to descend the steps. The room she was put in was warm, and she was made to sit, still blindfolded on a bed. Once she was left alone she removed her blind fold. She was in a sumptuous room with a large roaring fire there was no windows, just a large curtain over one wall. She could hear voices on the other side. It was Don Mendez, he was making a speech, it appeared he was apologising for the inconvenience and embarrassment he had caused. She heard her name mentioned. She got up but the door was locked. Around the room was furniture a regency chair a fantastic four poster bed, but also other strange items like pumps or jacks some kind of mechanical equipment hanging from the top of the poster bed. She crept towards to the curtain and his voice became clearer. "I have brought you here to show you I am dealing with the problem, I know you will appreciate the show, the chief of police has assured me she will cooperate eventually, otherwise things could be made very hard for her family. Angela was confused the chief of police, my family? She heard the voice of the chief," Her brother as been found with 2 kilos of coke on him this morning, she'll cooperate." There was a muffled laugh from the group. "They've set me up, the chiefs in Mendez's pay." She thought as the curtain suddenly parted. In front of her was a huge armoured glass wall like in a squash court. Behind it sat in a dark room were half lit figures, most appearing to be old men with a few well dressed women sat at their sides. A voice came over a speaker much clearer as the Don spoke direct to her.