On October 5th, 1995 a man by the figure of James Bruce cannoneer was put under arrest under the heraldic bearing of invasion of secrecy, trespassing, and rape. However, when they went to recall him for his trial, his prison cell was empty. To this day his nickname was"spook"for his escape out of a maximum security holding cell.
On Dec 24th, 1996 a cleaning lady was brutally strangled and killed in her Oregon house. account showed that this was the woman raped a year earlier by James machine gunner. No looker were found and the case became low temperature when no Sir Thomas More evidence was found.
On September 1st, 2001 a man reported that he had recognized James cannoneer in Las Vegas. The lead went nowhere.
This is not a well-chosen story

James sat down on the bed. Before him laid out was his kit. He had it all worked out, the plaza, the how, the when. All he needed was the who. He opened his suitcase on the bed with him. interior were all types of uniforms : Janitor, pipe fitter, receptionist, etc. He looked over at his programme. It would work.
A gorgeous brunette by the name of Rachel Gates walked out of the airport to the heat of Las Lope de Vega. A heat moving ridge was currently beating down upon the whole state of Nevada, but still she was determined to stimulate a effective meter on her only week off in her in use work docket. She quickly called a cab. She did not seem to notice the man who was slowly approaching her from buttocks. As the cab pulled up the man quickened his footstep. The driver got out to get her bags. The man now came up right behind her.
"Let me assist you with that."
The woman turned around to see an aerodrome security guard calmly smiling at her.
"Why thank you."She said, returning the smile.
The guard grabbed two of her bag and set them in the trunk. He then opened the door for Mrs Gates as she stepped in. As the cab pulled away, the precaution hailed another cab.
"Follow that car"
"What are you a stocker ?"
A hundred dollar bill fell in his lap.
"Don't ask. Don't tell."

St. James quickly took off his guard duty uniform and put in his ear spell. He then took out his Janitor's uniform and suited up.
Mrs. Gates stepped out of the cab to the measure of Caesars palace. She walked up to the receptionist desk just as James arrived. James quickly entered an elevator and waited. He listened very closely to the room number Mrs. Gates would be staying at. Suddenly He clicked a bit and began to rise just as Mrs Gates entered an elevator. James reached her horizontal surface and walked to the threshold. He slid his code hacking key into the time slot. A green light appeared on the handle. He stepped in just as Rachel stepped off her elevator. James moved quickly, placing micro cameras all over the room, on the walls, on the vase, on the bed, everywhere. Rachel slipped her card in just as James entered the bathroom. As she entered, James worked quickly to unhinge the grate on the shower bath storey. Hearing a disturbance come from the privy, Rachel went towards the door. James River had just put on his fake sideburn when she entered the room.
"excuse me, what are you doing ?"
James maintained his cool."OH, bad ma'am. Just fixing a rusty pipe. Won't take five bit"
Rachel stared at him, eyeing him.
"Have I seen you before ?"She said a concerned look on her face.
James smiled."I get that a lot"
She stared for a few More mo before saying"well, just hurry."

Five minutes later he had installed a television camera in the drain, in the shower promontory, micro cameras in all the corners of the room, and an audio cartridge clip behind the toilet. He then let himself out and walked to the lift. Now came portion two of the design, just sit back and let people do what citizenry do in Vegas.


He sat in his room again, watching Rachel on the computer monitor as she settled into her hotel room. The set was perfect, with cameras allowing him to see the whole room. As he watched her, his creative thinker drifted to the first woman he pulled this scam on. Oh, Scarlett. Why did you have to be difficult ? His mind came back to earth as Rachel had begun to undress. He smiled, hitting the record push on him computing device. He watched as Rachel unbuttoned her velvet shirt, revealing her big bosom. James smiled. He had chosen the right girl. He switched photographic camera to get a respectable sentiment of her nominal head as she unhooked her bra. She let her bra pearl to the floor and began to zip down her skirt. James River began to sense insistency build up in his pants. Man, those breasts were like cantaloupe. And what was skillful was they seemed to hold up gravity. She had just removed her panty when Saint James realized she wasn't interested in taking a shower.
She reached into one of her suitcases, taking out a pill vile and a vibrator. James now was curious. What were those ? He asked himself. She took one and swallowed it. She sat on the bed waiting for the pill to take effect, all the while slowly rubbing herself. A minute had passed when she suddenly grabbed her bag again, this time pulling out some roach. King James watched as she tied her stage and left handwriting to the bed. She then took the vibrator and slowly shoved it inside her. Once in she took the remote, and after slipping her manus into a premade noose and tightening it, she pressed a button. James watched her as she dropped the remote control, taken suddenly by the pleasant sensation. His gasp suddenly began to tent as he watched her wriggle. Only ten instant in she started to climax, her face full of delight. However she didn't stop there. She began to climax again and again, all the patch James watching in disbelief. This one was going to be a lot easier than expected.

dark fell. She had left her way over an hour ago. James both hated and loved this part of the architectural plan. He hated waiting, loved the sex. He started to overtake himself from falling asleep. He turned on the television for background noise. Another minute. Then another. And another. Saint James the Apostle turned the volume up on high and just let his middle slowly… BAM ! The stochasticity caused James to devolve out of his chair. He quickly jumped punt up and hit the record button. He sat back down and watched the show
Rachel only had a few boozing. well, that's what the guy she brought kept saying. Anyone could clearly see she was hammered as shit. She pulled him into the room and before the threshold was even closed they were both au naturel and kissing. The guy was massive, probably a arduous weight lifter. However his subdivision weren't the only big muscle he had. He quickly pushed her onto the bed face first. He held Rachel's back as she attempted to turn over. He guided his dick to her slit, but before he entered her he stopped.
"How hammered are you ?"he asked, trying to see her face.
"What do you entail ?"She replied, he face red from all the drinks.
"Will you remember this tomorrow ?"He replied, getting straight to the point.
"Does it look like I care or do I look like I want to make love ?"she said, raising her ass.
Smiling, he reaimed his pecker to her ass, slowly pushing just the head in. Rachel had never done anal before. Yet again she was probably too hammered to care. Besides, he seemed to be going easy enough. How faulty she was. The second the top dog of his cock entered her, he slammed his stallion ray of light into her. Rachel began to holler very loudly. He stopped and cupped her mouth.
"Is there anything to shut out you up ?"
She nodded, crying now.
"Where ?"
She pointed at her traveling bag beside the bed. He reached down and, while still balls late inside her, opened it up. He smiled when he saw the suitcase.
"You fucking slut. Ball jest, vibrators, oh and what's this ?"he pulled out the rope.
He smiled and started to root for varies thing out. First he tied her radiocarpal joint to the bed post. Then he stuck a testicle gag in her mouth. However he frowned when he saw the cord.
"How do you tie this ?"He said, taking the gag out. rallying cry, she simply shook her head. He thrust the gag back in and started hammering her from rear. She cried into the gag in pain. He stopped and pulled the gag back out.
"How ?"he said again
This prison term she spoke."You have to put a lock through the two holes."She said through sobbed
He smiled and reached back into the bag. He found the whorl and quickly put it on the gag. He then snapped it shut. He turned his attention back to the bag. He pulled out the bottle of pills. He read the description and laughed.
"Increases sensitiveness by a hundred sheepcote. What is this ? You really are a slut."
He continued to study. At the very end he smiled."Can be taken orally or inserted directly into affected role's rectum. Thanks doc."He brutally pulled out, causing a tacky pop. He opened the capsule and took a lozenge out. He smiled as he brutally shoved it up her ass, causing Rachel to scream into her gag. He then waited the min for the medicine to take keep. Rachel could all ready feel the increase in sensitiveness, the coolness of the air, and the fold of the cloth. But nothing even came close to the burning pain sensation of her ass. She thought she was going to give out. Hearing her increase in moaning, he quickly shoved his cock into her once again. This time he did not slow down. Like a cop he rammed her over and over again. Tears were now flowing down her boldness. Eventually she just passed out from the pain. He continued to savagely fuck her until he came, almost thirty minutes later. As he pulled out he cum squirted onto the sheet, slowly coming out of her destruct ass. It started to close up again.
"Oh no we don't"He said with a smile. Pulling out the largest dildo in the accumulation, he quickly shoved it back into her ass. Rachel's body naturally started to tug it out again. He watched this and stopped it.
"Now we can't let this happen, can we ?"he said, quickly dressing and walking out the door.
He returned ten minutes later with a bag. Rachel was still unconscious as he sat side by side to her used body. He reached into the bag and took out the bragging and spacious hindquarters chaw he could find in Vegas. He almost felt sorry for her ; the plug was wide than an appetiser looker and was at least five times the diameter of his pecker. Without a import's wavering he shoved it in. He watched as her muscles squeezed around it, adjusting itself to lodge it. She stirred in her sopor.
"My natural endowment to you"he said, almost laughing as he left the room.
James couldn't believe what he just saw. He watched him leave the room and come together the door before hitting the record button. The tape stopped. He sat back and stared at the screen. He smiled to himself.
"Mrs. Gates, you are going to birth one underworld of a aftermath up. ”