Twice she'dmanaged to escape but each time, the security firm Graham McPherson employed towatch her, brought her home. Each time she'd been locked in ... small, almostbare guestroom without TV, radio or her music centre. Only her school books.Now the exams were officially over she should have been free for the summer buther father still refused to release her. She cajoled, she pleaded, and sheswore, all to no avail. Having no money of her own didn't help either. For thefirst two days, she threw. Picking one, I started towards it and stumbled over a pile of bones. Human bones, from the fragments of ribcage and partial hand, frozen in a reaching gesture. From my new vantage point of the floor, I noticed strange decorations hung from the ceiling, dark droplets falling sporadically from a few.“What the fuck are they?” Ian was staring at them, too.I stood underneath the nearest one, moving aside just in time to miss the drip that splashed onto the floor. Blood. I peered up again. Greasy. Mene nishana lagaya aur ek karara shot mara mera adha lind chala gaya aur maaji chichiHaaioiiiiii dayyyyy maarrr dalllla re hamkaaaa nikaloooo nahiiiii marwani hame tumseeee ooiiii maaaaaa “ mene apne ot unke othopar rakhe aur kis karne laga aur mummy ko dabane laga kuch der baad unka dard kam hogya tio me fir se karara short mara ab mere pura kapura lund unki cut me chala gaya tha aur maaaji ko dard bhi kam ho raha thaaaaa kuch der baad maji khud hi apni gaaad utha utha ke shot mar rahi. Then we kissed once again and leaned down. I took his dick into my mouth. “Holy shit my lady. Still feels amazing Callie,” John said. I didn't answer him, I just wanted to fuck him hard. Even though Jeanette was just in her room, I didn't care. I made him let out some soft moans. “Fuck me Callie,” John said. “What does it look like I'm doing?” I asked. Then we both laughed a little and went to kiss him again. “And just so you know, you are my favorite out of my daughter's friends. Hands down,”.