"Oh they called me lots of things. But somehow The Ugly One was what they called me the most."I extended my hand again. "Good to meet you, Billy."Bill... tentatively reached out and took it. He shook hands hard this time and then let go and looked up at Tamara."Now you go on to story hour with Grandma," she told him.Billy nodded and allowed the older woman to scoop him up and lead him into the library. When they'd disappeared through the doors, Tamara looked at me."That was great," she said. "You. The kidnappers had killed him on purpose, shooting him execution style in the back of the head. They'd left a warning that maybe the next victim's parents would follow the "rules." His eyes closed and he realized he was falling asleep. But that dozing state allowed him to see multiple things in his mind at the same time so, as if he had left his body, he just looked at everything. Moe had gotten the gun from Jimmy Four Fingers about a month before the boy was shot.His eyes popped open and his. Someone might discover what we are doing and we could all get into a lot of trouble." No one will see us, don't worry. I will lock the door and if someone tries to come in, we will have plenty of time to cover ourselves." Before Charles had time to say anything about it, she turned toward her older sister who was standing next to the chair they were both in and she said to her while pointing at the door with her hand."Lock the door Renee."Even though Renee was deaf, she was able to partly read. Without him filling me my pussy felt empty and hot and every tease of a fingertip on my bruised entrance sent shivers through me, my hips bucking uncontrollably. Occasionally he would drive his forefinger deep into me and curl it before immediately pulling out.“It really would seem like you don’t want to see them.” He mused when I quivered the next time he did this. His voice was low. “You know what I want to hear. Go on, say it.”“No.” Two fingers this time, sliding easily into and abruptly out.