Sorry about that! I guess the whole nasty divorce was for nothing... "Why on earth would I do such a horrible thing to you? See if you can figure it o...t. Cheers!"Harry took a little longer—but it was worth it. He was a salesman for a high-end home security firm, and never went anywhere without a briefcase full of demo equipment. He worked hard, and had been the top seller in his company for several months in a row. He used to brag that when he'd been Number 1 for a whole year, the company would. But what I definitely did not expect was to see thewarmth freeze in her eyes and for her face to fall into a mask of mercilessmalice."I should have known...still the same spoiled brat. You're not a friendlylittle puppy at all. You're a filthy little fuck pig. Well we'll see howhungry you really are..." She yanked me by the hair and I couldn't keep theshameful shrieks inside me. She didn't yank especially hard or even seem tocare if she was inflicting pain one way or the other. She was just. . but not from girls, silly.”“You like girls?”“I do.”They stepped into a crêperie. Liang bought two crepes for Eloise. Ham and cheese. Mixed fruit. And café au lait for both of them. They sat.“How long have you been a runaway?” Liang asked.“Since school ended.”“June?”“Yes.”“Are we going to be honest?”“Yes.”“How old are you?”“Just seventeen. Last week.”“Happy birthday.”“Thanks,” she giggled.“How have you survived?”Eloise bowed her head. “Fucking.”“Doubly illegal. Especially for the. Standing there, she heard the faint echo of a drumbeat, and something strange began happening to her.There was an aura, a presence, some sort of thick fog that enveloped her. Her nipples and her pussy tingled, as she slowly walked toward the door Jack had used. Suddenly, she was not worried about whether her dress would get dirty, what sort of terrible trouble she might be walking into, all the dangers she might face behind that door. There was only that sensed cloud of power, calling her..