He finished his story and sat waiting for Lloyd to respond."The poor bastard. No wonder he wants to meet with me privately." Lloyd was looking down at...his desk, lost in thought."He does? Where are you going to meet him? I need to be there! We've got to help him!" Adam exclaimed."Adam, I think it's better if I meet with him alone. He doesn't sound very good, and I don't want to overwhelm him. He must be in shock, and maybe angry. I need to find out what he's thinking and what he wants to talk. . this was getting interesting. I decided to see where it would go.I seemed to have found a weak spot. With the powerful engine growling through the night and her hair streaming behind us like the tail of a comet my hand caressed that delicious silken thigh and her breathing quickened. All too soon we reached the hall where the ball was in full swing. She quickly regained her composure and brushed her wind blown hair back into a less wild condition and touched up her makeup to repair any damage. That really sent her over the edge. I slowly worked my way up to her tits. When I started to suck her tits, she grabbed my head so strongly I thought she will crack my skull!!!!!! I spent few minutes sucking both her tits.Neither of us had no idea about what was the time. We didn’t know if it was evening now or was it already night. It just seemed like time had stood still. I stopped sucking her tits. She let go of my head. I stepped back one or two steps from the table and looked at her from. I found Eliza, still topless, scraping the mud floor of the house, getting rid of the last traces of blood there. In front of her broom was a pile of red flaky dirt and some fingers.Ma was still by the fire, watching but not seeing Eliza’s scrubbing. She looked up at me as I peered in, though, and the look of fear on her face doubled. She trembled more, and started to shake mightily as I entered the house again.“Eliza, keep that monster away from me!” she shrieked like a banshee. I stepped.