She put the towel on the man's lap and held the knife up to his face. She told him, "You will tell me what I want to know or I will begin cutting off ...arious parts of your face. Now, tell me, where is the boss?"When the man wouldn't even look at Lisa she pushed his head back and flicked a nostril with the big sharp knife. The man near screamed and yelled, "You can't do that. I have my rights. You can't do that to me."Lisa told him, "Dead men don't talk, do they? If you don't answer my. The young woman turned around and Portia slowly unzipped the black dress.Camelia turned back around and allowed the dress to slide off her even as anxiety coursed through her."Nice bra," Portia complimented as she took the initiative and reached around and unclasped it, allowing the young woman's small tits to be revealed.Camelia was surprised when the older woman leaned in and unclasped her bra as the woman's large tits briefly pressed against her.Portia took longer than necessary to unclasp. " But..." I tried to protest."You'll be feeling good in no time."I doubted that.When I reached my house, I once more tried to convince her to go home, but Laura would not be deterred."Let's have you lie down," she said.That was something I was completely capable of doing without her assistance.I took off my shoes and socks then lay down on my back. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep with the hope she would go away."I'll go check out the medicine cabinets," she informed.I didn't respond. I. Lunch, which was hot dogs, green beans, and a tub of potato salad, was ready, and they all tried to extend the feeling of normality as they ate, mostly in silence.Eventually, though, eating was done, and the silence had to be broken. Enough time had passed that both men felt capable of broaching the subject."OK," said Dave, calmly. "Let's talk."The girls gravitated toward their bed, and sat on it together. Dick took the chair again, and Dave sat upright on the men's bed.Dave just charged.