I want to live the rest of my life just like today. I want you to make me perfect for you. I want you to whip me and I want you to let other men fuck ...e and I want you to tie me up and I want you to teach me how to cook and how to do anything and everything that you want me to do. I will do anything for you but walk out that door.”I see that he’s unconvinced. I can also see that he’s torn. He doesn’t really want me to leave, either. He’s trying to do what he thinks is right. I can’t leave here. He slides a finger deep into her and she stifles her moan. She reaches for her water and drinks it to hide her pleasure as he thrusts another finger deep into her, stroking in and out. He grins as she chokes lightly when he pinches her clit before rubbing it swiftly. "Are you all right, Hannah? Your face is beet red," Eric says with false concern as he continues to thrust his fingers into her. She painfully squeezes his cock, and he winces slightly. "Please excuse me, I have been feeling sick. .’ It was obvious that she was not really annoyed and was very indulgent towards her daughter. ‘It was a pleasure…I have given Salisbury police my telephone number, if the bag is found then one of us will pick it us and get it back to you.’ Gwen told her. She turned to Mona. ‘It was nice seeing you again Monique, I know Emma loved having you to visit….. perhaps you could come and stay for a few days when she gets back from France?’ ‘That would be cool …. I would really like that.’ Monique. After last night I was such a mess. I turned on the hot water and climbed into the shower. After letting the hot water stream down on me and relax my muscles, I washed thoroughly. Stepping out of the shower and drying off, my eyes kept being drawn to the garment bag. I guess it was now or never. I hung up the towel and unzipped the bag. There was a crisp, clean white button down dress shirt, a pair of khakis, and the black pair of sandals from last night. I was perplexed why .