Marie screamed at him in French as he turned towards her, picking up the whip he looked at her with a critical eye.In her late forties Marie was still...a handsome looking woman. Standing a bit over 5'5", long dark hair, a bit of weight around the waist and thighs but a woman who had obviously taken care of herself.Nicolas thought it quaint that she kept herself natural, her bushy underarms and the unkempt jungle between her legs brought back many memories of his youth.Marie, in her current. “Are you ok?” she asked taking a step back and looking at it’s stiffness. I smiled softly at her, “Yes, I think so” I said thinking about what I could give her next, “Why don’t we take a quick break” I said allowing me time to recover, Sam smiled over at me, “That’s a good idea Frank considering your condition there, Can I have some more squash please?” she asked and I was happy to pour another glass for her and we retired back into the lounge where she sat back down on the sofa and took a big. “Are you going to give me some special dipping sauce, Massa?” Valerie asked.The two women were insatiable. A lewd smile permeated over a tired face, brightening up the hectic afternoon, as he drove off to get dinner. The moment the car drove into the driveway of home, Michelle followed seconds behind. Nik saw the woman’s car in the school parking lot, an old beater. It dawned on him now, like her work apartment, she didn’t bring the good stuff to school for fear of it being stolen.Her long,. Not long afterward the phone rang and it was the kidnapper asking that same question Mike picked up the phone and turned on the answering machine to tape the call. “Would you rather keep Lynda or Alexia you will receive her head in a box.” “If you don’t answer this we will behead your first born. Mike was silent because he was unable to choose. The phone went dead and he began to sob and cry for the first time in since his childhood. He played the recording back to his wife and told her: “I.