.”I remember my grandpa, mom’s dad, used to hate my father. He once, while talking to me, let it slip that my father was an “evil, violent man.�...� My grandma almost killed him for that. Then she scolded him saying something like “adults do whatever they want with their lives, your daughter included. Keep the girl out of this.”“Dad, did you use to hurt mom?” I asked. “I mean, between you two, I’m not talking about domestic violence.”He looked at me baffled, and angry, as always.“Letty, it’s better. Ritchie and Alan headed off north from the locality and the women headed off towards Sandwich.Soon the women arrived at the address they were seeking and Gwen backed up by Susan went to the front door while Cassie gathered a bag of tricks. As soon as Marie answered the door she was grabbed by Gwen and Susan and forced back into the hallway; there Gwen did her best to sound menacing as she demanded to know if the woman was alone.Marie stunned and a little afraid simply nodded; then Cassie. She wasn't breathing and he couldn't hear her heart.Trembling and repulsed by the horror of what he'd done, he tried to straighten out her broken body. Her hips had been twisted almost completely around and her legs bent where they shouldn't.'Béla! For god's sakes! Please wake up!' he cried. 'Oh my god! She's dead!'Trying to control his panic, he tried to think what to do. He pushed on her chest, trying to get her to breathe. As he pressed his hands up and down, her ribs crackled and crunched. "What happened today wasn't acceptable" he stated, "and you shall have to be punished". Silently, she thought that this judgement was harsh on her, but wasn't about to argue. "Do you agree? Do you need punishing? LOOK AT ME WHEN I AM ADDRESSING YOU!" The sudden change in tone startled her and her eyes shot up to meet his. He didn't look angry, he looked calm. She was in his world now, and he was in complete control. Clearly, the incident earlier when he had come across her exposed ass and pussy.