“Oh shit!” I said, under my breath. “The picture!” I quickly spun my chair around and reached for the picture on the floor but it was just out...of reach and I had to get up out of the chair to bend and reach for it. I heard a light switch, then a shuffle, then the toilet seat, then another shuffle. I was in a panic and attempted to quietly put the picture back over the hole but it fell off the hook, fell to the floor and bounced under the chair. “Shit!” I thought. “I’m making too much noise and. I’m sure I wasn’t the only one to notice, but Mary was more like a sister than a real girl, so I never really thought of her in ‘that way.’ Mary and I chatted while a re-run of Road Rules filled the background from the TV. She had obviously just gotten up when she heard me downstairs. Her hair was a mess, a little big greasy and matted from sleeping. She was still wearing sweat pants and a ratty white t-shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I caught myself more than once staring at the outline of. “No I don't, but take off your wet things .. now.” “I came here to..” “I know why you came here, you came to beg your uncle off his debts to me and the company.” “Yes, I mean, I wanted to talk to you about how I might be able to help. I could work for you, I'd do anything…” she trailed off, and watched the corners of his lips curve into a slight smile. “Oh you'll do plenty,” he leaned back in his chair and began to unfasten his pants, she could see the bulge of his hardening cock outlined. I told them to stay and guard our prisoner with his life. I emphasized that, while he was probably worth more dead than alive, he was not worth any of them even being hurt.Mandor nodded acknowledgment of my instructions. Glenda said, "My knife is ready. I saw his orders regarding those three women. He can die painfully, too."I grinned at her as we left to figure out how we were going to get out or take over. Susan said, "Handor, are you thinking of something other than escape?" She sounded.