Theytook a pair of scissors and snipped the bikini top andbottoms next to the knots that Sarah had tied. Goingover to her window Paul opened it and re...oved thescreen. Leaning out, he used some sealing tape to tapethe ends to the outside wall directly under herwindow. He then took a piece of blank paper and amarker and wrote her room number in large numbers andtaped it above the two strings of used condoms.While he was doing this her three fellow dormers wereeach taking a condomless turn at. Uncle Josh was her mother’s cousin brother with plenty of inherited money; he spent most of his time when he was younger managing the family assets and investing their money, making more money. Hence it didn’t come as a surprise that even with his good looks and charismatic ways his marriage ended just as quickly as it had started. His wife left him with their two sons and took off with a young lover, leaving him in the lurch. Somehow he managed to raise a family and look after his family’s. I pinch her tits again; no reaction. Hmmmm. Did somebody spike her booze? Peel the tape up and check her pupil; it's constricted like she's been drugged. I put the tape back over her eye, then put my hand under her blue skirt and pinch her ass and pussy, hard. She shifts a little when I pinch her cunt, but not much. Press on her eyes, carefully; she moves a little. Whatever it is, she's out cold. I'll have to watch her pulse and respiration carefully.Okay. Make sure all the outside doors are. Why do you let them do this to you?’ He didn’t answer right away, pushing himself up and pulling a kerchief from his pocket, wiping away the dried blood and the spit. He frowned, shaking his head, the action appearing a bit unbalanced with those pointed tusks. Even with her on her knees and him sitting, he could look right into her eyes. His gaze was steady, sure, even with that hint of sadness. ‘Because I can take it. If it wasn’t me, it would be someone else. You know what they do. I’m.