.. Yeah, I’m still here.”“You want to see the pet, maybe ... play for a little bit?” Lindsey shook her head and I gave her a little slap.“Mm..., maybe, I’ll see how I feel tomorrow.”“Okay then, bye.”“Bye.”“Well then,” I put my phone back, “Now that that’s out of the way I can turn my attention back to you.” I grin and laugh at her when she starts to cry again. I drag her to her feet and pull her towards the back corner where I keep a trunk. Opening it up, I pull out my Polaroid camera and some. They were designed to be small, personal wishes, things she would want to accomplish. There were also small changes of behavior which she would unconsciously practice. ‘It’s kind of you to help me with my yoga, sir,’ Margaret said. She noticed the little girly voice used, and stopped speaking. The sound of her voice was unusual, as though someone else had spoken. She cleared her throat and tried to continue. ‘Would you like a glass of wine, sir,’ she asked. Again she coughed, trying to. Patel."The nice old Asian who owned the shop and my flat above it was enchanted with my mother. He knew where she'd been and why she'd been there. The same people who'd found the flat for me were obliged to tell him I was an ex-offender and the details of my offence, but all he'd done was to ask me if I intended to steal from him and I answered calmly."No sir, I was convicted of manslaughter, not theft."For a moment or two, he looked at me in silence then held out his hand and shook mine. I could see the veins in Ted’s neck throbbing. He grunted and came deep inside Sammy’s hot wet cunt. Ted fell back grinning. Chuck moved in where Ted had been but grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her back. Ben never missed a beat just kept fucking Sammy’s throat. Chuck sat down between Sammy’s open legs and planted his mouth over her smooth pussy. His tongue slid up and down her slippery lips. He inserted two fingers into her hot wet gash as he feasted. Sammy started moaning around.