"Oh God anything, just stop this!" She screamed, the veins on her neck bulging her lips gleaming like she'd just drunk blood, the surging power almost...making her tits glow like beacons.The car pulled under the canopy of the tree line and mercifully the cop switched the power off."Oh fuck , fuck, fuccccccccck you can't do this I..I.." She gave a shriek as he raised his switch hand again. "Please! Please, ok, ok I'll do whatever it takes." Now listen," he drawled climbing out of the car and. ..“Fuck, Jason! Hey! I thought you weren’t coming!” Jason blinked, his train of thought derailing at speed as he turned, surprised to hear his name, from a familiar voice, no less.“Shit, Paul! Hey! What’re you doing here?” he asked, grinning as he clasped his hand with Paul’s, “Feels like forever since I last saw you!” It had in fact probably just been a couple hours.“Pff, enjoying the break from me huh?” he chuckled, grinning back, “And what do you mean what am I doing here? I said the team. He put Sara's file down so he could use both hands."She's coming along swimmingly," he said confidently."Good, good," I replied.He disappeared back into his office and Sara went to find her coat. On the chair next to me was Sara's file left forgotten by the doctor. Well, you know how it is I had to peek at the front page at least. A word popped out at me for it was a word that shouldn't have been there. 'Thunderclap.' What the fuck, I thought then it made sense, it was Sara's trigger word.I. He ate his lunches on a bench on the mall, watching the stream of female students, hoping to identify one by her walk, her body, her voice. But they all eluded him.There was no question in Brad's mind. He would return on Friday. It didn't matter what they made him do this time. He'd never felt more important, and less respected, than he had when thirteen girls had face-fucked him all night.Friday came, and Brad arrived at 10:45. He knocked. Lori answered, dressed in the same angelic.