The crowd burst into laughter once again, and several people patted me on the back."Way to go, man." Good job." That prick needed a good thrashing."I ...ust stood there, humming with adrenaline, and watched them go. The crowd's applause faded and they slowly dispersed. I turned to Charlotte. She had a stunned look on her face that I couldn't quite read. Was she mad? Was she scared? I couldn't tell."Sorry," I said, and then shrugged. "I couldn't let him talk about you like that."She said nothing. The only saving grace, to his mind, was that he might be able to escape in the chaos. The reason why Charles thought that way, was that he had a terrible sense of foreboding. What the D****rs were doing, was wrong. There was something not true in the way they lived their lives, and the terrible truth was about to come out. The village seemed a long way away right now, but the truth could visit even here. Back in England they could be seen for what they really were, and that flash was about. He played the whole video again and with trembling hands he took several close-up shots of the video with his handphone. Bernie always thought mom Eliza and dad Simon was a mismatch. Simon was the quiet, stoic type and Eliza was a lively and very sociable creature. Dad thought his job as a structural enjineer had provided him with enough physical exercises and he was more or less a couch potato in his spare time. Mom however, needed to keep moving. She took part in all kinds of physical. “Very good my pet, very good. Now I think its time for me to give you a reward…”As his voice trails off, he moves her bonds so she is spread-eagled upon the bed. She is moaning no and please don’t but he ignores the words, listening only to the delightful fear in her sexy voice. He strips off and smiles at her, new tears run down her face. He lines himself up and grins maliciously up at her.“This is going to be good, I’m going to use you like the whore you are.”Then without any time wasted he.