“Tania, it’s up to you . . . do you want to stay here until these people come for you? Or do you want to go elsewhere?” I asked her.She did not ...esitate, “I want to stay here!” She said with conviction, “You’re not meaning like daddy is. I like you!”“She’ll be safe with me!” I told the woman“Very well, let me talk to Tania again please.” She asked meI handed the phone back to my young charge and went back to my kitchen. I opened a drawer and removed a picture, the smiling face of my daughter –. Pulling out her comp, she opened up her network and stared at the number of job offers pouring in. She smiled at the heading she had put in bold letters at the top of it. If you want it done, if it is impossible, leave me a message and I will show you that it is possible, you pay my price, you don't renege or you will be the next target and I do not miss. I do not go after children, but I will go after those that do, assassinations will be discussed by price as it will be my main The Black. The three of them then smile and start to chuckle a bit. You wonder why they are doing this. You try to ask why, but with a gag in your mouth, it is a pointless venture. You look around the room and find a small clock mounted on the far wall, barely visible due to the dark nature of the face and hands against the dark wall. You see that the time is 6:50. As you see the time, your eyes widen and you know that you will not make it to dinner on time. “What punishment awaits me?” is the only. Allie got off and began eating Karen; Gudrun mouthed a limp penis.Sam realized that this was less fun than he wanted, that these were mad women, frenzied with sex. Like the maenads or the bacchantes they were crazed. And while the sensations were exciting, there was a dearth of feeling. There was no care, no affection.“No!” he said. “This isn’t wonderful! I’ve had it! You can find another sex toy!” He located his shorts and shirt, pulling them on. Karen, Allie and Gudrun were staring at him..