.. Okay... I'll do what you want... Please don't hurt me... I'll cooperate." Good... Sally you're making the right choice... I'm very proud of you... ...ow time is not on my side... off with those fucking cloths... You have ten seconds."A part of me felt bad that I had to threaten her like this. But what the fuck was I supposed to do. I wanted some of that pussy and I didn't want to hear any more crap. I didn't even have to start counting. Sally hands were scrambling for her blouse. Her hands. I made up a bed in Jamie's old room. "Why don't you sleep? If there's a message, I'll deal with it."She nodded wearily – I found her a towel and left her to it.There's something about sleeping alone in a house; you become aware of every creak, knock and squeak. It always amazes me how different it is when there's someone else in the house. So when I went to bed myself, I lay there, listening to the silence. The silence that meant, I wasn't alone in the house.In the morning, I was up at my usual. "Wait!" 'her' skirt whirled as she blocked the door like a scared rabbit. "Please don't wake him up! If you wake him, I can't come back!"I blinked aback. "What you mean, if I wake Timmy??" Please! He's still sleeping and dreaming of me. If he wakes I'll go away!" What??" Timmy wishes so hard for me to be back I had to come back, but it's only me here, all alone. Not the both of us playing like we always used to. Not like we just did after so so long...," she issued with a wail and a choke, and. They both knew that James Masterson was one lucky man tonight!At exactly seven o'clock, Bianca rang the doorbell of Mr. Masterson's house. A few minutes later she heard a few loud, crashing noises and the door swung open. Bianca gulped and was shocked by what she saw. James Masterson was absolutely monstrous- looking. The hulking man was tall, about 6'2", but extremely fat--about three hundred pounds. He had sunken black eyes, yellow-stained teeth, and adult acne covered his face! He had a few.