They pulled me down on the couch and Mark’s hand went between my legs. "I promise my Rose you will never be bruised by us." I shook my head "This is...the last night." Jen laughed and shook her head. "We have booked you." I rested my head back as they both had fingers in me. "I will be arrested tomorrow." Mark made he look. "And why would you be my love?" I had tears as I told them about the video and the couple. "They want me to fuck a horse." Jen shared a look with her husband and then kissed. . that this might finally be our chance. He pulls me through the door, letting it shut behind us. We embrace and kiss, our tongues exploring, plunging, tasting. There isn’t much time. I can feel his hardness pressed against me. I reach out to touch it, to feel it through the rough denim of his jeans. I’ve waited for this chance and he doesn’t disappoint. He’s so hard. So much more than I expected. I’m hungry for more.Taking my cue, he uses his strong fingers to tease me through my clothes,. Walking into my attorney's office, I felt confident that my plan would work, but not knowing how it would play out to him gave me pause. You just don't know until you lay it all out to a professional. Paul, my attorney, was a very reasonable man. He went about his work without fanfare, yet he possessed a thorough knowledge of the law. While not an actual divorce lawyer, I had come to depend on his advice over the years and I was certain that his counsel in this matter would be straightforward. And I could investigate.”“OK. When I get home, I’ll look around and see what I can find.”“But please be careful. He’s already killed two, we don’t want you to be number three.”“He might punish me or rape me some more, but I don’t think that he’ll kill me. But I hear you. I’ll be careful.When I got home, I checked the time to be sure that Mick would not be walking in on me. I had about three hours to do my search and that would leave me thirty minutes to compose myself before he got home. I went.