” His body swelled and deflated with a long, deep breath. Fingers unlaced and opened the button on her cutoffs, tracing the delicate edge of the pa...ties underneath. “There’s more of you in here than you think.” “Didn’t you ever just want to reinvent yourself and disappear – do it for yourself like you do for other people?” “I can’t get out of prison,” he said. “It wouldn’t matter.” The ends of his fingers slid beneath the waistband of her panties and she wrapped her hands around each of. "WhWha---" SLUT!" he yelled, and then proceeded to rip every stitch of clothing off her unwilling body."P-P-Percy," she sobbed, "why are you d-doing this to me?" You think I didn't SEE YOU whore? You were on your back with your legs spread while that lawyer fucked you on his desk!"She gasped, recognizing that her husband knew about her cheating, and then, like a typical woman, began to bargain."Percy, I d-didn't MEAN to do---" FUCK YOU, BITCH!" he growled, as he forefully spread her legs and. Off she went.Poor Casey was terrified. She could see her best friend Breanne inside the stadium as if surfing a wave disappear further and further from her sight. Casey let the crowd push her through the entrance. She was powerless to stop the force of thousands of people. As she was pushed inside hands groped, rubbed and pinched at her. Warm hands felt up her blouse ripping at her bra. Scratching her stomach.She worked her way to the side of the entrance and grabbed a pole. She had. ’ Sure enough, Jacquez was bringing two plates of blackened chicken, with rice on the side. ‘Jacquez understands, Leigh,’ Anne said as he set the plates down. ‘Everyone in this restaurant serves the Master.’ Both Anne and Jacquez shivered, and Leigh found that the tingling in her cheeks grew stronger as she watched them. ‘Anyway– you should eat. They do a very good chicken dish here.’ Jacquez left, again without speaking, and Leigh found herself tucking into the food hungirly. The weirdness.