Nur die wenigen Fotos die Papa von ihr hatte erinnerten sie daran, dass sie überhaupt eine Mutter hatte. Nach dem Tod ihrer Mutter musste ihr Vater n...türlich umso härter arbeiten und seitdem auch immer öfter auf Geschäftsreisen gehen. Oftmals war er tagelang, manchmal sogar eine ganze Woche weg. Er brachte Emilia alles wichtige bei um sicherzustellen, dass ihr nichts passieren würde.Obwohl sie nur 6 Jahre alt war, wusste sie bereits wie man ein Feuer machte und sich selbst Essen kochte. Eines. How lucky I get to give them a ride and look good doing it the short one sat in front and tall in the back she was quite. The short one asked me if I wanted to go to the room with them and of course I said yes.We get there and as am walking to the room I was looking at the short one ass she was ahead of me the tall one was behind me. We get inside the room ad the short one stars to dance setuctevly. Wow I can believe my luck.She stars to strip and Ger friend goes to the bathroom she tells me. He played with the knife for a moment, pushing the blade into his own finger tip just enough to leave a welt but not to cut the flesh. He was good with knives, not as good as the other was, but in his own way, an expert.He reached above her and did something with the knife, surprising her when she felt the ropes around her arms go slack. He was cutting her loose. She felt a pain start deep inside and realize it was hope, a tiny dim light of hope.He cut her feet loose and pulled her up by her. Thank you, Cully and Tommy thanks you. Trust me, he's a whole new man in the little time we've spent together. He's found a purpose for his life now. The extra night made the difference I believe. Thank you again, Cully."I thought about inquiring as to what that "purpose" was exactly, but, she plowed thru my place in the queue. "Cully, I want to ask a favor, a biggie, honey."Oh, Christ, another day? Well, at least she beat me to it, I was going to offer anothe day without request."Cully, would.