What she was really doing was looking for anything that couldbe considered paraphernalia. She was worried about Kim. The soundscoming from her room a... night persisted. She would have chalked it upto hormones, but it was so frequent.Sylvia eventually gave up. Nothing here. She wanted to believe that Kimwas done with all that now. But previous experience with Robert hadmade her cautious.Robert...A thought struck her. Bobbie...Sylvia pulled out her phone and selected Bobbie from her contacts.The. Around 9 o’clock the mood started to change. Some of the tables were getting more forward and the comments were no longer veiled behind clever innuendos. Table 8 was the worst. It was a group of 6 thirty somethings that were downing drinks at a steady pace. “Can I get you boys another round?”“You are one fine slut aren’t you” one of them slurred at me. I went to take a step back but he corralled me with a long arm around my shoulders and pulled me back to the table. Then he pulled me up. The pain ceased! Maritsa the smallest yet biggest muscled of the women jumped up and started to pound my stomach! The air ripped from my lungs, I could not scream, could not hold myself up! My mind screamed Breath! Breathe your going to die!! Maritsa just kept slamming her fists into my gut! The last thing I saw was Hanna laughing, Far off i heard you will pay weakling!I woke slowing, at first unsure where i was? "I'm sorry... Please Hanna.... I am so sorry..." I tried to move? Useless. Pain. He turned, gasped, and then sat up."Sorry, dad," said Liz, "but Anna told me last night that she wanted me to wake her at nine this morning with breakfast. When I got up, I noticed her door was open, and she wasn't there. I knew where she'd be, so I made breakfast for both of you." She set down the tray on the bed on its legs over her father, concealing his erection but not his embarrassment."You knew she'd be here?" asked Thompson, angry with himself and blushing furiously."Yes, dad. Of course.