"He locked her in here most nights, chained to the wall like an animal. No light, sleeping on the floor. Depending on his mood, he might tie her hands...with a belt and gag her. It was not pleasure for her. It was like she lived her life constantly punished... even when she pleased him." She shook her head and allowed tears to form at the corners of her eyes. "And what's even sadder..." What?" She still loves him... and would stay if he would only change a little."I pulled her close again and. I had trouble trying to get comfortable, considering my head was dangling in mid-air, but I did notice that Grandpa was busy removing his shorts completely, and he wore no underwear. His big cock swayed between his legs, hard as could be, as he surveyed his prey, which was me, of course. He positioned himself at the end of his wicked bench and lifted my head up and cradled it in his hands, easing the strain in my neck, for which I was forever grateful. That is, until his cock hovered. All of the resorts are owned by the same group that owns the restaurants. The resorts are not for sale at this time, but we are thinking we might try and buy everything outside of our trust. And manage them ourselves as we do everything in this building.I thought my opening, to ask about the businesses in this building. And surprise my mom. I told them that I was wondering about whether or not you guys had investments outside the trust.My father asked what made you think that.I replied that on. " I said to myself. In the room, a woman waited. She was dressed a conservatively; a white sleeveless blouse and a fitted pinstripe skirt over knee-high stockings: nothing too sexy, although the skirt had a side-split to mid thigh. She had dark eyes and a strict look on her face.I looked straight into her eyes. "So, you are the young one who is willingly submitted himself to being put to the question," she asked."Yes, madam." My name is Kirsten, and I am one the leaders of the Witchseekers. I'd.