But... you said, I must tell the truth.“Miss Judith smiled acidly. „Correct, slave,“ she said. „But are you telling me you don’t like being ...ucked? Yourrecord before coming here would not seem to subscribe to that. Are you telling me that?“Julia’s head was in a whirl. What could she say? What could she do?„N-No... no... Miss“ she answered.„So you do like being fucked?“Tears ran down Julia’s cheeks. „Y-Yes... Miss... ssometimes,“ she managed to answer.„Now we’re getting somewhere,“ said Miss. Livingstone, unter anderem erz?hlte sie ihm,dass wieder eine junge Frau zum Opfer von Jack geworden ist. So redetensie noch bestimmt ?ber eine Stunde bevor Garet daran dachte nach Hausezur?ck zu kehren. Er verabschiedete sich von ihr und gab ihr noch einennicht zu geringen Teil Trinkgeld da er um ihre Existenz f?rchtete undihr so gerne etwas half.Zuhause angekommen verbrachte er viel Zeit damit zu lesen. Das war seinePassion. Er hatte regelrecht Gl?ck, auf die Literatur bezogen, sich insolch. It was getting close to lunch so we had a bite to eat and relaxed some more. Then, Kt decides to lie out in the sun a bit and I don my hat and throw a towel around my shoulders to go for an exploration along the tracks that weave along behind the dunes. These tracks tend to be used by shy men seeking to spy on others who are brave enough to lie on the beach. We were so far along the beach, I suspected we were more in the gay zone than the straight zone but that didn’t worry me. Watching guys. Nope.For some reason, I gave Bianca five Jacksons. Probably because I had scared her earlier in that sorry office. And, I felt sorry for her. In a way, she was almost as much a victim as Amy. Almost.I nodded at Pilar who climbed into the front seat and spoke to Bianca through the window, “Troy won’t be home tonight. You won’t see him again.” Hobo looked on solemnly.I dropped Pilar off at her school in Brookside. Good timing, the playground was filled with kids running, laughing, shrieking. I.