"Who are they?" the Fire Marshall said.This time I kept my mouth shut and let Agent Van Horn tell his story.We may still find them yet," the Fire Mars...all said and then continued. "One of my men found this lying in the driveway. I think it must have been inside the house when the explosion occurred."I could not believe what I saw. The Fire Marshall handed the Chief my voice recorder. The one I had hidden in the kitchen at the farm house.The chief push play and we heard voices and then he hit. While sucking and biting her breasts she uttered her first words since all this began by saying to be careful so that no “love mark” remains on the skin. I then parted her cunt lips and put my tongue tip at the base of her clitoris and slowly flicked it over my tongue. The size of her clitoris started growing and getting engorged. At this moment she started shaking her hips vigorously and after a few seconds she slumped like a rag doll getting her first test of real orgasm (as she later told. After a short time kissing, she broke to return to the kitchen. He made the bed with the new sheets and blanket. He put old -- but washed -- pillow cases on both pillows. Then he went to the kitchen for another kiss.“Where is your calendar?” Candy wasn’t in the mood for kisses. She was too busy being a chef. He pointed to the calendar hanging on the wall. She giggled. “No, silly, a colander, to drain the spaghetti.” He heard the difference in pronunciation the second time, but he didn’t know. She raised her head and looked down. One strap crossed her chest and pulled firmly under her arms, a second strap was cinched tight across her lower abdomen and buckled down over her hips. With every ounce of strength in her frightened body, Carolyn strained to free herself. Nothing moved except the bulge of muscles across her stomach and shoulders, pulling until they screamed She was totally helpless... unless... if her hands were free?... again she tensed and tried desperately to pull her.