"The current John Doe flavour of the month threw me on the bed. His hands on my hips tearing at my pants trying to get them off. Lifting my hands to m... breasts, squeezing my nipples between the material, my back arching hard thinking, Please god let him last!John Doe was snarling as he nipped at my inner thigh after throwing my pants to the floor, "You bitch. You had better let me watch if you fuck that chick. I wanna see how you part her knees wide n' hard and eat her cunt." He plunged two. “Go get your shoes. We don’t have all day.”I looked away, side-stepped them and the motorcycle and went to my apartment. I pulled my keys out but the door was unlocked. I shrugged it off because I hadn’t left a key for Faith. She wouldn’t have a way to get back in if she had locked it.I went straight to my bedroom and spotted clothes in a pile on the floor at the foot of my bed. I hadn’t left mine there. Thanks to Katrina, I was in the habit of leaving my clothes in the hamper in the bathroom.. The first two days no one even walked through the door. On the third day a guy came in who was with a movie outfit that was filming in the area. He was obviously taken with my wife, and small wonder. She stood 5'5", had long, thick auburn hair, a face and figure that were to get her a centerfold offer from the CEO of a national magazine the next year, and a personality that was happy and made most guys feel as though she was on earth just for their benefit. She was a major flirt, and we'd. ”Sam tried hard to keep his anger under control. In his time as a RAvE operative, he had to deal with similar attitudes. Most people he managed to rescue were grateful. But there were always a few like Paul. Sam had never done this for glory or expressed gratitude. But this was the first he knew on a personal level. Paul was the biological father of his beloved Roy.Sam clenched his fists. “Only for the sake of Roy, am I not doing what I now want to do so badly. You were destined to be part of.