?" Brad asked, pushing a water glass under her nose."P-Please... I-I would like to have some water..." I'm talking about whiskey..." Brad said.Whiskey... Perhaps it would help... at least it might dull things a little for her."All right... I'll have a drink!" Charity said with decision."It'll help..." It was Brad, again; he put an arm under her shoulders and lifted her to a sitting position. Thrusting the glass into her hand, he slopped cheap bourbon into it. "Sorry... no mixer... no ice... just. Whenever Kathy decided to let yet another guy deflower her, she’d make sure to be just a little drunk and to act even drunker. Of course, she’d never do anything so common as go to a motel room.Since her numerous seductions must always be “spontaneous” most occurred on the cramped seats of parked cars.The next day, she’d call the boy, say she couldn’t recall much about their date and ask in an innocent, somewhat worried, voice if anything, “happened,” the accepted code for did they have. -------Chapter 5: A Father's NightmareI was relieved that my wife was not home because I wasn't in a mood for listening to Ann scream because if she did then I thought, rightly so, the torment I felt for cheating on my wife, would dissipate. That scared me because if I didn't care about our relationship enough to cheat on it, why would I stay in such a failed marriage? Sure the ultra tight pussy that Ann gave me sporadically was tighter then a virgins, but was it worth it all? Would the kids be. You saw the two women; could you identify them?" No, I only ever saw their backs." Did you see where they went?" No, I didn't even try to follow. I didn't think I would get to join in."Renée nodded. "You're probably the only person to ever actually witness one of the kidnappings." If that's what it was. They didn't look like they were forcing her to go anywhere." Again, the thought of the two blondes tugging at the brunette ran through my mind. "Maybe they were, but she didn't put up much of a.