He got up slowly and frowned. No blood. I guess my good for nothing son did take you after all. Since you are not with child, that means you are barre...- and useless to me. You are a failure to me and to your husband! He cut the fabric tying her to the bad and pulled her to her feet. She offered no resistance, she had none left. He dressed himself and wrapped her in a cloak and led her downstairs. He brought her to the main hall where his men were milling about. They turned to look at them,. I don’t want to be a turn-off for Miles.”I almost missed the implication of that, but when I looked up from admiring her tight, rounded buttocks, I asked, “You mean – ““Yes, I want to. But you’ll have to help me the first time. I mean, I’m the interloper, aren’t I?”“No. You are here by invitation – thanks to our affection for you, not to mention a huge physical attraction. The simple fact is, Miles and I both want you – badly. I want you and I to enjoy everything we did last night – and more.. I double-clicked on it and it opened, and it was avi clips and photos of my daughter, nude and masturbating on her computer.The angle from which she was being spied on I knew was the wall clock Peter had given her a year back, and as I clicked more and more, his depravity knew no bound, Skype and chat rooms, saved conversations with my daughter, and her willingness to do what she was doing, albeit unknown to her it was Peter, left me initially in a state of shock.An old man having carnal. I pulled over and in a minute a police officer was at my window. He shined a light in, right in my eyes, then ran it - slowly - over my body.I was wearing a very short black skirt, pumps and a tight blouse that revealed quite a bit of cleavage."Well good morning young lady," he said in a slow, southern drawl."Hi officer," I said, trying to sound perky and sober. "Is there a problem?" Well yes there is sugar," he said. "You were weaving all over the road back there. Have you been drinking?"By.