‘I don’t know. The only time I saw her, she was by herself or she was with the rich dude.’ Sage nodded. She could only assume that this same ‘...ich dude’ was the evil man her sister had brought around the boys. ‘I heard about you and your friends,’ Edgar said, his voice shaking. ‘Huntresses. Please don’t kill me. I ain’t never hurt nobody.’ Edgar was trying his hardest to become the tile he sat upon. He pushed his body back into the floor more. His eyes were red with the threat of more bloody. John was in the garage preparing the rope when Bonnie entered. Her nippleswere still points against the lacy bra, and John wondered if it was due tothe chill of the garage, or perhaps excitement over being his captive. "Giveme your hands." Bonnie tentatively extended her hands to him in a prayer position,thumbs together. He made 3 loops of the cord around her thumbs. "That's tooloose John," she complained. "It will slip." "Hold on," he answered. Quicklyhe threaded two turns of the across the. I switch on the soft interior illumination and walk straight through the spacious apartment, eyes focused on one thing... is he there? Ohhhhh please let him be there.The dizziness I feel from my restricted breathing makes my body only too aware of how addicted I have become to this part of my life, to this man. Drawing back the sheer window coverings, I stand there looking out into the night trying to focus on the building opposite mine, my attention on one window in particular.When did I. They felt tiny and perfect, just like Sophie. He began to rub her feet, then her shapely calves, before finally returning to her thighs, massaging the outsides but barely touching the insides. Sophie could not focus on anything except the feel of Daniel’s hands on her body, the ache between her legs that had become persistent, stronger. Somehow, her brain regained its senses long enough to find some words to communicate just how badly she craved his touch. ‘Daniel…ohhhh…please…please…’ The.