He smells amazing, like a man should. I don't even bother to look where we are going, completely trusting this man that I have only chatted with onlin.... The next thing I know we are sitting in the back of a cab and locking our lips and legs around each other. I’m sure the cab driver must be watching us in his rear view mirror. Antonio skillfully lifts me so that I straddle his lap, his hands clinching my ass as he pushes me to ride him. My skirt inches up so that my panties rub against his rock. ? Her voice was even when she spoke: ?I?ll wait. Sir. If you figure it out, it won?t matter. If you don?t,I?ll tell you ? at the right time.? She was not going to back down. He liked that,and her self-assurance intrigued him. ?How are you so sure, pita?? ?You are able to know my mind,Sir. I know yours just as well.? He guessed that her strength came from caution learned throughdisappointment. She had been lied to and used, a phenomenon familiar to submissives. Each day she asked him if he was. However, Frankie’s whimpers replaced them. The very ice-pick he argued with her about earlier was clasped in her hand, coated in red and her body speckled in the same colour. She stared, cried and shivered as Bill slowly rose and wrested his saviour from her hand. Her warmth vibrated in his embrace, and she buckled while sobbing into his chest.Bill looked over his shoulder, and there Dante lay, staring into nothingness, no rising and falling of the torso; his black leather jacket closer now to. I have to go now; I must inform the other person’s next of kin.”I thanked her and hung the phone up. I was in almost a catatonic state for a couple of minutes.Then the questions started. What was she doing on the other side of the county almost 45 miles from her mother’s house if that’s where the kids were? Who was she with, ‘next of kin’?After I realized that only Mary could answer those questions, I called my Dad and asked him to go get the kids because his house is much closer to the.