They had tampered with nature. They played God. They rolled the dice one too many times ... and lost.Thud. Thud. Thud.The monotonous pounding continue.... He could feel the girl's frail body quiver more and more violently with each moment. They would have to come out of this storage closet eventually.Nathan's thoughts went to the glass vial in his pocket. He fiercely shook his head, his own tears welling up in his eyes. No ... he would never resort to that. Not yet."Bryce, sweetie, we have to get. Those surgeons do a real good job. I’m as good as new. ‘ Leo added, and even did a couple overhead stretches and pulls to demonstrate. ‘No nerve damage? I remember you can’t move your arm then. ‘ Doc added, as he pointed at the bullet scar on his left bicep just below the T-shirt line. ‘Feelings came back an hour or two later, probably just shock trauma, Doc,’ Leo stated and shrugged. Doc nodded sagely. ‘Let’s go get something to drink and catch up on old times,’ Doc said and pointed toward the. She came down to the drawing room, draped in a towel just like me and smiled. I asked her to sit down and have a drink. She said she has never taken alcohol before, and I made a screw driver ensuring more vodka less orange juice so that she also relaxes. the mood lighting, music and a couple of sips of screw driver did the trick and she started to relax.I sat next to her undid the towel and started exploring her assets and I wasn’t disappointed on the offer. the boobs were juicy and gleaming. “Eyes down,” he muttered. He pulled the door open and pushed Julie into the elevator.“What?” Julie asked.“Eyes to the floor, cunt!” He barked. Again, Julie obeyed, hanging her head. She took in the man’s shoes against the small black-and-white tiling pattern of the elevator floor. They were big and surprisingly nice. Brown and polished. They would have fit in well in Julie’s father’s office.The elevator stopped moving, and the man pushed Julie out the door. Their footsteps echoed in the ceramic.