“Was he? I knew he had to take a short business trip but he never said where. Maybe I’ll give him a call before I head off anywhere. Later Christo...her.” I said.As it turned out my dad had been to the theater. He had checked out the repairs and remodeling done. We had decided that for the most part he’d have control of the theater and I’d keep most of my focus on my studies. Unless something came up that needed my attention and my dad couldn’t be here. That deal made the next few months easier. "She's pretty. Who is that?"Garrett looked up the poster. "Umm her name's Denise Melani." Kristen smiled and pointed at the woman's lacy, almost transparent bra. "That's funny, I think I have that same bra." Really?" Garrett asked."Yeah, I had no idea they had matching panties for it. Hmmm."Kristen strode past her son and sat down on a small bench in front of him. The robe gathered a bit at her waist exposing her smooth shapely legs in their entirety. She rested both palms on the bench by her. "Bring the slut's daughter down here. Then you can have all the fun you want with her. Me and the coach are workin' on mom over there."They disappeared in a hurry. Betty felt her heart sinking as once more she thought of her daughter and what was about to befall her."Oh God, not Annette, not her, not my daughter here," she sobbed."Christ, I'm gettin' fuckin' sick and tired of listenin' to her mouth," David growled, striking Betty once more across the ass with the crop."Then let's shut her up.". He was on his own here.As soon as their guards were down, he needed to overpower them and get free, whatever the cost. It was the only option left for him.Leading the way out, Tim cleared the hallway again and proceeded quickly to the nearest exit, covering each alcove, room and hallway along the way.Tony led the guy out, feeling the tension and the bunched muscles. "Killed before and I'll kill again, so don't get any ideas, buddy." He tried to use his Jack Nicholson voice, but he was too.