Okay? Can I apologize?" No... I'm the one who's sorry," Laura said evenly, scrutinizing the traffic intently, driving extra carefully because she susp...cted her frazzled nerves and frightening pain would make her careless, or somehow prompt her to burst into tears without warning.They did not speak for several minutes. From time to time Laura looked over, unable to keep her eyes off Dee Dee's marvelous bare skin and round, delectable shoulders. She has such a beautiful body, Laura remembered.. Your piss is so delightfully hot.’ After Arthur had finished cumming, He expected to be released. It was not to be. The two women and I went into the house to shower and get some refreshment. Angela said she was going to have a few large glasses of beer. Obviously it was to fill her bladder for when she took her turn on the piss-stool. We were gone for over an hour. Arthur, still chained, lay under the piss-stool, possibly ruminating upon his expected fate. On returning, Angela said, ‘Arthur,. It was Grant?s jacket; his favorite work jacket. And it was torn to pieces. Stepping closer, the blonde could see several dark stains blotted over the jacket. It looked like blood but then again their haunted house had lots of things covered in what looked like blood. It wouldn?t have been an issue if it hadn?t been Grant?s jacket. Suddenly, she really didn?t want to be here alone. ?Grant,? she yelled, ?If you are trying to scare me, I swear to God I will kick your balls down. I slowed my breathing and tried to feel how damaged my insides were. I reevaluated my need of God. I actually needed him not to exist. For if he did, I was screwed. Hell would have been devising my eternity with relish. As a human being, I sucked. I coughed up some blood that was blocking the back of my throat and wondered if it was possible to drown in my own fluids. I groaned as I forced my free hand across my body and pulled on the door handle. I heard the mechanism pop, but the bent up.