” The wind was taken out of my sails when I staggered, suddenly light-headed, and almost face-planted into the lap of the current object of my rage....Alistair reached out and caught me, holding me up so I didn’t crumple to the floor.Anders’ expression didn’t shift from the understanding, empathetic one he’d started with – like he’d expected my reaction and it didn’t bother him. “I’m sorry,” he repeated, and then reached out for my hand. “Lay down, Sierra. Let me help you.”My anger spent, I. Gaudens.” both Suzy and I groaned. Again with this putz. He was like a bad penny. We couldn’t seem to get rid of him.“Please, Chuck, tell me he’s in jail, or Thailand, or something other than the state of Idaho.”“No worries Matt, after this I would be surprised if you ever hear his name again. But I do need to tell you the whole story.”“You mean there’s more? Isn’t it enough, making me an international internet pariah, invading my property and home, and let’s not forget pulling a gun on me?. It all started with my dad who could not keep his pecker in his pants. I had seen dad put the pork to mom several times. But I had seen him put the pork to many other women also. He would take me to his office on Saturdays, he would put me in the office next to his with crayons and paper. I learned how to lift the ceiling tiles and peer over to his office. I watched him fuck many of his secretaries. Some were not so hot or young. I had also spied dad fucking several of the neighbors also. I. She was pushed down on her side; her skirt was pulled up to her waist, exposing her stocking tops, garters, and bikini panties. The rope was yanked between her legs roughly, then he stopped and tied a fat knot in the rope. When the rope was tightened again, the knot pushed right against Tina's vaginal opening - and Chris' cock underneath it!Tina was turned onto her stomach. The end of the crotch rope flicked around her wrist cinch and was pulled taut. Her ankles were folded up to meet her hands.