The Mahoney farm was a happy place. He needed to be there, with a happy family. With my happy family; his family too, really. Not here. Not this place... There is a reason people who can afford to move out of their spousal house when their spouse dies, do so.“Dad, I need to go see Suzie’s parents,” I said. He looked nervous about it.“Promise me you will be back,” he said, looking skeptical.“I promise you, on my children’s lives, I will be back here,” I said, “I will be coming back here and then. You've already strayed far from therighteous path."Vinnie stared contemptuously at the man. "I suppose you want me to bejust like you?" A contemptible asshole, he added to himself."Would that be so bad, sir?" he asked with a disturbing grin. "Thereare worse things in this world then being just like me."You're bad enough, but I've seen many things even worse than you,thought Vinnie. "You just have no idea how true that is," he smiled."Then, might I assume, you've seen the error of your ways,. By now John had a raging hardon, he was watching the last video. It showed Susie getting fucked furiously from behind, she was wearing stockings and suspenders and high heels and nothing else. The guy was really giving her a seeing too, and the harder he was going the more she seemed to be enjoying it. John was completely mesmerised by what he was seeing, he couldn’t believe how into sex this girl was, it was fantastic to see.He was concentrating on the video so much that he didn’t hear. "James, let me out, I want to go home." She says softly daring to say his name out loud, her voice low and trembling. He just shakes his head and grabs her arm, pulling her back to the bed. He bends over and grabs several pieces of rope from under his bed. Pushing her onto her back, he ties the ropes around her wrists and ties them to the bedpost. Next, he ties her ankles as well.She can feel the rope digging into her soft skin and gasps in pain. She knows now exactly what she is being punished.