Once they had to leave in the middle of the night whilethe abuser was drunk. They had stayed at a friend's house until"the prick" as Barbie had called...him, had finished trashing theirstuff and left town.The friend had wanted Barbie to call the police but Barbie hadrefused. For fear, he knew, that involvement with the policemight give Amanda a chance to get custody of Kelly. An exoticdancer who brings home violent men just doesn't sound likesomeone who would be a good mom to most social. Lunch would prove quite an aphrodisiac to the girls since their meals always included the drugs that brought about a sexual arousal and a desire to stay with their captorswhom the girls now all considered their masters. Life was indeed good on the seas for Michael, Charles, and William. The girls felt as if they had won a vacation package, and they were all in love with the men who had taken them out of court and into their boat. Lunch was delicious, and it was at lunch that the men had decided. My Grandfather was never a touchy-feely kinda guy. He was more likely to hit you than hug you in the best of times. That day, I hugged him and he hugged me back. He abruptly let me go and straightened his shoulders. I recognized the gesture immediately; I did the same thing when I was too close to an emotion I didn't want to let out. I stepped back and took a breath. "Goodnight, Sir."As I opened the door to leave, he called out, "Don't be late in the mornin', hear?"She needs someone here, he. . (gasp)eoowww... (sniff) prease... I'll rew it," She cried as she reached back and held her ass cheeks open, after massaging away at the burning pain. Laura hoped Latanya could understand her, because the Prolong had numbed her tongue and lips, making it difficult to speak."Say it right bitch!" Tamara demanded, as she worked the crop over Laura's newly exposed inner recesses."P-p-rease! (Oww) Miss Lathanya, P-p-prease! I'm regging you (Gasp!) do dake my ass c-c-cherry!" That's my baby girl..