Her clothes were filthy and ripped and had been tossed over her naked body, but Olive was still too bruised and shocked to tidy herself up.It took a w...ile for her body to recover from the immediate pain. But recover she always did. This wasn't the first time she'd been raped. Nor was it the first time she'd been robbed. But the timing could hardly be worse. The Fat Cunt Ozzibanjo would be coming round any day now for his dosh and Olive already owed two weeks' rent. Would a blowjob be enough to. I figured a house full of loving friends wouldn't hurt anything either. I left Melissa sitting with Beth while I went to collect the baggage, but Timothy wouldn't let go of my hand."There's not much," Beth said. "I just tossed some stuff in a suitcase and we hit the road. I didn't want to sort through a bunch of crap."I told her we'd pick up anything she'd missed. I had a ton of baby clothes at the house and I'd also picked up outfits for Timothy on my shopping spree a month earlier. Beth. “Okay,” I stood and tugged the leash. Her head jerked and her eyes flashed at me. She resisted the pull on her neck. Then, resigned to her fate, she lowered her head and meekly followed me.I led her out of the room and closed the bookcase.“Leah if I were truly cruel I would make you crawl behind me, like my dog right now,” I told her looking over my shoulder, as she followed behind me.She lifted her eyes, gauging my words.I turned to walk backward as I tugged on the leash. She was very charming. But eventually, the exhilarating and illicit online affair was like a drug that needed a bigger fix. They made plans to meet, in the flesh (quite literally).Dale had arrived yesterday, checking into a motel in a neighboring town. He only found out this morning about Beth's accident. He knew it was inappropriate to show up at the funeral, but he couldn't stay away. He needed to see her put to rest, and he found it strangely reassuring to see Beth surrounded by her close friends and families. Of.