He took his time, suckling her nipples, flicking the tips with his tongue. Squeezing and caressing one while his mouth worshipped the other. She didn�...�t even feel him take her bra off, yet here she was, topless, as turned on as she’d ever been, and he hadn’t even touched her below her belt yet. As he softly bit her breasts, marking them with his teeth, she thought her daddy was absolutely worth the wait.She heard him groan hungrily as his mouth trekked lower, tickling her flat tummy, licking her. “Frances? A call for Reg. He’s indisposed, so I said you would deal with it.” Her face and eyes said ‘Please do!’ Frances took the phone and answered, “Frances Robertson. How can I help you?”She listened, then said, “Really? And who are you, exactly?”She got that answer – Fiona Prentiss – then declared, “Such a decision would require input from all of us, not just Reg. Give me your number, and a professor I can speak to as a reference, and we’ll get back to you ... Hmm ... got that ... uhuh .... He was now in this halfway house. He was only 28. One night after choir practice Bae stopped by the halfway house to drop off some donations. She ran into Dave in the lobby, he seemed down. She asked if he was okay. "Not really man, I need to get a ride, I want to see one of my old band mates but I can't get downtown." Bae said she would drive him. They got into her car. Dave looked down at her legs -- Bae always had to wear long skirts but she hiked them up when she drove. He said "you got. Details got a little fuzzy after that. Had she heard a sound and stopped? Or felt a pinch? What about Rod and Spike?Now Lauren was here, at the mercy of this woman. Her memory might be cloudy, but she knew that Rod and Spike wouldn't have gone down easily. 'I've tried.' She laughed to herself. Hopefully at least one got away and alerted someone to the ambush. Probably Spike; he'd always been a little sharper.Then again, she shouldn't have been captured so easily. Maybe they were in other rooms,.