His hand knotted into a fist in her hair and he pulled her head back. At the same time the hand that was around her waist flew up to her face and gra...bed both sides of it, pinching his fingers into her cheeks so that she could not speak. ?You listen up and you listen up good you fucking slut. You will shut the fuck up and do what you are fucking told, are we clear?? He hissed menacingly, releasing her cheeks only to put his arm back around her waist when her knees began to buckle. . I woke early, arse cheeks stuck together to the sound of my phone, telling me the girls had landed and was expected to be at the vets in 2 hours. Lots of Coffee - Shower I drove to the vets, got their before the girls. In the office at the vets Madge outlined her thoughts on what should happen to us, didn't leave any room for mistake. The wife crying while not getting an answer on Steph.The first month trying to live a normal life with the wife, travelling to London every day not home until. Oh, right, that was it. I'd seen an ad for one of those bioroid brothel places, one had just opened up not all that far away. They were becoming more widespread these days, used to be you could only find them in the major cities. Well, what the hell, it was the last option left to me. I pulled up their net page to see what kind of things guys were into on the artificial flesh front.Of course I see bioroids around every day, I know what the general options are. The brothel had mostly those,. ‘Where you gonna start, Will?’ ‘With the woman, she’s the one making all of the noise. Call dispatch and tell them we won’t need back up.’ ‘I’m going to ask you a few questions please don’t try to explain all this yet until I ask you. Do you understand?’ she nodded in agreement. ‘Ok, what’s your name?’ ‘Marcy Shuman.’ Bart was taking this all down on his notepad. ‘And the guy in the chair?’ ‘Mark Shuman.’ ‘The other uh… gentleman?’ ‘He’s Matt… something or other.’ I looked at him. ‘Martin.’ He.