We laughed and said goodbye."Michael said to tell you hi," I said to Tamara.We were definitely awake and out of bed by then. I asked Tamara to join me...on the patio for coffee. I then asked her how the meeting with Trish had gone."I was very surprised. She outlined a very concise plan. She showed how easy it would be for the different salons to report. She also outlined how the ordering and receiving of products could be streamlined."She even detailed incentive plans for marketing the products. Bitch and as he was saying that he pick me up and bent me over turn me around and jackhammer that big old cock and my pussy I'm pretty sure if anyone else was out there they heard us I could hear his worker behind him telling him to beat it up there was even certain times where he let his worker get a closer look at him beating my pussy up and before I knew it he was standing in front of me but yet I kept feeling something behind me there was nothing I could really do and of course I wouldn't. I rinsed him with the spray wand, having only slight problems, exited the tub and towel dried him without incident. Then ... I turned the hair dryer on..." Oh, shit," Arlene laughed."I suddenly received several more scratches, but not all were deep enough to require a Band Aid. I found him hiding under my bed that time. It took several attempts before I could recapture him on that occasion, and he seemed to be determined to convince anyone within hearing that I was torturing him to death. I. “What? How are you- What is this? I don't get what's-” “Sshhh,” she said, putting her finger to her lips. “Just relax now. It looks like you've done very well so far.” My mind raced to remember what she said her name was. Mary? Maria? Megan! “Look, Megan, right?” I began, “I don't know who you people are or why you've kidnapped us. But you need to let us go. Is this a joke or something? I won't say a word about any of it.” I looked to the older woman, saying, “What did we do? Just.