They sat on the carpet on her bedroom floor as she read off the list of games she had. He couldn't read and all of the games she had required reading....He didn't know what to pick. He told her to pick and when she desided on scrabble he didn't know what to say. She sat up the board and divied out the tiles. Lillian played a word and then they just sat there. He stared at the tiles with intent and then said he had nothing to play. She relized right then that he couldn't read. So she grabbed him. "The closing is scheduled for three this afternoon, and unless you wish, you don't need to be there. Colleen said she wants to be there, though, which might upset your boating plan."I thought about it for a moment and said, "I guess I'll come in to the office and spend a few hours. When you guys are done, we can pick up Rebecca and Millie and maybe head up to Springfield to celebrate?"What do you think about Avanzare? Are you in the mood for great Italian?"Mr. Bell thought for a second and. Again he stood over me, running one hand up my leg and then grabbing my left breast and running his thumb over his initials, squeezing my brittle hard nipple, the freezing nub burning from the pinching. I lay still, holding every ounce of the pain inside me, I had to be dead for him. He smiled and roughly threw my legs apart, cramming three fingers into my shriveled, frigid pussy. He grunted as he felt the cold flesh and removed his fingers, replacing them quickly with his large rock hard. Treya drew in a sharp breath when she saw him.“Come in,” the woman said, keeping her face expressionless. “Kirla, would you mind closing the door on your way out?”“Oh, yes, miss.” The door closed behind them.The woman spoke again. “I suppose introductions are in order. I am Yelena.”“My name is Corec.” He continued down the row, introducing his companions.“I believe you know Bishop Lastal,” Yelena said, “and this is my husband, Sarlo.”“I remember you!” Katrin said. “That day in the Tailors’.