Anything that you have to do to protect my little girl is fine by Mona and me. You can break a dozen doors a day and it will be OK with us. You and Gu...do will protect all three of us, call it a gut feel, instinct, that magic feeling, whatever, Mona, Guido and myself think that you will do everything and anything you need to protect us. In that same way, we will do anything and everything for you. I already see that some little girl has already accepted you into the 'Family'."Pixie' was 11 years. My feet streched touching the back of my head, Hanna wrapped rope around my ankles, then ran it into my mouth I was gagged! My head being pulled by my legs and feet. My feet being pulled if I lifted my head.The pain was unbearable within half a minute! My head was being pulled off my body! My mouth being cut open. Drool ran down my throat! Hanna would then tie my arms from wrist to shoulders, each night the rope got higher and higher! Slowly my shouolders begain to meet. Even with the rope gag. I put it in front of her."Is this how you love me so much?" I shouted. A fresh bout of sobbing ensued. I left her alone for a while. I needed to get myself under control as well. The anger was burning inside of me, but I couldn't give it free rein; I was sure that I would do her harm if that happened.When I returned she had regained composure."Are you going to divorce me?" She asked fearfully."No, Lily. I am not." She looked up a spark of hope in her eyes that were dashed when I continued. "If. Ugolin’s blackened crooked teeth, his thinning hair and reddish bald patches on his scalp, his stooped posture and curved hunched back and natty worn clothes did not paint a pretty picture. The Count may have not appreciated Ugolin’s external façade, but Jean knew that what happened inside the basement of pleasure would be kept in complete confidence. The kind of trust he had in Ugolin was not the kind you could purchase with gold coins. Twisted creatures of nature found an affinity in each.