He pressed a key on his laptop which caused a change in the tone coming from the speakers. It had the instant effect of snapping the hypnotic trance t...e visiting trio had fallen under and without pause they completed the book keeping details they’d nominally come for, none the wiser as to what had just transpired.Pastor Erasmus bid them farewell and watched the cum-filled bride-to-be leave his office. With any luck she would learn she was pregnant by the time she and her husband returned from. It was really cramped on the chair, so I crawled off, pulled up my jeans again and sat on the couch. Both her arms and her legs were sprawled outside the chair and her eyes were half- closed. She looked like one of those French postcards we used to pass around in grade school, only skinnier and much, much wetter. Finally I got up again and pulled her up to stand. Her knees sagged, so I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the bedroom. When I dropped her onto the bed, she curled up and. No buckets. I managed to flag down a store manager of all people and asked him where I could find a mop bucket. I was NOT very politely informed they do not stock mop buckets."But you have mops" We don't stock mop buckets"Just then I spotted a stack of buckets a couple of aisles over in a corner of the highest shelf."What are those?" Buckets" You might sell more if they were by the mops" They are not MOP buckets" Do you mind if I buy one to use for a mop bucket?"He said as he walked away, "I. Exclamation mark!The silence condemned me. I couldn’t bear it any longer. I wanted to flee; to run away and hide. I pushed my chair back. Mum said something but I couldn’t hear her words. I stood – well, I half-stood – I rose half-way out of my chair and stopped. A large hand on my back stopped me – pressed me back down into the chair – locked me in place.Dad said something to me but it was a blur of noise. His hand stopped pressing me down, but the message was clear – nobody escapes.I heard.