"Take it out and give me a quick blow job, or I will hurt you again," he snapped.Amber knelt and pulled the man's cock out and started sucking it."You...useless cow, I said give me a blow job, since you still act like you have never done it before I guess I will have to do it," he snarled as he grabbed her head and started thrusting hard into her mouth. He was getting into abusing the young girl when his cell phone rang. Pulling out of her mouth, he pulled the cell phone out and looked at the. Jane had a red leather collar around her neck. There was a little metal tag that looked like the information tag on a dog collar. There also looked like a metal loop like a dog collar has for connecting a leash. Jane went to dad and gracefully sank to the floor by his feet. She lovingly leaned her head against his knee. Dad stroked her smooth platinum blonde hair and she looked up at him with that insufferable smile girls get for boyfriends who give them the delusion they are in love. Mom gets. That, with fresh air and staying above decks where she can see the horizon. Going below into a closed compartment would be a very bad idea," Steve advised.They relaxed into their seat backs. There was little to do but wait. They'd done all their planning; now it was a matter of enduring yet another boring flight. Steve had another disposable cell phone that he picked up during their layover in Santiago. He'd used it to confirm their connection with Corky, and he'd hang onto it until they were. Six hundred sixty-six Elm Street, that is the address; that is where he is supposed to deliver his cargo. The house is old and creepy, nobody must have lived here in years. A neighbor, watering his lilies, waves at him. The driver does not respond. He cannot, it is not part of his instructions. The neighbor hopes that the new tenants of the house will be friendlier than the driver. He shakes his head and goes back inside his home looking at the stormy clouds accumulating in the reddish sky.The.