I released his arm but gave him a very undisciplined slap across the midriff and barked, ‘The next time someone backs away from a fight with you Spe...ial agent,’ I straightened and stared scowling down at him with my hands now on my hips, ‘You might want to let them, it could be in your own best interest.’ I offered him my hand and helped him to his feet. He smiled shaking his head in disbelief. ‘Where’d you learn to do that Jane? That was amazing.’ I answered him with a snort of laughter, ‘It. I bit down on my lip to stifle the moan that wanted to escape my lips. I knew I couldnt ignore my niece or shed know I was up to something. Reluctantly I slowed the pace of my hand and maintained a steady slow rhythm on my pulsating cock. It probably didnt help that I had the picture of Nic and Em up in the background, almost inviting me to watch them. Nic: Uncle Patttttttttttt Patrick: hmmm? Nic: *grins* watcha doin? Patrick: lol nothin Nic: Come on tell me Patrick: My mind wandered for a sec. I was bent over the tailgate and had my arms pulled out in front of me, squashing my breasts against the cold metal.The rope was tied to one of the tie points on the truck bed near the cabin, stretching my upper body out completely.Then my feet were pulled in opposite directions. I think those ropes were tied to the tires.For the first time since this started, I felt no hands on me. They must have been admiring their handiwork.Then I heard it.I recognized the swish of the horse whip before it. It'd been the center of US figure skating for many decades. Though it had lost its singular prominence, it was still a training center, and events were still occasionally held there."Yeah. Burned right to the ground. Doesn't Chris train there?"Christine Arsenault, Sophie meant. "No, she trains in Denver. She's from Colorado Springs, but she trains in Denver." Oh. It says here all the skaters got out. Three firefighters died, though."Warren looked up. "Oh, shit!" What?" Christine's brother, and.