He was a perfect husband and father, although a little stern at times.Their next-door neighbor was a crude, violent-tempered bear of a man, with a str...ak of cruelty that usually kept his family in a state of subdued terror.And it all began just three weeks ago with a rape.One afternoon when Sheila was alone in the house, he'd knocked on the door. All he wanted, he'd told her, was to talk to her about a forthcoming camping trip between their respective daughters. Sheila knew he'd been drinking,. Both agreed that 'en levrette' was the best, where he could plow her from behind while cupping and kneading her tits. Henri had a sexy new toy, and Annie had her entree into his world.And of course it didn't end with the evening -- no one night stands for our Mary, who transferred her dependence onto this new man in her life. She'd do anything for her Henri, a premise he would soon test.There was more to M. Ladouche than the Agency knew. Henri was one of those kinky dudes that inhabit Annie's. After he had taken care of setting up the room, he told me to stand by the side of the bed and face the bed. After I did that he came up behind me and started kissing the back of my neck. His lips on me felt so nice. I was in heaven with his touching me and feeling his hard cock poking at my butt.“Kneel on the side of the bed Alex. I want your ass up and your head down. You are so fucking horny for this, I don’t want to make you wait,” he said.I followed his instructions again, and I knew he. He had a smug "I phone-fucked your wife" grin on his face as he said it. He'd started drinking early."Clara, it's been too long," he said. "How long has it been since we last talked?" Clara shrugged and declined to take the bait."How's the Uber game, Dick?" asked Kurt. "You getting any passenger pussy?" Kurt didn't give a shit what I thought, but I was surprised how unconcerned he was about needling Clara.Clara leaned over and whispered in ear, "Oh, for fuck's sake, I'm getting out of here.".