She had no idea of what that was.But before she could figure it out, Matt made an outcry behind her and she turned to see that two men had come out of...the mansion and one of them had Matt's left arm up behind his back and had a knife at his throat.Rayne was very angry, and right before she started going on a killing spree, she heard someone clear their throat and say "You better not, he'll be dead before you kill the first man, and something tells me you wouldn't want that to happen."She. I bent over and gently ran my tongue up one side and down the other, then back up the center and over her clit. I heard more noises that I like from the snorkel, so I repeated this again and again, gently and teasingly.Then I reached for the table, filled a cup, and poured, sealing her pussy in wax again, because I am, as we've established, a bit of a fucking bastard. In my defense, she had asked me to do it again.Frantic noises echoed from the snorkel. They were high-pitched, but not so. John was that new friend who might be able to help.Eve made her toilet amid a cacophony of thoughts about John and her marriage. Tears fell as shallow sobs echoed from the bathroom walls; she thought about losing Tim over something like this. She couldn’t live with Tim masturbating with other women, could she? What other choices did she have?She was surprised to hear the chime of a text so soon. John sent his address and simply said now/whenever I’ll make it work. Eve threw a bag together. She. But... it was Mom. That didn't do me any good. It just made my thoughts sort of foggy. I busied myself by fetching the spare blanket from the top shelf in the closet.While I was turned, Mom disappeared into the bathroom. She fiddled around in there forever, giving me ample time to hunt up an old pair of gym trunks. That, with the t-shirt I was wearing, was the closest I had to pajamas. I, too, generally went bare to bed.I took my turn in the bathroom. After that, I was pretty much at a loss..