Even though, he was no longer wealthy, he had great connections and he took every advantage. The country was on an economic rebound following the war,...and by the time I was born, my father was well on his way to achieving financial success. Most of his business dealings were legitimate, but some were not. On the surface, he was an enterprising business man.Dad married well and that went a long way toward his success. My grandfather on my mother’s side was, a successful bootlegger during. He was plowing the shaft of his cock up against her belly. She could feel the brush of his balls and the different way the dome of his cock was shaped as it slid into the tight groove between her legs and thigh. Pushing her hands between their grinding bodies, Lydia reached down until she was where she guessed his cock was. She wanted to touch it, to hold and caress it between her fingers. Lydia curled her fingers around his prong, listening to Tom moan and feeling his body jerk from her gentle. “He forced me. He told me that he owned me. He told me that whenever he called for me, I had better respond. He threatened me. I was so scared ... I didn’t know what to do.” She broke down into tears as she finished.Dylan stared at her for a moment. She could see the distrust in his eyes. He was furious with her. He didn’t know whether to believe her. “You should have told me.” He said quietly.“I was afraid.” Courtney said, her voice shaking. “Please, Dylan...”Dylan sighed as he looked at her,. A well-muscled Dwarf moved up beside the captain – Lombi, Aran thought his name was – and put his own hands on the wall. There was a grinding sound, then the wall began to slide to the side.As soon as the barest crack in the stone became apparent, fresh, cold air gusted in, rippling cloaks and tugging at hair and beards. A steady rain was falling outside, and the wind was strong enough to blow it into the passage, peppering Aran with frigid drops.“This is where I leave you,” Burin said, raising.