I was shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. When I was able to move I turned back to the car and opened the back door. I pulled Andrea out and she threw...her arms around me. My wrists were still tethered but I slipped my arms over her head and held her tight.I was deafened by the three gunshots from that large caliber pistol inside of the SUV. We both were. It took us both a moment to realize that we were asking each other if we were alright.I lifted my arms and pried myself out of her frantic. Hell, it was Sunday, and I was casual - my hair was up in a high pony tail to keep it out of my face."I wonder what your friends would think if I told them," I snapped, grabbing the pile of clothes from the floor and tossing them back into the hamper while he stood dumbfounded."I..please..." he hesitated.I put a finger to his chest and backed him up into the wall. "You will do as I say, Billy. You will do exactly as I say, or that little envelope in your room will make its way to your friends.". ..only finding dark ones. "Shit" I exclaimed, then rationality came back to me and I reasoned he was here for help, not rampant sex! Just thinking that made me damp. That nervous pull deep in the stomach, that flutter in my pussy. I knew my nipples were hardening....stop it, get a grip, I thought out loud. "Stop what?" came the reply. I turned to see Scott standing in the doorway of my room. "I...err...." I stammered. He walked towards me..looking deep into my eyes. He stood a good 6 inches. "Why would he even do that?" she asked, her face buried in his shoulder. He didn't have to ask her what she meant."For some men, the chase is everything," he said softly. "They can't be satisfied unless they make another conquest. That would be my guess." And because I wouldn't let him... he had to marry me?" She sounded confused.Bob understood that confusion. It didn't make any sense to him either."Something like that," he said, rocking her in the water unconsciously."He got me perfume," she.