I rolled my eyes. “You’re welcome.” Rebecca bent over the purse and rummaged a bit. Her ass was tight, but looked like it would be soft to the ...ouch. I was fully hard now and a little embarrassed. The last thing I wanted was for Rebecca to think I was into her. I turned to walk back to the bedroom. “Where’s my money?” Rebecca asked. She rummaged faster, more furiously. “I had three hundred dollars in here. What did you do with it?” I turned and faced her. “I didn’t touch your purse.” “You. "Do notmove I will be back." He brings back a bottle of massage oil and tellsme to let him take care of me. He massages my painful thigh. I am a bitembarrassed but I let him take care of my thigh. The pain slowlydissipates."You can not stay in the sun you will dehydrate. Can you walk to thetent?" he asks."Yes I think so."I stand up and he helps me.I stand up and he helps me to get to the tent. He gives me a towel andtold me to remove my swimsuit as not to wet my sleeping bag. He brings. The family that was in the home being attacked came up to me and gave me a heartfelt thank you.I heard a ruckus coming from my right, and knew right away what the two possible causes of it were. It could have been Brant coming to see what the ruckus was about, and throw out some more insults. The other option was more likely, but even more terrifying. No doubt, Violet had heard what I had done last night, and that I had returned. I heard her as she rounded the corner of the street, cursing me. ’ I smile. I think I must seam ancient to you sometimes. I put the needle on the record. A Strauss waltz started. ‘That’s OK – it’s easy and fun and I’m going to teach you – but with a twist.’ I smiled at you wickedly. You giggled. ‘Bad, bad Daddy.’ ‘Yes, and no, darling. Hopeless romantic ‘Daddy,’ I think.’ Facing you, I lifted your right arm and slowly tied the red ribbon around my left wrist. Then I tied your left wrist to my right – having to drag your hands with me to accomplish the deed..