It's one thing for them to see me, but if they spot you, your daughter could be in worse trouble."She nodded.I turned to tell Renée and the others to...go, but the sudden change of their expressions only confirmed what I was worried about.Fear for what could happen gripped me, but I didn't let it keep me from reacting.Then I heard the motorcycle. Spinning I saw someone on a motocross type motorcycle come off the street. They were aimed right for me.Instinctively I dove to the side, away from my. " She looked worried, the last time she had three men they nearly killed her. Now the owner has a glass to watch her so when the fucking gets too rough he can come in and stop them. And he loved watching her be fucked. She was his slut and she was a high paid whore for him.When she got in the room with the three men they grabbed her and began to suck her tits. One man started to squeeze them like he was milking her. Then two men began to suck the nipples as the third went between her legs and. Andy fired up the van and headed for Savanna’s house. Upon arrival there, she directed him to pull up right up in front of her home. Several people were still out. They all saw Andy as Savanna got out of the van and the interior lights came on. Savanna rightly expected she would be in for some ribbing. After all, she was a black eighteen-year-old, and her date was a thirty-eight-year-old white man. Sure enough, Andy heard them teasing her about the old man she had been with. Surprisingly, the. . I darted for the downstairs closet. I ripped it open and found those plastic steps. It was some exercise fad from awhile ago. Back when they still made exercise DVDs. This one had the gimmick of stepping up and down a stair. You could make it the step to get more of a workout. It was good cardio.I needed to get in the exercise zone. That was where this started. That was how this would end.I set the ugly, green step in the middle of my living room and popped in the DVD. The perky woman.