‘ Do you remember who I am, my pet?’ ‘ I sure do, you cunt. Your name is Evilena and I fixed your car. And THEN when I tried to help you when yo... were stranded you knocked me out and brought me here…. wherever here is. You kidnapped me. And you are in deep shit.’ With a wry smile playing across her full lips she flicked the whip at his exposed cock, and slapped it with a snap that resounded off the walls. ‘OW!! STOP IT! DAMN IT!!!! THAT HURTS!!! .’ ‘ Silence, my little pet. From now on you may. He walked through the side gate that was opened with a fingerprint and into one of the largest gardens he had ever taken care of. He looked around trying to see if he could spot Isabella but she was nowhere to be found. He walked through the back door into the kitchen and called out her name: no response. He walked back outside to see if he could find her. He wandered across the open space behind the pool and then followed the meandering grass as it twisted and turned and narrowed until you. The mat on your doorstep may say "welcome," but that mat is a lie, isn't it? Isn't your home decorated with bars and chains and other ornaments that say, not "welcome," but "go away"? We both know that the bars and chains and deadbolts are not for me. They're for others; not Santa. They are there to protect your from all the other dirty old men prowling through the night, who would like nothing better than to break into your house to violate your virtue. For me, you leave cookies. You. She sat up and put her arms on his shoulders. "What's wrong? Didn't I please you?" she questioned. "No, No you were great!" he reassured her. "After I sat up, I saw the picture over there" Danielle looked at the bedside table. On it was a picture of Kyle and Sarah taken on their 40th wedding anniversary. "I have failed her." He said emphatically.Danielle didn't know what to say. She leaned into him and said, "No you haven't. She loves you dearly". She saw that there was no way to comfort.