I sat there wondering how this terrible ordeal would end, I knew Mark could be aggressive, I also knew that he had a history of hitting Rachel, althou...h he had never hit Alice to my knowledge, it was now a major concern to me that if cornered he would take it out on her possibly even use her as a hostage or something. Now I know that in a rational moment you would not expect a senior surgeon at Wales’ largest teaching hospital to hold a 7 year old little girl hostage, but his actions today had. For a moment, I stood alone. With seven people presently in the apartment, you'd think it would be difficult to find oneself alone in a communal area, but here I was.Shaking my head, I did what I always do. I headed into my private quarters.At first, I had a mind to turn on the TV and settle in for some time killing. But once in my lounge, I heard a girlish moan float through the open doorway to my bedroom. Three steps later, I stopped in my tracks, riveted by the sight before me.Taylor's. Only they weren't recipes for food, but for what seemed to be magicspells, interspersed with short essays about witchcraft.She thought about bringing this book back to the family across thestreet, they probably didn't know they had sold her something of thegrandmother's that was far more personal and private than some oldcookbook.But if it really was what it claimed to be, she needed it much more thanthey did. They seemed happy enough; or happier than Janey anyway. Thedaughter was getting. I was still deciding in my head if she was a freak or if she was just acting as such to get me going. She needn’t have been doing the latter as the fine piece of ass on her was just made for fucking and somewhere within me I felt slightly honored to be the one doing it. She would at least look back to this moment as the place where she had the greatest fuck of her life. I was in for a ride too, as I snapped her posing for me, she turns around. I see something protruding, a half inserted mascara.