"And you get off on that?" still sounding confused."Well, yeah. You have things that turn you on. Right?" Yeah. Okay." Still unconvinced.Where do sexu...l fantasies come from? A lot of places I'm sure, and as far as I'm concerned I don't care where the fuck they come from. They're just my fantasies.Tori thinks too much.But that's just my opinion.I have no idea why I get wet when I imagine some man or woman watching me do myself. All I know is that it feels GOOD when I think about it.And it feels. ”Taylor nodded in agreement and started to try and plan their next step when one of the agents who’d picked them up called for Crawford’s attention. The man was bent over the driver’s body looking at the screen on a small, boxy device in his hands.“His prints are on file.”“Damn, that’s handy,” one of the locals who’d been looking into the trunk said as he looked around and realized what the agent had done.“Yeah, saves time having to print him and send it to the office to have someone run it. I told Carol that I totally understood, and that I would love to take her, I figured I could relax by the pool, and she could take the car to visit Laura. At first it seemed that Carol did not want me to go but she finally relented. I put in for 4 days off of work. By that Friday morning we packed our bags and we were on the road. I wasn't sure if Carol packed any toys or outfits but it was just nice to get away.It was a hot drive. Neither of us like driving with the air conditioner on so we. "What happened to you?" I ask in shock. "May I talk to you in private please." She asks looking at Nick. Nick steps over and gives me a kiss. "Lunch?" He asks. I nod. Shelly and I go into my office. Shelly removes her coat; she is wearing a sleeveless blouse. I see the bruise that has formed on the back of her arms. There are dried bloodstains on her blouse. I can see marks on her wrists that hare heavy deep purple colored. I know those marks; I have had my share of them, but never that dark..