I’m just going to take some screenshots as evidence. His Gmail tab is at the top showing his name so you can see it’s his computer”.“I’m goi...g to take copies of all this, just going to put it all on my thumb-drive. Hold on”.A couple of minutes passed as Emma gathered evidence of Marcus’s computer misuse. At last she had transferred as much incriminating material that she could find. “I’m just going to have a quick skim through his file list, see if I can find anything more to get him with. Oh. Eventually, He came and escorted her to another room. This room was obviously His playroom. He had all sorts of tools hanging on the walls. Restraints, shackles, chains, all were displayed on the walls. She couldn't help but shiver as she glanced around her.He saw. "Most of this is display only." He assured her.In the center of the room, was a large table, three feet off the ground and five feet long, covered in black vinyl with a black Velcro strap at each corner. On top was a large, vinyl. His warm lips under the cold rain were giving me a hot feeling all over my body. My nipples were erect and poking him. We kept smooching for a while until we heard a squeak of his pg gate being opened. We both got up and pulled me into a space between the water tank and wall where no one can see us. It was his pg care taker who looked if anyone was there and then went away locking the door. Now we both have nowhere to go. I was half-naked, shivering under the heavy rain, in the arms of a. It seems that the elder Mr. Bangor’s wife is going downhill and he had invited all three of his children – Lola, Thad, and Terry – and their spouses; and, of course, the kids, in the case of Grant and Lola; to spend some quality time with their mother in Rutland while she still had the cognizance to be able to recognize them. Sadly, that may not be the case for much longer.”Jan, Mouse, and Heather hugged as the gravity of the situation with the Bangor family caught them emotionally unprepared.