Cindy was apparently still lost in her world of pleasure and drugs. The ?doctor? hadn’t arrived yet so they put the chip form the camera and loaded ...t onto the computer and two other flash drives that they had hidden in the house. They put one in the TV video unit and watched the show. It was beautiful. It was better than they ever could have hoped for. Cindy was on her hands and knees begging for Rex to fuck her and telling him she loved his cock. She kept telling Rex she loved him and that he. The Porsche was bouncing and bucking along the narrow rocky path, which obviously hadn't been used by vehicles for a very long time.When the road to Eagles Landing was built, they mostly used the old narrow gauge railroad track for the roadbed. However, at the top of the hill it was easier to take a different route down the mountain.Back in high school, this old trail had been the prime place to have Friday night parties. It was isolated and could not be seen from the main road. The perfect. And if I hooked him, once he was committed I could bring him in on the rest.It wouldn’t be hard to orchestrate. Dad had gotten a big condo, one where Chris and I both had our own rooms. Even though we were technically adults and the court-ordered visitation following the divorce was over, Dad wanted us to have a place to stay at his place. Chris and I rarely stayed there though. We were at the condo a lot, but it was only across town and it really didn’t make much sense for us to sleep there.. They needed that money to fix Albert’s face.So, they boarded the ship to Iceland.It was called Iceland for an incredibly good reason.After three weeks of travelling into even colder weather than they had experienced in Bavindor, they made it to Iceland. It had been a shitty trip. The freezing salty winds caused the skin around Albert’s scar to dry and crack, and he developed a rash. The rash looked like small pimple sized sores. They spread along the scar and then extended to cover his cheek,.