His cock was again hard and swelling with the pulse of his heart beat. Rolling me over on my stomach, he straddled my legs and moved me to my knees. ...In a second I felt him press against my swollen pussy, and then he was inside me again. Moving slowly, the feeling was wonderful. Bill's cock was larger than Chuck’s, and it was obvious it made a difference! Gradually, his tempo increased, and Bill asked if he was bigger than my husbands, to which I replied, "Yes...oh yes, larger." "Is it. And Thursday afternoon the familiar carriage showed up coming down the road. At this point there were about three months left on the Mansion. It was interior time.This is the point when he normally would have given Vanessa a tour to see what new innovations he was putting in and get her input on designs he may have overlooked.Thinking about that made his face grim.Rayne noticed and told him he needed to relax or he would never get through the day, and to just be himself.Then Rayne reached out. Lounging on a sofa. Naked. Eating nacho chips.Which was more than was required to keep peace and tranquility at bay.Thank god. Finally. I turned my face to look at the door, feeling theleather straps slide across my forehead.The first person to enter the room was a tall man in a gray track suit thathad a pair of black stripes running up the outside of the legs. His hair wasjet black and shaggy, as if it were a stranger to any type of brush orstyling product. I could practically see the split. . Woke up in an alley, buck naked, with my hands tied behind my back an' my tits still nailed to the plywood an' the goddamned rubber bands still on... Somebody had to call the paramedics, 'cause I was all cold an' couldn't move..."Nate was beyond words. Matheson shook his head. "Any idea who did this?"Tabitha shook her head. "The guy wore a mask in the basement, so I don' even know if it was the same guy that clocked me -- but I think it was. He was fuckin' perfect -- there was nothin' 'bout.