" She's been treated too," Angela said. "She's as much a slave as the rest of them." Alright. Sergeant, make sure the perimeter is secure. Nobody goes...in or out. Bring in the dog handlers, we'll have to do this the hard way."An hour later, Penrose, Hammond and Angela Grant walked across the rear lawn to a small wooden outbuilding located adjacent to the road."It was overgrown, sir," a uniformed officer announced. "We didn't spot it until we had more light."The building was barely large enough. One Friday afternoon I caught him walking from his front door to his bike that he always leaves on the front lawn. I was just coming back from a walk around the houses, looking for some photography opportunities. I got a new camera a few days ago. “Hey Adam, what's up?” He looks at me surprised but friendly. “Hey Mike, didn’t see you there”. As he picks up his bike I look him over. He is wearing his soccer clothes. White and blue shirt and shorts. A bit on the tight side. Complementing his. .. just milk," he stammered as the women brought the coffees to the couch."You don't mind if we sit next to you?" asked Mel, as she handed Mike his coffee."Nnno, that's fine."The girls squeezed next to him without spilling a drop. Mike didn't know where to look first. Each pair of tits was stunning in their own right. Four nipples jutted out at him. The girls were turned towards him, their legs pressed against his. His cock really hurt now. It was folded in half and swelling by the second, its. ”“Hi, Mr. Garrison, Maggie works but I prefer Maggie May. How did you know?”“Well, like I said I was Wayne’s attorney and he talked about you a lot. He was very fond of you young lady.”I didn’t know what to say and considered going to get Mom and Scott to listen to him. I got up and walked to the end of the porch. When I got to the steps Mr. Garrison was there and handed me a large manila envelope. I opened it and looked inside and it was just a collection of legal papers.“Let me explain, Wayne.