It was wearing dark pants, and what appeared to be a hooded cloak was not, but a sweatshirt instead. Patrick.The rising glow caught Gail’s attention...and she slowly spun to face him.“This is for trying to suffocate me, you fucking cunt!”He raised the lantern in a swinging motion and crashed it downward onto Gail. Glass shattered and the oil inside erupted in a ball of fire to engulf her. Cain’s body released and collapsed to the floor.The room echoed with a screech that was not human-like.Gail’s. The girls grabbed the bull by the horns and ran with planning the wedding. They had only three weeks. They needed a list from me of who I wanted to invite. They said they didn't have time to send out invitations so they got on the phone and called everyone on my list.I couldn't believe how quick these girls worked. They called Angie and Barb and had them help with the phone calls and taking the RSVP's. They went to school and when they got home they started again on the wedding plans.Both Tina. Are you a whore, bitch?How humiliating, I thought. At 52, being completely naked in front of a Mexican teenager and being called a whore. I had no choice but to agree with her.Yes.She came up close to me and looked up to me. Yes what?Yes, I am a whore.And a fat whore, too.Yes, I am a fat whore, too.She, then, pinched both sides of my belly twisting them cruelly.Ow, that hurts, as I dropped my hands and pushed her away.Help me Aunty. I thought you said she would let me do anything to her?Ms. Not sure what I had gotten myself into, but looking forward to whatever was going to happen.After a short wait a man opened the door. I was reasonably sure it was Roman. With my eyes cast down I was not certain. He grabbed me by the collar pulling me into the room. The door closed behind me. “Unbutton your shirt and drop your shorts!” he demanded. I did as I was told as quickly as I could without looking up. He struck my cock and balls with a riding crop, each one getting their own red mark. I.