"Hearing that, she got up and I placed her shall over her shoulders. I settled the bill and we walked out into the cool air.The drive to my house was ...nly five minutes. A good thing too, I don't know how much longer I could have held out."This... this is your place?" Megan asked in astonishment."Yep!" I grinned. "Won a big settlement, so now I'm kinda set for life." Really, I never knew that," she leaned over.I walked her inside and we made ourselves comfortable near the fireplace. I got busy. It had to be her, it looked just like her, and to top it off the pictures had been taken in her bedroom. There was a picture of me on her nightstand. Her sign-in name was Sexy34inNY.I copied all ten of her pictures to my hard drive and then I made a back up copy to hide. I thought about letting her know that I knew but instead I just left a comment. I praised her beauty and asked her to post more pictures. Then I told her that I would to love to see her holding her pussy lips open.Three days. Hell, it bothers you more than it bothers me at this point.” She lowered her voice to a whisper, “And you still want to kill Josh.”I nodded with a grimace, “I do.”“Do you see my point? You still treat me with kid gloves and pretend that I don’t know what’s best for me. That might have been true four years ago when I was raped. It might even have been true two years ago when I met you. It’s sure as heck not true now. And don’t tell me you think I’m acting like a slut because of the rape, either.. Karen wasn't and isn't for sale. Her love was purchased with love."She looked at Karen. "You are a very lucky woman."Karen smiled. "I know. I have the heart of a wonderful man with many talents and we enjoy making each other happy. Money isn't very important by comparison."Our food was served. We ate leisurely after a blessing. The silence was comfortable.Marianne was still in shock. She finally said, "That truck isn't what it looks like it is."I said "Yes and no. It is grandfather's old truck..