She couldn't help but notice the bulge swinging backwards and forwards in his sweatpants, he obviously wasn’t wearing underwear. She felt her stomac... drop and churn with anxiety as he approached, but she hid it well, not revealing any weakness.“Anything I can help you with,'' she said with the sweetest voice you could ever possibly imagine.“ Yes, ma’am”, he had a southern accent, “ do you have any books on car mechanics”“ Well I can definitely take a look for you”, her cheeriness seemed to be. "Mildred drew in her breath. "You mean she was--was--" her voice had become tight, "playing with herself, too?" Um, um, Mama--" he stretched out a finger, pointed it. "In and out, Mama all naked on her backspin and out!" He made stabbing movements with his finger.Mildred leaned forward. "Between her legs?" she asked in a whisper.Willis stood with his legs spread, bent his knees, then made stabbing movements toward his crotch with his finger."Um, Mama--up her cunt!" He grinned again. "Up her. I’m very lucky, Anne. Just feeling vulnerable.’ ‘That’s normal for any new love, Amy.’ ‘Good,’ Amy laughed. ‘Yay! I’m normal!’ She threw up her hands in cheer. Anne laughed too. ‘Actually, I think you are an extraordinary young woman, Amy.’ ‘Thanks, Anne. I’m feeling good these days. I’ll be brave about the dinner party. John wants me there and I don’t want any more Sarah types swooping in on him.’ Anne laughed again and nodded in agreement and noted that their time was up. ***** John. 'With a firm grip on each arm, they more or less dragged me through the ditch and then frog marched me back towards the table. Looking ahead, I could see the big guy was still sitting calmly, as if nothing had happened, and his attitude scared me more than the guys that chased after me. I started to call out with the hopes of attracting help from the hotel, but the thug to my right must have read my mind, for he suddenly waved the knife in my face.'D-don't m-m-make a sound.'It was the first.