Augustine? Your Mom?" Jack nodded. "I'm not sure we can act fast enough to stop that." Don't worry, I've already taken care of that," Jack assured him... "They won't be picking her up." I don't see how you can stop them," McDonald said shaking his head."Well, if you must know..." Holy shit! You can't do that!" McDonald exclaimed after Jack told him of his plan."For some reason I've been hearing that a lot lately," Jack frowned. "But I assure you it's already done." Son-of-a-bitch! Labor, Inc. is. ” “What is?” “The fact that you let someone who’s nothing to you tell you who you can or can’t…fuck…or whatever.” “Ain’t so strange if you’re me.” “And who’s that, exactly? You, I mean.” “Just a girl. Nothin’ much.” He tilted his head and regarded her. “You sure about that?” “Pretty much.” He nodded. “I wouldn’t be. Something tells me you’re missing something.” “Such is?” She raised her brow, as if challenging him to give a proper answer but knowing he couldn’t. “Don’t people tell. He kissed my cheeks, my earlobes and finally my lips. He was horny by now and started to kiss me hungrily, biting my lips, squeezing my hips and my back. I too became horny with his passion and started to kiss him. He started to bite my lips and squeeze my boobs hard. He came to my neck and started kissing me all over and started pressing my boobs. As I was not wearing anything inside it came properly in his hands and all of a sudden he tore my top and through in on a table. He started. It took a long time to gain her trust and not quite as long to get her to move in with me.When someone has been hurt, devastated would be a better word, by physical and mental abuse it takes quite a long time to break through the armour.Gradually she began to open her mind to me and I was horrified by what she revealed and we spent hours in the park as her story slowly unfolded. I could tell it was hurting her to talk about the things she had buried for so long.One day she told me about a.