I get as close tothe wall of bars as I can, my head doesn't fit through the bars so myforehead is pressed against the bars. I yell for Ashley when I h...ar somesort of movement down the hall, but can't see anything as it's pitchblack. The only light is the flickering dim light in my cell. The noiseis slowly getting louder, it's moving towards me. When I begin to seethe shadow emerge from the hallway. It's an elderly man, I can't makeout anything about his looks but he's about the same height as. He moves his tongue along the edge of her panty line adding yet more torture to her heated lustful wants, she sighs.Now getting back up he reaches for her arms and gently pulls her up. Taking her hands he places the handcuffs around her wrists and slowly rebuttons her blouse and guides her towards the attached garage and put her in the passenger seat. Getting in himself he starts driving to their final destination to where he spotted the day before. Conversation was very little, other then her. But did I have to live here to be a leader? Couldn’t I be a leader from Brighton Estates?“What about rebuilding the house and living there? What’s wrong with that idea?”“That house is too small, and it’s not safe here. Look at the drive-by. That should tell you I’m not safe here.”“And you think that whoever shot up that house won’t be able to find you again if they really wanted to?” He asked the question like it was a matter of fact. “So, you go spend a bunch of money on a big house, and then. Brian parked the BMW in a busy supermarket car park. He removed a sports-bag from the trunk and a wallet from the dash before abandoning the car and joining the others in the van. Eddie sent him shopping for groceries for the evening and arranged to meet him at the exit of the car park.Once Brian was back in the van, with two bags of food and drink, Eddie drove off quickly. He stopped outside a hardware store on the outskirts of town where he told Brian and Martin to watch the women while he.