Rachel, Max, Sam, Monica...all these names, but I knew that none belonged to the guy tracing patterns on my stomach. He was quiet, waiting for my move...“Who are you?” I breathed out. He hummed as his hands traveled further up my body to tug on my nipples. Everything came flowing back, every sordid little detail, and I felt a drop of my arousal make its way from my pussy to between my ass cheeks.“Me? I’m Declan, darlin’, and we already met,” said Declan as he ghosted his fingers over my nipples. “You like what you see, lover boy…? I asked him purring like a cat.But he did not even answer me; he just made me turn around over my tummy and then pulled up the ropes and tied my extremities to the bed posts; leaving me facing down and well spread apart…Then I felt him running his hands up my legs. I could feel how my cunt was starting to get wetter as he touched my body…Suddenly he stopped. I wanted him to touch my pussy, but he kept me waiting for more.He kissed my pussy lips from behind,. Everyone was asking me if Tim was Ok and I had said he was, but didn't mention anything about the possible disfiguration of his face. Jenna was one of the girls crying the most. I knew at that moment that she must really love Tim. The entire school was very saddened by the accident and my teachers had offered to let me go home early but I stayed all day hoping to go see Tim at night.Once at home, I called the hospital up and my parents were there. My father said he'd come pick me up so I could. One reckoned that they were both dead and she had contacted them through a medium and that they are happy on the other side.’ A ripple of laughter ran around the room and he continued, ‘We’re running a call list on Rachel’s mobile number and that should be with us early afternoon. It will give us the approximate area of where any calls were made and who to, so if it has been used since she disappeared we’ll have an idea of the area he may be in.’ ‘The photos of the two of them are in all the.