A wandering psychopath? God forbid that it was one of the women from the Hall. Surely, please god not that! It was like the seconds before an accident...when the world slows down as the brain speeds up. Should I call the police first, or find Margaret? Who and what had taken her? Could I save her by myself, or would I need a small army? My instincts led me slowly forwards into the yard on silent trainer-ed feet. I heard the sound of a whip before I heard any voices. Oh no ... My thoughts jumbled. ’ said Cassie. ‘The photo sessions got a little steamy, and I know Sean penetrated Emma a couple of times.’ ‘Are you aware of other times they had sex? Off camera?’ I asked. ‘Or that they were dating?’ ‘Uh, I never saw where they were together or going out… beyond the photography sessions.’ ‘Do you know of anyone else that Emma was having a sexual affair with?’ ‘Sean’s friend Ryan might have had Emma.’ said Cassie. ‘But I never saw them together, so I don’t know for sure. I don’t know of anyone. She removed a jacket, her blouse and then her bra. "Nice tits", he muttered as she got down, gripped his rising cock, grabbed his balls and began to suck while massaging that hanging sack. "Yank the fucking balls, you stupid cunt", he snapped as he pulled her head into his groin, forcing more cock into her mouth. "Oh! That's right", he groaned. "Now you're got them, now suck and yank". Her head bobbed back and forth as her mouth did wonders and the pleasure that radiated up his cock equalled. She smiled and said, "Of course, Mr. Travis!" What's that all about?" Patricia asked."This!" I answered, spinning her around and bending her over my desk, "You have been gone far too long for my comfort, Mrs. Travis, and I've missed you terribly!"I hiked her skirt up around her waist, and pulled her panties to her knees. A few licks, and confirmation that she was well lubricated was all the foreplay I had patience for!"It was terribly naughty of you to sit there letting me look up your skirt!".