Fucking kill me" as I flailed my fists wildly at him hoping to land a few punches. I knew this was a bad idea from the beginning, I knew that punching...my drunk husband was a death sentence but that was exactly what I wanted. He pulled his dick out of my pussy not being phased by a single punch. He leaned over me putting his face just inches from mine and screamed, "You worthless whore!!! You're a failure as a wife, a failure as a mother and now you’re a failure at fucking!!!!!!!" He reeled. And, apparently, these collectors loved having multiple versions of the same movie, but with different actors."You may not tell them I showed you this," he said. "Not unless you agree to perform in a movie with them."Addie, whose hand had reached for mine while we watched Kerry fuck the shit out of his sister, squeezed mine hard at that point."I don't think I could do that in front of them," she said, softly."We'll cross that bridge later," said Vlad, confident now that he had us. He was, after. But I didn't tell either of you about the other's... history." "Aw crap. She was somebody's slave?" "I'd better let her explain, if you'll give her a chance. I think you could be good for her. She needs help and she really is a sweet person. You have some common ground. Maybe she could also be good for you." He seems very reluctant, but when I explain that I had been her keyholder for the past week, and that she feels very uncomfortable when somebody is not holding her key, he agrees to talk. "I know. He'll kill me if he knows I'm alive. I just wish... (sob) I just wish I could see Timmy again, just once." Jimmy took her in his arms and held her as the tears took her again."You will, Angela. I promise you will. This isn't forever. We're going to get this guy. There is nowhere on earth that he can hide from me. I've seen his face. I know his secrets. He has some natural protections but I've gotten through to him before. Sooner or later I'll do it again, once he's no longer a threat.