I thought that was very strange, where did he go? They all went off in a taxi and Jed had left me with one or two jobs to do for the meal, I can’t s...y I was looking forward to it but it was my last night. He had ordered food to be delivered and wanted to eat in style on the patio. I sorted it, candles, wine, fancy napkins, I got most things ready and I was expected to serve it in the dress and shoes. Back in my room I Idly looked around the tent at all the interesting pieces but was drawn to. I stayed in position as i watched him position the camera on the window sill , which only had a 6 inch curtain gap , wide enough to light the scene but narrow enough to hide it as well..'come kneel down in front of the camera'i did so..'show the camera your mouth , your lips , show it your wet lips and sloppy insides , make your throat look like a wet dripping fleshy hole for the camera, show the camera what this cock is going to be entering, show that wet ,drooling , sloppy hole in your face. The first thing she saw was a foot, poking out from under a bush. She leaned down to brush aside the small branches in estimation of where a head would be based on the foot’s placement, and and hand burst forth from the bush, grasping her wrist tight. Clara gasped and tried to pull away but the grip was unrelenting. A man’s face, smeared with blood, rose up slightly from the bush. His lips were pulled back in a snarl, and Clara was terrified for an instant that he was going to kill her. His. When he entered the house through its side entrance he was amazed at how quiet everything was. It was disconcerting. Mary wasn't there, cooking dinner or watching TV. She'd left him, he remembered. Shit.But also, the loud rock music that usually came from his daughter's room upstairs wasn't to be heard, either. Strange.He began to grow nervous again. Maybe she'd left. Maybe his little girl had hiked up to the police station, or was at a neighbor's house. Or maybe, he thought optimistically, she.