This seemed unusual as it was only 12 :20 in the afternoon and they should still be open .But I thought they might be on lunch so I checked the door...and found it unlocked. I opened the door and walked inside the darkened office, looking and listening to see if anyone else was here. I could hear noises from behind the door leading to the garage area so I walked to the door.When I got to the door the noises coming from the other side sounded like moaning coupled with people talking. I paused. .. Yes, Sir. I understand. I'll accept whatever you decide." "Are you sure?" "Yes. I trust you to punish me no more nor less than I deserve, Sir." I slid my fingers from her hair and her body relaxed, though she was breathing hard. "All right, stand up." She climbed off my lap and took a step back, standing with her head bowed and her hands behind her back. I stood up in front of her and whispered, "Give me your hands." Taking them in mine, I spoke quietly and she lifted her eyes to mine. "It. There is also a handwritten addendum to it at the bottom." She started reading.To Ruby Mae Witherspoon. Ruby, the bastard is dead. He died a week ago in his sleep, and didn't even have no help from me, though I'd sorely have loved to help him along on his way to hell. I know you have a successful life keeping store in that town up there in Nebraska, but now that papa is gone I need you here to help me keep this farm. He can't hurt you no more, Ruby. I've been doing most of the work anyways, and. The demand in her flesh was too great. "But if you try to stop us - then you'll be tied down and left to anybody who wants you, all night long. And that's a bitch, baby. Even Alda can't take that. Lot of perverts around this place, you understand?"Gillian clutched the tabletop. She saw Dean go over to the closet, reaching for the ebony rods. She tried to bury her face in the tabletop.Dean brought the rods over. There were four of them and each one got fatter and longer, until the biggest one.