He started to say something to me, but I cut him off, “Do you mind if I take a shower?”He was watching me, rather intently, and most likely notice... the change that rippled through me. “Of course,” he spoke gently, giving my shoulder a small squeeze, “go on into the bathroom, I'll get you something to change into.”As I stepped away from him, he seemed almost reluctant to let go; his grip lingering for only a fraction of a second longer than necessary. I was in the bathroom for less than a minute. He usually ended upfucking her while she still wore it.The blouse was one she had bought optimistically - it was too small for her at the moment (she had planned to lose some weight in order to wear it),but it made her breasts look huge.The skirt was a result of a shopping trip with Tom.While looking for a smart skirt for work, she had tried thisone on.Once on, it was obviously too short for work but Tom had seen her in it and told her to buy it alongside the skirt she eventually went for.Hence. Long story short, Robert was laundering money for some very powerful people. He skimmed a lot of it for himself. There, you have all I can say about it. I’m getting this cast off next week. I’ll be leaving town.”I said, “They think you have the money, don’t they? Do you, Candy?”She just said, “I have to go Andy. Say good bye to Monica for me. I know she still hates me. I’ve done so much damage. I hate myself.” She kissed me and hobbled out to the Uber she hired.Chapter 4It was over six years. When I was led up the centre of the U-shape a hush descended. Reaching the centre of the main table, I observed a giant seated in the middle who was obviously the leader of this clan. He was a symbol of virility and looked like a human lion. I had never seen a real lion, only pictures that had been drawn by the more artistic members of our village. I had also never seen red hair as bright as his and it looked like his mane was on fire. He had icy blue eyes that radiated menace, and I could feel.