" I'd much rather visit her than..." I began.Looking particularly hot in a towel and glowing from the lingering heat of the shower, Linda entered the ...tudy. "I hope you didn't mind me using your shower, Ken," she smiled. She saw the monitor and stiffened. Her face hardened. All three articles cluttered the screen."Where's the stash, Dagmar?" I asked, quietly seething."I don't know," she growled. "You're the boy scout who stole it." How much? A pound? More?"Her face softened into sadness, an. I could see the burn scars that were her nipples. Before she told me how he’d tried to burn them off. As she stepped from her panties I saw she he had not spared her other intimates similar sufferings. She turned as to hide her shame. And I saw the scars on her back-side, I had only glimpsed earlier. He had taking to whipping her with a wire hanger, and once he started burning her body, he would heat the wire, some night’s red hot. To leave her with a permanent reminders of the beatings. She. You are so damned sexy in this leopard print bra and matching panties.”“I’m not sure this tiny triangle with butt floss qualifies as panties. But I do feel very sexy in them. You selected well.”“I wasn’t sure if you liked what I had picked. Very often, I see you without panties,” Mac laughed.“Surely you aren’t complaining that I leave my body easily available to you,” she teased. “I mean, isn’t it nice to reach up under my skirt and have no obstacles between your fingers and my nectar?”“Take. The women were sleazy and those that weren’t were snooty, too good for the rest of the world. It was an odd group. So, I asked Don who all these people were, and he said just people who work for Ron. I couldn’t figure out why commissioners and such would be working for Ron, and then I heard a man tell Ron that he had done what Ron wanted, and that cleared the slate, that he was done and didn’t owe Ron anything else. Ron grabbed the man and said I own you; you’ll do whatever I want, whenever I.