It was not a recipe for a long term relationship.It would be entirely possible for someone with a good imagination to at least make a fake attempt on ...arvey, the whore's life to get my ass involved with the cops, while they offed Lydia. If they were willing to kill Lydia, they were willing to make an attempt to kill Harvey, or at least make it look as though someone was, namely me. A fake attempt would be easier to pull off and would keep me tied up with the cops and not with Lydia.I certainly. It’s been getting worse every time. At first, they just fucked me, but now that’s just the appetizer...” She shook her head and interrupted herself. “I should apologize for my language, I suppose, but that’s what they make me do. I’ll plead, ‘Please fuck my dirty asshole! It needs a hard cock.’ But that’s to avoid something worse... “Worse?” Mom asked softly.“Worse,” Diane repeated. “This morning I pleaded with them to allow me to break my wrist.”“Why?”“They were threatening to mutilate me.. My Lord, you have seen such wounds. It is not unlike that made by a blow from a mace. Headwounds bleed freely, as you will own.’ ‘I see. Yes, truly, there has been no bleeding. What else?’ ‘He wears a cloak, My Lord. On such a day in the blaze of noon? Yet we all sweat like pigs his skin is dry. And there’s more.’ ‘Go on.’ ‘The leather of his boots has been scuffed, not on the soles or heels, we’re all in that case. No, My Lord, look you here. The back of the boot. That’s fresh scarring to my. I had to pass the time somehow, so I reached into my handbag to grab my phone. Of course my bag was such a mess it took some time for me to find my phone, but I finally found it under a pack of condoms (that I would use when me and my boyfriend got some alone time).I look around on facebook and instagram to pass the time ,I had nothing better to do after all. When I felt a tap on my arm as well hearing a voice saying “Ello".I look up with a smile, thinking my boyfriend has finally come, but I.