While there was a diagnosis service for impaired 'bots, it was exceedingly expensive. Neither of them had the resources to consider that option.Things...only got worse when a legal notice arrived stating that Anna's ownership of the shop might be in jeopardy due to her legal standing as Bill's sole heir. All this, even though Bill had worked with a good lawyer to protect against this very situation. Darlene got the lawyer's name and put in a call to get him on this case.It was late in the. One of them stuffed a ball gag into Olivia's mouth and attached it to the back of her head using the Velcro straps. They allowed Olivia to catch her breath as the unmasked assailant whispered into her ear from behind her back. He grasped her bra encased tit, thru her t-shirt. His hand lingered on her boob, squeezing it as he made his point to the entrapped young woman.Olivia ceased her struggle and two of the abductors roughly grasped her, one hand between her inner thighs and the other holding. I held her at her waist and looked up at her. “Ride me, Britney.”She then leaned forward and planted her lips on mine again as she began rocking her hips back and forth, with long deliberate strokes. Britney moved her hips back and forth across my dick…harder…faster. Her sweet teenage tits bounced on her chest as she rode me, as she ground my cock deeper into her, as far as her body would allow. My fingers dug into her hips firmly.Britney was now latching onto my shoulders, digging her nails. There was a small refrigerator blocking its way and I later learned it was stocked with chilled Zinfandel and Chardonnay.This office was located at the end of a narrow hallway which led to an office entrance and also an obscure restroom. Aside from the small dimensions, this office was located in funeral home. In itself this is not unusual but certainly a strange place for this, Overheard Conversation, to take place.After paying our respects to the immediate family my wife and I separated to.