He gave her mom a hug of compassion and it was like the slap across the face never happened.The next evening he was watching a game on the TV and Holl... walked by him too slow texting on her phone with her mom sitting on the sofa reading a book and he grabbed her by the wrist, pulled her towards him and hit her twice hard on the butt and a third hit on the back of her bare upper thigh since she had on short shorts. Once again the room was silent for a moment but he broke the silence demanding,. A couple of seconds pass, I can only hear the crackle of the wood burning in the fire pit close by & the muffled whimper of the other captive spy. As I pour myself another goblet of wine & pick at the last of the chicken, Gerrant leans back on his haunches & says nonchalantly “Meh!... She’s still breathing, just u*********s, I can’t fuck them when they’re u*********s it’s no fun”, he pulls down a leather cord & tightly binds her ankles saying “I can’t have you escaping now slut, I’m just. “Steve's place is on the Mesa,” I said, leaning forward over the steering wheel.“What's a Mesa?” Carla also leaned forward, looking.“It's a plateau that leads to the cliffs overlooking the ocean.”When we found the dirt road leading to the Mesa, it was steep and bumpy with lots of potholes and gullies. I drove slowly and felt the strain of pulling the trailer. When we reached the top, I followed Steve's direction and turned left on to another dirt road that had huge potholes. I wondered what. I like tequila; it relaxes my inhibitions. It can be fun and dangerous.” I smile to myself and down the shot. I slide up to Rick and give him a kiss, pushing my tequila tongue into his mouth. He responds with his own tongue. I break the kiss and ask, “Are you ready to go home now?” Rick replies, “Not yet. I haven’t managed to track down Kenny. We need to find him, say hello and thank him for having us over. After that, we can disappear into the night.” Slightly disappointed that we’re not.