I would do anything to see my daughter win. My left hand reached out, my wedding ring sparkled as I pressed against the tattoo artist's crotch. He was...a rough man. Strong. I felt his cock hardening through his jeans as my gaze flicked up and down his body. He had sleeve tattoos racing up his muscular arms, flames and scrolls and chains all intertwined. He had a thick, handlebar mustache giving him the dangerous look of a biker. I felt his dick harden beneath my touch.He was bigger than my. The opposite of the sweet attention i used to wallow in... "You better not break his tiny bottom then...' - "Not a chance, his butt is like fucking steel. Last month i broke one of my canes on it !" (It wasn't as easy as he made it sound! ;)) Mark leaned towards the guy and whispered something. "Are your really....? I thought you said you made it just for the looks ? It wasn't intended to be actually used...?" - "I know, but i think he can take it. He really digs a good beating. Besides, i'm. Kate was the first one of us to start fighting back. You should see what she did last night when my mom told her that she couldn't see you anymore." What did she do?" I'll let her tell you. Listen, Clara, they aren't going to keep you away from Kate, or keep Kate away from you. It just can't be done, and it wouldn't help anything if they could do it. Keeping you away from me is almost the same thing. I already told your mom I was going to marry you someday, if she didn't make you kill yourself. .." I started."Look 'Coon, he's going to question him under spells and some mild drugs. Nothing that will harm him and no torture. I'm not into that either, ok?" Thanks, I was concerned. We hadn't spoken of just what type of questioning was going to be done and I needed to know." I know. Go get some sleep and in the morning we'll check on what information they have gotten from him. From what Cain said it shouldn't take long for him to get what we want and then that part will be over with."I did.