I put my ear against every curtained window. From the bathroom, I heard sharp blows against flesh. I didn't hear mother cry out. She must have been ga...ged. I was out of sight enough to risk masturbating. My cum sprayed against aluminum siding. Her father was still whacking mother as my dick shrank back to out-of-the-way size. I realized then that Grandpa hadn't said a word. It wasn't as if he had been gagged. My imagination said that he had built a psychic link to emotionally abuse Mom while he. I head for the coffee machine.Nearly an hour later, Ian is looking for me."Don, I think this is what we need. And we have the building number: 493."It is a picture showing three men with their rifles in a firing position, their eyes glued to the scopes. I knew what they were doing but anyone looking at the pictures would assume they were aiming at something or someone. All they are doing is watching the comings and goings of the men at the center. We now have an incriminating photo."Great Ian!. Surprisingly, after the shower they relaxed on the couch listening to music. Jackie had them both dresses in short robes. Diana had thought that she would be naked, until they would leave in the morning. Jackie was reading a magazine, so Diana curled up on the far end of the couch and fell to sleep. Jackie woke her up an hour later."Come on little sister, bed time" she yawned. Diana stretched and got up slowly, with Jackie's help. She put on arm around Diana and they helped each other stagger. Even if they worked in different states, she was absolutely sure it wouldn't be two more years before they went somewhere together. She wanted those shoes to be her souvenir of finding him again.Thinking she was being charitable, she told Brady to select a variety of costume jewelry so the girls wouldn't feel completely plain.Still, overall, she thought she was shopping with conservatism in mind.Back in the hotel room, things weren't going so well.At least not for Bob Tanner. And he had much.