She felt every touch as he traced little designs on her skin with the burning ember. Then he took the cigarette away and flipped the ashes on her open...gaping cunt. Taking another puff of the cigarette, he then placed it on her most sensitive inner lips, burning them each in turn first the right side, then the left side. Holding the burning cigarette on her tender skin till he could hear the skin start to sizzle and watched as her perfect smooth skin started to deform into a monstrosity of. She was the first to speak.“I’ll do anything, please spare him” The others concurred – they too would do anything to save him. He looked at the boy:“Seems you’re popular. I don’t see why”“Because father dotes on him, he is the favourite” volunteered the youngest girl “losing him would destroy father”“Yet he didn’t love him enough to offer a ransom. Not that it would help”“I knew that” the merchant said “that is why I kept silent” he lied. The merchant was venal, devious, and a liar. He was. It was too late for pretty much everything. Like she’d done a dozen times before, Rachel sighed again and twisted the key in her hand, bringing the engine to a smooth stop. She sat in silence for a few more seconds before steeling herself and stepping out of the car. She closed the door behind her and smoothed out her shirt as she started walking towards Matt’s house. She pushed open the front door and walked straight in with cold familiarity. With the force of habit, she called out,. Aileen had the operation done in a London hospital. They kept her in for over two weeks because she developed an infection after the op, although the infection — an abscess under one of her wisdom teeth - took everyone somewhat by surprise and wasn't medically connected to the implants in anyway. Unless Aileen's anxiety about having the operation had set the thing off. Anyway once the infection had subsided and the tooth removed, Aileen was fine.The problem was that I was very busy at work at.