Slowly, he entered her forcing her to exhale. Betty tried to buck back onto Ned. She contracted around baiting him to take her. She lifted herself up....His hand left her arm and gripped her by the hair."You've asked for this, Betty," Ned declared. He pulled his cock out of her."Ned," Betty whimpered. She looked back over her shoulder. His hand brushed back the hair over ear. She couldn't see his eyes, blocked as they were by his forearm. Maybe, she wouldn't have been as scared if she could see. This broke Julia’s concentration, which happened to be a good thing. Glancing at the clock she jumped from her desk, spritzed on some body spray she kept in her drawer, grabbed the files and headed out the door. After typing the address on the business card into her GPS, she took the time to glance in the mirror on the visor. “SHIT!” Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and she looked like she’d been working for days, which was actually true. “Fuck it,” she said to herself and let the GPS guide. "Worse yet," The purely mental 'voice over' resumed."With each maniacal notion shattered, Arin became more frustrated and vengefully cruel.Even to the point he began physical punishing me!Always saying 'it was my stupidity and lack of initiative that was surly killing him!'Rapidly weakening he was finally forced to employ variants of Jurian 'time freeze' technology to simply preserve himself.Gambling he could buy enough time, live long enough to effect a cure!It was sometime during this point. I pushed my way gently past people trying to see where the music was coming from. Finally getting through, i was shocked. His lean fingers danced over the strings, the blue painted wood shiny slightly in the setting sun’s light. His hat was pulled low over his face, and he seemed to sway gently as he played. The chain of his pocket watch clinked lightly as he moved. The Clockmaster was a truly gifted man. “Clockmaster…” i whispered, keeping up my facade as the loyal apprentice. Seeing me, a coy.