It’s a bit hard to negotiate a deal when the owner was more worried about her property being blown away in a cyclone.” Mary giggled, and he chuckl...d with her.“The fucking idiot had no idea until he looked on the internet. He was even less happy when I mentioned that if we got that far with the deal, then everything was going to have to be built to category five cyclone standards. He said he’d get back to me and to hang off sealing the deal until he did.”“Any chance you can convince him it’s a. Tears started to stream down my face in my state of panic but the feelings in my body, my breasts, my pussy and my arse just became more intense as the collar tightened further. I gasped for air as I felt like these could be my last breaths and suddenly his words popped back into my mind as I drifted into a world of my own dreams.“I would never let any harm come to you……………ever!” I saw him smile as he spoke and looked into those eyes, those beautiful wonderful magic eyes. Through all the fear. At first I tried to ignore the sounds from the front bedroom, trying to dismiss them as a daydream. They got louder and, at last, I decided to investigate. Mum and myself lived alone.I opened my door and listened to the noises that I could hear quite clearly now. They were definitely coming from my Mum's bedroom and they sounded like grunting and heavy panting breaths. I moved as silently as I could, along the hall until I reached the door to my Mum's bedroom. The door was not even closed. We three had been close friends, what seems like a lifetime ago. Thenaround the university days Edward and I both developed an eye forElizabeth, and when she chose me he grew distant, the animosity onlyworsening with time. Edward damn near assaulted me when I asked him to bemy best man, claimed it the greatest insult he'd ever been paid. Elizabethtold me he barely spoke during their trip to France, making what wassupposed to be a chance to reignite their friendship several weeks ofmiserable.