" June hobbled to the door, but stopped. "Why aren't you working? Tempus fugit, Mr. Reese, time flies; don'twaste another instant." The more accura...e translation is 'time flees'." He withered under June's stare. "Yes, well, *ahem* why don't I fly to it then?"***Fifteen hours later, Katherine stood in Dylan's guestroom doorway. "Remember, Mr. Reese, it is dangerous for you to roam the hallsunescorted. If you need something, call my cell and someone will behere to help you."She expected. No, the real problem was Rachel. Rachel could make me do anything. This amazing, adventurous woman could convince me do everything. Not through physical force, but simply by being a force of nature. We weren't even sleeping together. Bizarrely, I wondered if her now-gay husband, Dave, ever regretted separating from Rachel. It was unfair, I knew, to think that. It couldn't have been easy on him - finding out his true feelings, and finding out that his true feelings meant he could no longer. She wanted to believe that her father had not lied to her. She wanted to believe his promise that soon it would feel better than anything she had ever felt before in her life. She kept her asshole relaxed and let his prick push deeper into her.John Kelley threw back his head and closed his eyes. Slowly, he pushed his cock up the young girl's ass. He groaned as the tight, slippery warmth of her asshole enveloped his cock in its gripping embrace. Oooohhh, her asshole was good as he slowly kept. The silver would retard healing and leave scarring, not that it was a concern for her now. The second lash landed, a few inches below. She let out another scream, the agony building for her. John and Viktor each had a hold of Larry's arms, holding him back as his wolf fought to get to his mate and those who were hurting her. Three, four, five, each lash tearing into her back. Blood started to fly, the whip sending droplets out when it hit and when it was flung out again. The strikes were going.