She told me she knew, as I could not hide all my bruises. I also told her how it was not Mark’s fault it was mine. I was just not a good wife nor wa... I even a good mother.“Kay you stop that kind of talk you were the victim not the abuser,” Cathy said to me. She took my hand as she added, “That is not a good example for that sweet daughter of yours, and you have to be strong for her.” Her words did not mean anything to me nor did I realize just how hurt and scarred my daughter was. Cathy worked. As it was loosening down I could see more and more of the already bare boobs.The right nipple popped out. It was solid hard and showed clearly how much excited she was about what she is about to experience. “Can I suckle a bit?” I asked silently. She nodded, and I carefully placed my mouth around her nipple. Suddenly she jerked. “Oh did I do anything wrong?” I questioned in tension. “No no nothing wrong, please go on.” Then I placed my mouth again, and slowly sucked her nipple. With each. Today he got this video and showed it to me.”I showed the video to Erin on my phone. She watched and listened in stunned silence. She asked to turn it off at the same place I had, right at the point where Lynn walked out of the bathroom with her pussy shaved. Erin got up and walked back into Lynn’s room and gently pulled back the covers and lifted Lynn’s hospital gown to expose her raw looking, cleanly shaved pussy. She put everything back in place and walked out of the room. She walked right. And they get a kick out of it. Don’t worry for them. They got everything cleaned up and ready for the next day’s business, and these incidents are sporadic enough that they don’t ruin an oyster bar in a barrio like this, trust me. By the way, as you may have guessed by now, what you drank last night was blood. Human blood to be precise. It’s not the last time that you’ll do that, of course. You’ll be drinking a lot of blood in the future, as will we,” Penelope informed me.“So, this is a blood.