The full moon was tomorrow and I didn’t have enough time. Ilene couldn’t help with the research. She couldn’t read my books. Instead, I had her ...ew pouches of colored fabric. When everything was done as well as we could, Ilene took me to her apartment. I performed a routine cleansing at her doorway and banged my way into her home. I gave Ilene a compass and told her to place the satchels we made in each of her rooms, except her living room. The green ones to the North, yellow East, red South,. ” She raised them and he placed her wrists into the leather restraints. Ryan walked over to the wall containing the devices. He deliberated briefly, then took a flogger and a bit-gag from the wall. He returned and stood behind her once more. “Open your fucking mouth, slut.” She obeyed and he reached around her head, placing the bit in her mouth. He fastened it at the back of her head and she felt her pussy moisten as she looked at herself in the mirror. Ryan stood back and spoke. “We’ll begin. " Skippy sat down beside her on the couch, bobbing his head in an attempt to keep it within her shaky line of sight."Oh, they're still camping?" There was a giggle in her voice. "So it's you and me alone? You romantic devil, you." Mrs. Keaton fell forward, dropping into Skippy's lap. He pushed her back up."No, Mrs. Keaton, it's me, Skippy, remember?" I remember, Steven," she said. "It's only been -- uhhhh..." she glanced around wildly to find a clock, then gave up. "Sixeven hours. Right?" She. He cried out, “No!”Heart breaking at the anguish in Mike’s voice, his father stepped into view and said, “Hello, Son.”“Colonel,” Mike croaked. There was supposed to be a hello in there, but the word didn’t make it out of his mouth.“I’m sorry about Karen and Robert,” Robert said. His chin quivered and eyes watered as he said it. He took a deep breath to control his emotions. After a few seconds, he said, “I know you did your best to save them.”“I kept looking for them, but I didn’t find them.