My car is outside ... let me drive you home so you can change." But I..." and the woman stifled her protest that she lived close by. He likely knew th...t too so maybe he wanted to be alone with her.Five minutes later they were in Deborah's apartment."Are going to go back to church today, Ms. Tyler?" No. I'll take the soaking as a message from God telling me I've done my Christian duty. And please call me Debbie. How about you? Are you going back to church?" I'm supposed to help supervise a bible. The scarf is lowered under my chin. He guides it to my collar before gently pulling it up, so I can feel the smoothness on my neck. He pauses for a moment. The scarf is very gently pulled to my exposed neck. It is pulled tighter. Slowly. Feeling the pressure on my neck. Very gentle, but steady. I close my eyes. My lips part a little. I’m breathing heavily. The scarf pulls on my neck. Wonderful silk on my neck. The scarf pulls my neck back a little more. …tighter, oh please make it. ”“I think you need to meet someone nice, Mom; you have been abused, and treated like shit long enough,” Robby said. He loved his father, but hated him for what he did to his Mom, and the way he had treated her. His father owned the law firm, but it was his Mom that had all the money. Her mother and father had left her hundreds of millions of dollars, and she had it where he couldn’t get his hands on it. Robby knew all about their fights over money, when his Mom had refused to ‘loan’ his father. ” She said. “A little rough, but I came so hard, Alex.”Michael took a minute to look over his handiwork. Desiree was covered in sweat, her breasts had large red marks from his hands and her inner thighs and cunt were bright red from the pounding they had just received. He turned to leave, and remembered the camera he had seen.He grabbed it, snapping a few pictures of Desiree as she turned her head towards the sound. “Is that my camera?”Michael grabbed an old shirt from the pile of clothes,.