She put her robe on & went to the kitchen. Mary was still watching TV. She asked how was it? How was what?Mary made hand jesters to her mouth & pushed...her tongue against her cheek. You know.Holly said fine. She came back in the room telling me what Mary said. I just shrugged. What can we say? The next day we were having a few beers watching a ballgame. Mary was laying on the floor on her stomach head propped up by her elbows. Knees bent. We could see right up her nightshirt. We could see the. His response was short and to the point “Do whatever you have to do Jake, and if I can help you in any way, just ask. He gave me his private cell number with the admonishment. Jake, if I don’t get a call from you, I’ll be super pissed. I may have some resources even you don’t know about.”That evening I went out to our favorite neighborhood Italian restaurant and had eggplant parmesan with two draft Yuenglings, the best domestic beer available. It felt very strange to eat alone and not have. I left without a word, wiping my face with my tee-shirt. The back of my throat hurt, my lips were numb. My entire face ached. But the real damage wasn't physical. I had been thoroughly skull-fucked. I felt small, empty. Victor and his monster had undone me. I knew that I was broken, not for the day, but for good. I hurried home, an insect with an desperate erection.Sally was at the kitchen counter when I pressed my hardness against her butt. It was a mistake. I should merely have. Before she could ring the bell itwas opened by Sally "My you are eager, you had better come on in." Noticingthe bag Melody was carrying she commented "You didn't have to bring anything,we have all you will need" She led her through the house and upstairs to one of the large bedrooms. "You'llfind some clothes in the wardrobe, change into them. You can put your own thingsin that rubbish bag on the floor, you won't need them for a while. When you'vedone come down to the lounge" Hesitantly Melody.