"Who are the men in this picture?" he asked.Betty told him who the 3 men were. All 3 were Horizon executives. One man worked in the local office and t...e other 2 men were from the headquarters office. Bynum had forced Betty to have sex with 2 of the men in the picture on another occasion. The second picture showed Betty having sex with a different man and 4 others watching and drinking whiskey. Betty identified the 2 new faces as Horizon people that worked in Bynum's office. Ed wrote down the. ’ He took some time to think over what I had told him. ‘What about your mother? Does she have any influence over him insomething like this?’ I shook my head and let it drift downward. ‘She’s that pathetic woman who has to pretend it’s not happening,’ he said. ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘Me too. She doesn’t have the spine to stand up for herself, let alone me.’ I was surprised to hear the venom in my voice. I hadn’t realized how much it upset me. To look at our faces, an observer might have thought we were in. * SlaveBitch reaches down to start rubbing my own clit with my palm* rockdyke undoes her trousers and slides both them and her pants to the floor make yourself useful* SlaveBitch rubs my clit in circles as I grind back on your hand* SlaveBitch reaches back just a bit further and begins lightly jerking yor clit* rockdyke sighs loudly your* do it fucking properly you lazy whore* SlaveBitch rubs it back and forth, and gets my fingers wet with your juices. I tease your slit with my index finger*. Tomasz steps to the foot of the bed, anxious. “What is it?” he asks. She doesn’t answer, doesn’t awaken. Instead, she starts to tremble. She’s cold, just as he is. Freezing like him. It’s enough to put the sunlight in retreat. Then he realizes the shadow he carries with him seems to drift over her like clouds over the desert. Tomasz leans over her, further and further until he’s practically hovering above her face, yet he doesn’t touch her. He searches her strained expression for an answer..