"Steph..." I'm kidding Mom, jeeze." I shook my head. "Mark is really good, he doesn't try to do anything, I swear." I know, he's a good boy. We like h...im a lot, but..." And Chris, well you met him already." I smiled. "He's so sweet, he'd never do anything, like force me or anything." I know ... I didn't say he would, but..." They're both so nice, Mom," I promised her. "And I already told Mark I wasn't going to do anything. I'm not ready for all that stuff." You told him that?" Uh-huh," I nodded.. They'll find you when they go to the bus barn."Caleb answered just as softly, "You don't need money from me, Jorge."Caleb pushed feelings of loss, desolation and loneliness into the forefront of Jorge's mind, the same way Al had communicated with him at the crash site."You just want to scare a white guy. It really isn't necessary," Caleb said as he took the image in Jorge's memory of Jesus on a cross and pushed it to the forefront of Jorge's mind along with feelings of safety and love.Jorge. I looked up from my tear stained eyes, my s****r still being r4ped by the monster. Her legs were up high, behind his neck, the rope around her ankles keeping her trapped this way. Her ass was up high off the bed, his monstrous cock still fucking her, her bound body bouncing around like a doll, her muffled screams of pain filling the room. I felt his hand grab my pussy harshly, his fingers digging into my torture flesh. “But first sweet young missy, with the cute little titties and this sweet. As she crouched to pick up the bra she heard the noises coming from the bedroom and suddenly, sickeningly, things became clearer.Already pretty sure what she was going to see she walked unsteadily into the hallway leading to their bedroom, stopping at the door and peering through the crack.As she had expected Nick was laid on his back on the bed, not alone, sat astride him, riding that cock she knew so well was a small Asian woman, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Rachel watched for a second,.