She would phone a contact person, tell him what she wanted, and he'd arrange to get it done pronto. The Army had attacked our home with one day's noti...ce, so the rule was that they had to jump to do whatever Vanessa wanted within one day, unless she wasn't in a hurry or there were acceptable extenuating circumstances.When Vanessa decided they'd paid back "enough", she'd tell them their "sentence" had finished. "Enough" was Vanessa's opinion of the damage they'd caused to our home, the terror. He wanted to meet me and take me on a 'date', or as he called it, a 'debauchery date'. I was to dress up and we would go to one of the local porn theaters where he would fuck me senseless. We met at one of the bookstores on Broadway and played around in a few booths first. He watched me tease a couple of older gentlemen before we went to the theater which was right down the street. As we walked in, there was a, arcade of booths in the back and the theater was up a few stairs off to the side. I. I needed no further prompting, so off we went to my room, entering from the car park so we didn't pass the reception, an obvious precaution.I left Kelly in my room to put the kettle on while I popped across to reception to get some chocolate and ice cream from the vending machines. When I returned the sound from the TV didn't sound like a horror film, and it definitely wasn't Top Gear on Dave, but it set the tone for the next few hours."I didn't see this film listed by the TV..." I joked"mmm,. ”“What’s that?” Cara asked.The other girls were almost strangling while trying to stifle their giggles caused by the dead-pan humor.“He’ll just have to hit me over the head with his club and take me when I’m unconscious.” But then she became more cheerful as she continued, “But if he’s anything at all like you, Mother, I’ll recover consciousness long before he’s ready to release. I could keep cuming for hours more after that.” Then she just shook her head sadly.“What’s the problem?” Cara asked..