Slowly, the tenor of Eve's cries changed. She wasn't being very loud any more. Her sobs sounded more like... moans of pleasure? “Oh Roger! I'm such ...a slut. Rape me!” It looked like my suspicions were being confirmed. Eve had always had a cock-craving whore locked deep inside her, and I guess some forced sex was the way she could finally let it out. I was of two minds about this. On one hand, my power play to finally but the bitch in her place wasn't quite panning out as I expected. On the. Her eyes were still so full of tears. She pulled herself up off the hood of the car, forgot herself for a second and placed weight on her foot and winced. She almost fell backwards before I stepped forward and placed my hand on the small of her back to prevent her from sitting on the road. ‘I think I’ve broken my fucking foot kicking my car.’ The temptation to say ‘no shit’ was quickly canceled out when I realized I was within slapping distance if I dared. ‘Ma’am, I’m going to lift you onto the. “I don’t want to report this to Human resources, the last time I did they fired the person.” I tell her. I stand before her at the desk. Tears are forming in her eyes as she looks at me. She clearly believes she will be ruined. She may lose her job, her reputation in the community will be trashed, and maybe even her husband will lose his position; all because she gave in to those dark desires of hers. Ok, I think now it is time to soften the blow I place my hands on her shoulders and ask, “Are. I have no clue what I could have done to deserve this.” He paused and looked down at his ‘drink’. “She hasn’t been in here either since then, has she?”The ‘bartender’ looked away for a moment, then back at him. “I can’t lie to you Franco, much as it would make things easier. She’s been in here most every night, just as miserable as you look right now.”Emanuel let his voice fill with desperation. “Did she tell you what happened? If so, you gotta let me know. I need to make this right.”The boy.