“Your penis looks very sore, does it hurt?” urged Cecile in a soft voice. Lost for words I nodded a reply. As I did so, Cecile shuffled closer, st...ill on her knees, and reached out to take a gentle grip around the shaft of my aching cock. Tightening her hold slightly, she eased my foreskin back as far as it would go, as my pre-cum trickled down over her fingers. “I think you have torn your foreskin a little. It’s nothing to worry about, but I’m going to put some antiseptic cream on it to be. Newspaper clippings, weird knick knacks that looked like they came from a dollar store. There were a few photos of varying quality, the only one that stood out being of an older man posing with a much younger girl. And while the older man looked to be a bit raggedy, maybe even homeless the young girl was beautiful, stunningly so. She COULD have been his daughter James figured before digging deeper. At the very bottom of the box was yet ANOTHER box this one wrapped as well. James tore it open. ”I put on my jacket, hat, and gloves and left the room, passing Gene as he came to the door. I took the elevator down, walked to the lot, got into my car and headed for Elizaveta’s house. Twenty-five minutes later we met everyone at the Chinese restaurant.“Where are Sandy and Pete?” Sophia asked.“They went to Cincinnati for the weekend with Jason and Fran,” I replied. “Lara, where’s Sarah tonight?”“She and Al went to his parents’ house for dinner.”“Sounds serious!” Clarissa said.“It’s his. Drive to Monticello Utah to claim your daughter. She’s got a broken leg and broken ribs. She’s chained naked to a bunk in a big metal building with no heat. Take clothing and blankets. Take water. I’ll call the cops.” I gave her four hundred bucks and ushered her out the door. “Remember this. You got one free shot. No more. You haven’t been here. Tell nobody. You visited friends in Durango, understand?” She nodded and fled.Shit. Now I had to get the feebies involved. It crossed state lines. I.