‘Yes, the door was locked, obviously I wanted privacy!!’ ‘But you see I…you looked like…your shoes..’ I couldn’t put together a coherent... sentence. ‘You fucking little pervert, how did you even get on my balcony?!’ You were so mad, but at the same time I couldn’t help but notice: you hadn’t stopped. You continued to work to the toy in and out of your perfectly trimmed crotch. The toy hummed loudly as the little protruding attachment pressed against your clit. Realizing I was still staring at. I’d swear she’s numb. She hasn’t shed a tear, which normally I’d say is fine as Grant wasn’t worth her tears, but that’s not Bella.’ ‘Do you know when his service is?’ ‘Not yet. The coroner has yet to release his body. Once that happens, then Bella can get the ball rolling. Do you want me to call you when I know?’ ‘Please. And Carmen.’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Thanks.’ ‘No problem. Bye.’ Zane ended his call as the forms appeared on his screen. He minimized the screen and dialed Bella’s number. After two rings. And this whole rescue thing is still unreal to her. I mean, she was trapped – and I mean that pretty literally – in a Hell of a situation. Gary, at the height of her despair, you snatched her from the one kind of escape that she was able to think of. In its place, you've presented her with an unimaginable, ungraspable, way out. She's in limbo right now – she can't process what's happening."Having run out of words for the moment, I stopped talking and looked up at Gary. His expression was. She tried very hard with her weight, constantly trying diets, thinking that her almost hourglass figure wasn’t enough for the gentlemen at her school. At 16, she decided to stay on for sixth form, hoping that with age, the attention she would get would increase. Sure enough she made lots of new friends and her confidence around others increased. She was one of the most popular people within her school, even heading for a ‘head girl’ certificate that would top everything her parents’ had ever.