”“I don’t think Bec’s actually giving you the silent treatment,” said Sam. I could feel him leaning up against me slightly so that he could ...talk around me to Leroy.“She’s just not talking right now. She does that sometimes – when she’s upset or freaked out about something or pissed off or feeling arty or a mixture of those. Right now, I think she’s feeling arty.”“How do you know?” asked Leroy.“Look at her plate,” said Sam.They both looked down at my plate. I’d created a kind of floral pattern. “Rachel calls three or four times a week,” Dee said. “I think she misses having her mother around to give her advice. Being out in the world is so hard on them.”“Randall says Livy does the same thing. Our children miss us and will always be our children,” Bert said. “Missing them is part of our burden.”“I spoke with Riko yesterday. She was very tired because she says Desiree calls her after rehearsal every night. Usually about eleven. They talk for hours,” Mom said.I guess we’re all bonding. My rented villa here consisted of a four room house, which I maintained in decent shape, and a detached garage, in which I stored all kinds of junk. Under and in the junk were all kinds of treasures, mostly money and some guns, but included were some pictures: one of Carolyn and me on our honeymoon, and one of my squad. I had been stopping here from time to time to establish that the place wasn't empty. Ostensibly, I worked on a pipeline for an unnamed oil and gas company, did business with. And they set it under me, between my legs, pressed up against my cunt. And then they pull up my feet and tie my ankles to my legs so I cannot stand, and then they stop holding my body up and all my weight is now on my arms where they are tied over me. And they let the rope out through the pulley and now more of my weight is now right on my cunt on the top of that cone! But the top is so big it can only fit inside my cunt a little bit, so it spreads my poor cunt open more and more. They took.