She was ordered to go down on all fours and Joe inspected her pussy.“Mommy, you are full of fresh sperm. You have been fucking someone recently. Thi...s can’t be from our morning sex. Who have you fucked, Mom? SPIT IT OUT, BITCH!” He slapped her butt hard. Stupidly, she kept on lying until her sons lost patience.“Mom, you are such a slut and we cannot trust you. We have to punish you and get to know whom you have fucked. Come over here bitch!”Tanya began to cry when she approached her eldest son. What it did do was prove – if they believed me – that the missing women were alive. And tonight, I had more proof regarding the pattern of the kidnappings.I made it to my apartment. The party inside was rocking on while I fought off the surge of emotions that said I had failed to protect Jordan. I walked in and stood by the open door watching everyone talk, laugh, drink and eat.I had never thrown a party before. Really, this wasn’t even my party. Everyone decided to hold it here because I was. "No we do not have a reservation. Will that be a problem?" I asked as I looked at the dining room which was only about half full."Let me check with my manager." She said and quickly scurried away.As she did an older couple who were probably in their seventies was leaving and walked by us. Both of their heads turned to look at Amy."Well I have never!" Said the older lady while her husband coughed loudly.I turned and watched as the husband held the door open for his wife as she walked away. Then. She was carelessly gorgeous – like she just woke up looking like a Victoria’s Secret model. Blonde hair, stunning emerald eyes, a light dusting of freckles, and a tight little tan body.I, on the other hand, looked completely different. Brown hair, full, pink lips, porcelain skin. Mitchell always joked that my big blue eyes made me look like a Cosplay girl. I had a fit body like Lara, but I was more full-figured than her. I had a tiny waist, but my ass was big for my frame and my breasts were a.