"I had my bleeding again last week," Lieselotte said sadly."Did my son perform his duties on you on those special days the Jewess mentioned?"Lieselott...e nodded, even showing a faint smile."He did, more than once. It ... it felt so good those times, and I thought I should have caught. I think I even wailed once much like Ingeburg does. I thought that should be enough." Did you speak to the Jewess about it?" I did. She ... she said something..." What?" Please don't be angry at me or her, but she. She turned back slowly and looked into the leering eyes of My Johnson. “ummm hello sir, could I please borrow some milk, I’ve run out and my mum won’t be home with anymore for ages,” Megan looked down at the floor as she asked not wanting to see his lust filled eyes looking at her. “Ah sweet Megan, I would love to help you out, but what is it worth,” he started hard at her chest as he said this and she suddenly felt very conscious and her mouth turned into a frown and she stammered without. She can’t stand his name. Sometimes she’ll refer to him as her ex, but usually he’s just ‘him’. I make sure she hears me approaching. She looks at me briefly, her eyes blurred with tears, and nods. She turns away. I come closer, slowly, and wrap my arms around her. I have her arms in an ‘X’ pattern and I hold them there. I hold her close to me as she cries. She can’t move, and she continues to bawl in my arms. She probably saw a photo, a post, some sort of trigger. Or she could have just been. I had to sc**** together the cash to pay for my very first shoot. The guy that was with her had seen better days. He looked like a biker without a bike. He had to have been in his mid 40s.I had spent the previous two weeks getting my film studio ready. Ok, it was a dining room with a fresh coat of paint and all of the furniture shoved into the living room. Ah yes. Let’s not forget about my high tech equipment at the time. Armed with a cheap Wal-Mart special camera shop lights from Home Depot,.