She smiled weakly at her, feeling better now that Nikki could see that she was suffering as well. Nikki looked ill, with red eyes that bore witness to... her ordeal, and skin that had all the marks of an uncontrolled beating. Bruises mingled with the red lacerations across her back. Lauren was unable to tell for certain whether there was any sign of blood, but some of the wounds certainly looked like they would open up into serious injuries during any further assault.Snow burst across the TV. "Okay, so look into my eyes and listen to my voice as you reach into my robes... if you want," they winked. Justin obliged, reaching an eager hand upwards along Esmerelda's thigh. He almost felt as though the room was spinning as his hand slid the final few inches into the robe. SNAPA strategically placed mousetrap went off on Justin's finger with enough force to jolt him backward. Esmerelda laughed and picked up the joke mouse-pussy trap, handing it over to him. The room no longer felt like it. Just like that. He then stuffed what he had of the clock inside her.” The farmgirl continued to squeeze the udders, not looking back at Julie. “But that’s not the worst of it. The man then took her workings up to that hollowed out clock and placed them neatly inside. And ... somehow, the clock started right back up ticking again. That enraged Mr. Palmer something fierce, but even as they took him away, the clock struck the hour like it always did.”“God help me.” Julie backed away from the girl,. For a moment, everyone was frozen in place while staring at Tim. It took a second for the pain to hit Tim’s brain. When it did, Tim cried out.The man with board recognized Tim. He staggered back and swore, “Shit!”Getting extremely upset, Benny, who had been standing beside his friend, interposed himself between Tim and the man who had hit him. He took up a protective stance and was ready to go after the man who had hurt Tim.Recognizing the man, Tim said, “Mr. Martin! You broke my arm.”That.