She checked in with me every night, telling me about her day." What is the name of the person who is missing?" Georgette Fulton. She's my fiancée." I... assume she was driving a vehicle. Can you give me a description?" Yes. It's a dark blue Chev Traverse, rented from Avis in Boise," I continued, giving her the license number."Can you describe Ms. Fulton?" Five-foot-nine, one-hundred-and-fifty pounds, age thirty, blonde hair, blue eyes." Does she have any scars, tattoos or piercings?" No .... . . or if you live in one of the God-forsaken States that bans possessing/reading such material . . then please, PLEASE, go someplace else.This is not some 4 page fuck/suck story. This story consists of almost 30 chapters! It has the main story, the back story, lots of detail, enough sex to satisfy almost everyone and some humor. It will be posted in multiple segments.Lastly, ‘A Special Bond’ is a Trilogy. ‘Long Weekend at the Lake’ is the second part and will be followed by the Prequel and. ." he mumbled as he remembered were he was as he shook off his doze "yeah... sweetie your life wasn't good enough, you did amazingly but you never should have gone through it at all, Voldemort wasn’t your problem to face; and quite honestly? we all failed you either deliberately or indirectly, myself included" Lily said sombrely causing Harry to look at her in surprise "What! no you didn't! Mom, you saved me, how could you think that!" he said shocked, Lily smiled sadly at her son "sweetie, we. There is a loud CRACK, and I feel my ribs break; breathing becomes a excruciating chore. Spider webs of pure torture blossom from the point where he'd struck me. My scream echoes around the small room well after I run out of breath. "Watch it and weep, or I'll hit you again. You don't have to watch long. She’s pretty loose, but as soon as I'm done, I'll put you both out of your misery." You won't get away with this," I wheeze, having a hard time getting enough air."Won't I? What is there to get.