Naturally, a configuration looked ominously official. More than likely, the car had reinforced suspension, bulletproof windows and armor plating. Insi...de, the occupants probably had an arsenal. The dark tinted reflective windows concealed the passengers. There was no doubt in my mind they were heavily armed and dangerous. I knew it was headed in my direction. Angled and slanted in front of my boat, the car was ready for a quick escape.“Ahoy there, Captain Helm,” the front seat passenger called. I had a strong suspicion that Joyce had talked Kara out of it for some reason, or that just a question or two had caused Kara to back away from it. I was sure that I would find out later what had happened. It didn’t upset me, because it hadn’t been something I was expecting.My guess was that Joyce was concerned about how it would affect Kara to see me have sex with someone else. I knew Joyce wasn’t bothered by the notion of a threesome. The more I thought about that, the more I was sure that. Hart Street school. Miss Sutton's class. Shetold us to sit together right at the back because you always came top intests and I was always second.I knew it.I fucking knew it.Ruth came to Northcroft before she took my body. She came here with aspecific purpose in mind, failed to achieve it and reckoned she'd have abetter chance if she was disguised as Richard Brookbank.Because Helen would have trusted Richard enough to welcome him into herhome.I wasn't just a decoy.Ruth wanted something from. I was pressing it really hard, slapping it and squeezing it. I got a belt from the floor and started to hit his balls the tip of the belt to which he started calling me bitch and asking me to stop what I was doing. I started hitting his balls harder and told asked him to apologize to his princess and plead her for more. He said no ways, it’s hurting. I hit him again and later he started saying, please princess, it hurts but I like it, give me more. I played around like that for some more time.