”Vivian said, “By the way, I once saw a drawing done in the early twentieth century. It showed two nuns using scourges on each other."“Whoever d...id that probably got it right. Brides of Christ; let's see how much screwing they get out of him.”Despite her newly developing religious skepticism, that still sounded like blasphemy to Vivian. “Cathy, maybe you shouldn't say things like that.”Cathy didn't even dignify that statement with an answer. Instead, she said, “Man, I really feel like I need to. “I bought you a coffee once. Remember? I go to that coffee house every day same time as you.” I was stunned, I do go to a coffee house every day. “You were always glued to that kindle book. I just couldn’t bring myself to interrupt you.” He murmured, sounding embarrassed. I opened my eyes to find his face is blushed. It was kind of cute.I was going to say something to him but he interrupted me as a second finger slid into me and slowly fucking me as it left me breathless and unable to think. I knew it wouldn’t be long before his blood got hot again. Soon he would finish off his enemies. What would he do then? Kill dogs and cats? No he liked the harder quarry, human beings. I was no psychiatrist but it struck me as if he had an urge to kill and he would continue killing anyone, anytime when his heart desired. No doubt the remainder of the Easton family would make a good starting point or a good future target at the very least. I wasn’t going to live in constant fear for the rest. Please don’t provoke Martin by panicking. Just act as if it’s business as usual.’ Saundra’s calm puzzled Martha. ‘But Saundra,’ Martha began. ‘Martha, I called Anthony earlier and told him what happened. He’s going to help me,’ Saundra interrupted her. ‘Just keep your distance from Martin. I don’t want you involved in any trouble because of me. Please.’ Martha hesitated not knowing what to say. She had admired Saundra for a long time and since their afternoon together she had fantasized about.