I pull deeper on the knife to cause the she-victim to whimper. My cock jumps at her sound. He looks at her in concern, as he obeys my demands. His bac...k is to me now, and I carefully push his wife closer to him and check the tightness of the handcuffs. I quickly sheathe my knife, twist her arm behind her, and secure her arms with another set of handcuffs. I push her into the middle of the adjoining living room, gather the back of her shirt collar with my right fist, and abruptly push her. You can see the reaction of Rusty and Regan and they look defeated but most of all, they have this nervous look. I can really tell that they are doing these games most of the time and something is going to happen. Chuck swam toward me and whispered to my ear if I wanted to take his winning. First, I was confused but I really want to do it if it is sexually related. Second, I do not want to show that I am a flaming homosexual and I want to play it cool. I ask Chuck what will be the winning bet. Moreau will have me killed, if for no other reason than because I failed in my mission to kill you, Agent Hanes. He attaches no value to human life at all. Initially, the plan was for me to come here as an experienced teacher. I was told that the teacher I was to impersonate died in a fall on icy steps, but I strongly suspect Mr. Moreau caused that death to happen. When Principal Boswell didn't hire me, Moreau changed the plan so that I was to come here as a common laborer for the borer crew.. Tony agreed with that, and she used a light raincoat, feeling foolish because the day was so hot and bright. Tony wore his toga, too, but he had pulled on pants under it. She had insisted.In the back seat of the car was an ice cooler, loaded with soft drinks and the makings for sandwiches. They planned to spend all afternoon at the pasture, having a picnic, being free in the open, and trying their best to feel as if they were in ancient Rome or Greece.Tony chattered constantly about what he had.