.why?’ In answer I press my lips to the hollow to his throat sipping and tasting and i feel the vibration of his growl on my lips. I find the spot o...f shoulder and neck and taste with open mouth and stroking tongue as he groans and shudders tightening me to him and thrusting one slow thrust against my groin and belly. ‘Now babe, I need You’ is his plea as he moves to cover me with his strength, encompass me with his love and I am slick in my wait for him to claim me ….again. Bodies close, eyes. I was not sleeping well as I was traveling a lot.He smiled kindly and pointed to the first option in the card, which said “Rejuvenation Massage”. It went on to explain that it was a massage done with hot oil and followed by a steam bath and a shower. I nodded my head in agreement. He spoke very little English, so I just pointed to the option on the card. The man smiled as he said, “Come.” I was led to a small room with a long wooden table on one side. The masseuse gestured to clothes rack on. Branded ‘The Seven Hills Rapist’, Mr. Benton was serving a sentence of 15-years to life. Authorities have not released any further details, but a source which declined to be named said that Mr. Benton was murdered with a makeshift knife, called a shiv, by another prisoner who knew one of the girls.““Holy fucking shit! It couldn’t happen to a nicer guy! Does Bethany know?” I asked.“I have no idea. I just read it to you from the Cincinnati Enquirer so her parents probably saw it.”“I’m calling. Selwyn and Ned were seated on the two sofas opposite from one another. After introductions, I sat on one of the chairs.Ned was big and bulky, standing six-foot-two tall. He wasn’t great looking but attractive in a masculine way. In fact, he looked like your typical macho tradesman. He had a short cropped beard and sported a brush cut hairstyle. I would later learn that he was the cook at the local diner and that the haircut was a requirement of the management, at that establishment.Selwyn next.