Her fear was fucking beautiful. She was powerless and small and totally fucked. And then she pissed herself.Oh, the power we have to turn a woman into... this. It is intoxicating. We could smell her terror, see her fear running down her upside-down body towards her tits and face and we wanted more.John was laughing at her now. He looked at the yellow stream running into her hair and leaned closer to her face."Oh you fucking beautiful cunt," he said in a loud whisper, "I may just decide to keep. She wanted to impress her teammates and was really pushing to get into the best shape possible.Mike remained on the run. His gang tried the same drug trick in Chicago. Their quality control must have suffered because within a week five people had died after taking the drug. This included one gang member who took it to prove to his girlfriend that the drug was safe. Mike witnessed that death and immediately took off for Detroit, hoping to get lost in the crumbling city.Kelsey, Millie, Letty and. The comforting sound of the ocean calmed me as best as it could.For the gazillionth time, I checked my watch.A gazillion times later, I heard the sliding glass door open."Are you ready, Mommy?"Not really, I thought, but that was not an acceptable response. "Whenever you are." Let's take Mom's car," she said softly. When we got to the garage, she surprised me by getting in on the passenger's side. As was our custom, I slipped my shoes off and drove barefoot. We pulled out of the garage and the. Maeson heard Kimber coming back down the stairs and watched the trials and tribulations of her working with the arm bar. He liked the way it looked on her and wondered if perhaps he should think about rope work more; this of course led to the memory of having her tied up on the bed her legs spread apart, his handiwork tying her up for display and use.Kimber went and left, coming back to clean up the mess she had made. He could get used to this, and he couldn’t help but toy around with the idea.