Page . The girl looked shocked and disgusted and fearful and I stared right through her. Right through her clothes. Which wouldnt be on her that much longer. I continued, You dont have to say right now. Give it some thought and Ill be back to get an answer from you later. Think about it lots. In fact, dont think about anything else. The girl still looked fearful but a little relieved as I brushed by her breastlet and unhanded her and stepped away to get back

Page . It was time for our first conversation. I had them both, mother and daughter, kidnapped and completely under my control in my secret holding place far from prying eyes or where anyone might hear their useless screams for me to stop or for help. Id had them this way for several hours by now, and it was time to get on with my plans. Get my balls rolling, so as to say and I really looked forward to our first words since their capture.

Page . No we. I said. What? What are you talking about? She was worried. No we. I replied and continued. The mill and a half is for you. You alone. Not the kid too. No. No, no, no. But you said. She stammered. No, you said. You assumed. And as you said before, assumptions are often wrong and your assumption is fucking wrong.