Group Encounter With Shared Oral Pleasure

He passed us downstairs, looking messed up as hell. Anyone willing to spend that kind of money on something so petulant had to be wealthy. There was more shouting, but I was too far gone to even pay attention to it. I’d also been kicked around and threatened enough for one lifetime. I stalked past her and paused at the door. “Really fucking hard.”

“Why didn’t you?” she asked. He’s kicking me out of the house! “I don’t think they’re bluffing, sir,” Liz said. I wanted to tell her she could move past it. If it did belong to the drive they were asking me for, then whoever took it was likely linked to Roger and whoever else was responsible for my kidnapping. Even the shittiest of people could leave a warm spot on your heart that made you miss them.