The thought itself seemed to pain him more than Georgie’s beating did; and for a moment I wanted to deny it, I felt the need to try make it okay. Porn Home eventually, I’ve traveled a long way to find you.”
“Why me?” Clyde scooted closer and stroked the side of my face with his rough callused fingers. I cried out when he helped me sit up, but the cold floor felt good on my rear. “You will watch the way you speak to me,” he growled. His hand cupped the back of my head when he pulled away he rested his forehead against mine and took a few deep breaths. I nodded, the strange man set the knife down and grabbed a nearby piece of rope and began winding it in
