Bab 82: Chapter 81

As I approach them, I hear Mrs. Hallowell crying. They are both sitting, hands and feet bound to chairs.

Rebecca looks up at me and starts to scream for her husband.

"Tim! Wake up! Please! He's here!" She starts to sob as she looks at her unconscious husband. It brings me great satisfaction to see her disheveled. Her matted hair was in a bun. Her black eye makeup is running down her cheeks, and red lipstick is smudged to one side. She's wearing a red bikini with a cream-colored mesh poncho on top that is hanging off one shoulder.

Rebecca's fake, beautiful round breasts are held up only by the tiny bikini top. Her look gives me pause. That is one thing I give Tim credit for. His wife definitely is breathtaking to be an older woman.

I lick my lips at the thought. Rebecca has a fantastic body! If I didn't hate this woman so much, I would've drugged her and had my way with her.

"God, why Maxwell!?! Why are you doing this!?"