Rebecca looked up at her bedroom window and saw movement. Shit, thought Rebecca. XXX Robert’s wife and two children waiting for their breakfast. As soon as they reached the sauna, Marin’s hands were on the young man’s body. Noticing a refrigerator in the garage, Rebecca ran over and grabbed half a dozen beer cans, opening each and emptying them into the flower bed. But it was no use. She needed to have her mind obliterated and her muscles torn to pieces. Marin rode out the waves of ecstasy, smiling down with withering amusement at the young man whose face was buried below. She wanted to resist the temptation, but it was too strong.
