A Massacre

In the dim room. "I've told you everything I can. Can you let me go?" Tears glimmered in Betty's eyes as she caressed her ample breasts, putting on a pitiful expression in hopes of stirring Jino's compassion. He was a powerful man. Powerful people should show mercy to the weak, shouldn't they? "You mentioning it reminded me." Jino, who had been about to leave, stopped. He turned and walked toward Betty, gently stroking the woman's pure, beautiful cheek with one hand. "Hee hee.