Route in the rubble for .

Lara hadn't had a hit in hours, and she was ****. As soon as the flames subsided she entered her burnt husk of a home to try to find what was left of her stash. She crawled on her hands and knees, her ruined tit dragging on the floor, as she looked for the floorboard she had hidden her **** under. They were gone. Edgar must have taken them. She collapsed into the ash, completely broken. She had no way of making any more money, and she had lost everything. She winced in pain as she felt her wounded saggy tit again, staring at her uneven melons. She knew she was fucked.

She heard footsteps. Three men approached her.

"Woah you are a mess bitch", they said. Looking at Lara's writhing body. "Edgar said you wanted some ****".

Lara's eyes widened at the thought, "Please", she said, holding out her arm to the men.

"It doesn't look like you have the money", the man replied. "Why don't you come with us and we will sort you out". With that one of the men hauled Lara's body over their shoulder and placed her in the back of a van.