I really didn’t understand.I enjoyed Thanksgiving with my folks.It’s the Friday after Thanksgiving and I’m making my personal appearance. I’m ...t the mall entrance to the store and attracting plenty of people. I’m signing autographs and talking with people. Most of them are female.In the distance, I see Christine. She’s walking with Julian but I only have eyes for her. I’m tall and can see over most crowds. I do this time. I walk toward her and the crowd parts. Christine is lovely and my mind. You like to watch it stretch my tight little hole to fit inside, don't you? And to see the white foamy juice that squeezes out as I slide it in and out faster and faster and deeper and deeper. Can you hear the squishy sound, my darling? I often have to play with my little clit as my toy goes in and out and I get so close to cumming. And before you know it we get to our little cottage. The first thing I want to do is take your clothes off so I can push you back on the bed and start kissing you. ‘Anything yet?’ Angela asks impatiently. Spencer looks up from the screen with a sincere look on his face. ‘Give me a little time. I’m not even sure what I’m looking for and it could be anywhere if it is even here.’ ‘It’s there I can assure you, just hurry because we haven’t got all day,’ she says with an unsteady smile. The gesture troubles Spencer and he is about to question her about it when a ding from the program stops him from doing so. ‘What is it?’ Angela asks quickly. Spencer chuckles. Somehow, part of her sensed that in a way he HAD been lenient the night before, a kind of fairness because she hadn’t known the rules. Now she was knowingly murdering, and whether or not she was killing men who had done evil, doing evil herself was going to cause her own kind of retribution. She supposed that might make some people stop, consider their actions, and perhaps change their minds about their course. But those people probably hadn’t had an adored older sister die in their arms, too.