"Wha... what are you doing Johnny?" Bailey was stunned by his action. "Where... where do you think you're taking me?" Relax Bailey," Johnny told her. ...I'm gonna make up for my mess right now."When they reached Jennifer's bedroom, both were stunned frozen into silence. There before them, their three friends were busily stroking their hard cocks in the receptionist panties. Shy Bailey just turned around, covering her eyes from the lewd sight."Uhm, guys," Johnny coughed. "Would you mind stopping. You must not let that guilt overwhelm her. At times, you will have to support her. Hold her when she cries and remind her of your brothers' love. You will have to give her your love too. Can you do this?"I nodded and wondered who was going to help me. Tears came again. I excused myself and went upstairs to my own solitude.That dinner began the slow destruction of our family. Before this, I think mom volunteered at the cancer society. By the next week, mom announced that she had obtained a. .."No! Not my Davie! Not my precious little girl!He turned off the ignition and left the Porsche in the middle of the road. Then he walked stealthily to the cluster of foliage behind the spot where Trish Byers had gone to the bathroom. It was a shallow depression in the verdant dune. A dark, wet island in the alabaster sand and a crumpled wet tissue provided confirmation. He avoided those and crept silently to the elevated ledge of the dune.What he saw blew his mind completely and made his eyes. The SalonAs the early sunset of mid January darken the suite I was awaken bySuzanne and a new beauty. Suzanne carried a large tray with anassortment of food and drink. I focused my still groggy head on thevoluptuous woman that Suzanne introduced as Margrette. She was tallerthan Suzanne but a bit heavier with a splendid ass. She cleared thestand for Suzanne and sat down beside me, possibly to help stabilize mystill weak core. I picked slowly through the food items, eating somecheese and fruits,.