However I noticed in my mirror that they turnedround to look in my direction a couple of times as theywalked into the distance and as I was going for ... runany way I set off shortly afterwards in their generaldirection.I could find no sign of them and was about to give upand resume my run when I heard these most incrediblegrunting and groaning sounds. They came from a group ofbushes a few yards away and I crept forward into aclearing and there he was – pumping and pounding awaywith his hot. “And you’ve taken out your revenge on the daughters, instead of the fathers?” asked Linda incredulously.“Oh, no. The daughters are simply the instruments of my revenge. My revenge is on the fathers, losing their daughters to rape and mutilation the same way I lost mine.”“But, killing innocent women...”“Regrettably, yes.”“You’re crazy!”“The same thing your deputy said shortly before I placed the bag over her head. If there is any comfort for you, she died of asphyxiation. I simply mutilated her. "The only thing I want is you. Is that a new outfit?" I asked as I pulled her to the bedroom.She was flustered and scared. She tried to pull free from me, but I had anticipated that and held tight. I unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. She had resigned herself to her fate. I thought she might burst into tears as I undressed her.Nan's beautiful tits were red and swollen. Her nipples were still hard. I unzipped her skirt and let it drop from her hips to the floor."No underwear? Aren't we. I was enjoying looking at her walking into the living room. Her stilettos enhanced the beauty in her perfect shaped nylon legs. Her voluptuous body, her legs, and the way she was walking were such in synch with her mature sensuality. I was like being in love. Or was it lust? Or was it both?‘You are looking wonderful,’ I said.‘Well, thank you, you are so sweet. But today I’m wearing thighs. Not an everyday thing for me you know. I love my girdles too much. But tights can be practical and under.