The two thoughts it expressed were difficult for her to hold in her head at the same time.One night, Sirinna lay awake trying to understand Amanda's d...sires to little avail. Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she had a fleeting flash of insight. It was like the brief bits of imagery that sometimes flickered through her head in that moment of twilight before full slumber, of people and places she was sure she had never seen before yet seemed strangely familiar to her. In that moment she. . .?"It was obvious what Ruth was hinting at and Kristen's eyes involuntarily dropped to that area between their mother's legs. Ann got the hint as well and let out a pleading cry when she saw her eldest girl's eyes lower. She shifted her weight quickly, opening up her stance to better expose her already swampy cunt."Yes! Oh, yes!" Ann sighed. "Please . . ."Edging a little closer, Kristen rested one hand on the older woman's hip and sent the other one probing down between her legs. A shout. Andrea pulled it to her just as she felt a tug on her legs."Let's go!" She heard the urgency in his voice and paused at the reality of their situation.Her pant leg caught on something and stopped her progress back to where he waited in anger and trepidation. Her hands shook as she worked the container loose and stood up to face him. Todd shoved her ahead of him a few feet at a time back through her apartment and into the hallway. Worry masked the exhaustion on his face.Andrea noticed the sounds. I think that the problem with guns is that it’s easier to kill someone with a gun than with a knife – maybe too easy. As you might have gathered, we had a big discussion about this around the lunch table after the TV show had been on.So anyway, what was I saying? Oh yes, the gun in Dad’s closet.The even scarier thought was that maybe Dad was the sort of person who secretly took a gun with him to go places where he might have to kill people – and that he’d hidden that part of his life from us,.