How on earth could a female take such a huge thing up inside her belly? She didn't see how her mother kept it from splitting her open.For a moment the...man's penis lay quiet, like a great log, along the visibly throbbing vaginal furrow, the two great testicles hanging down wickedly from its hairy base. The trembling young girl could see the foreskin slipping back over the pulsating purplish tip as it slid down along her mother's widespread buttocks, the blood-engorged head bursting forth again. Usually he could hear Doris cleaning the floors or Lucia banging pots and pans together. He walked to the bathroom and took his aspirin. On the way out, he thought he heard muffled cries or moans. He listened more carefully. The sound seemed to come from the spare bedroom. He tiptoed towards the door. He turned the knob slowly and opened the door enough so that he could see in. He smiled to himself and his rod began to stiffen. What he saw was, in his mind, remarkably exciting. Lucia was on her. “Yes I do, may I sit with you” I added. “Sure” she said. We sat and chatted for awhile she told me she lived with her granddaughter and that her husband had recently passed away. She asked if I lived alone or was I married and did I have any children living with me, I said no to both questions, telling her I lived alone. She came right out and asked me my age and I told her I was 55yrs young, she smiled and asked me to guess her age, I said around fifty, she replied she was 64yrs young and. He knew that. He was as much a murderer as the man who'd actually killed his employer. He'd lied in court about his role in the slaughter, but he knew the truth. It was he, as much as anyone else, who had murdered Eden St. John-Easton. As expected, the circumstances that accompanied the murder excused him of any blame. Who could have known just how much out of hand the rioters would get? But whether premeditated or not, it was Theo who'd allowed it to happen.The guilt plagued Theo more than he.