Never once did I mention about what had really killed him—no one would have believed me anyhow. My wife and I, and practically half of the town, had...attended his funeral, his wife had been comatose, too weak to even accept the news that her erstwhile tormentor was now six feet under. There had been a mild celebration afterwards, and the next day and the day after that, the town’s business had gone on like it usually does in such places. Years later people had forgotten about Magnus. But not me,. There were several kids who also lived in our neighborhood who rode the bus with us and Emily was walking and talking with a couple of the girls. I walked behind with some of my friends.Once we got home Emily went to her room and I went to mine. First thing I did was retrieve the SD card. I didn’t feel right about it and was going to erase it. The whole shower idea had worked out well, but it was wrong. Emily was my sister and I would never do anything to hurt her. I felt bad about the whole. .. ) Getting word one day that her grandmother had been feeling under the weather, she baked a basketfull of goodies to take to her. (brownies, rice krispie treats, chocolate chip cookies - for those who are sticklers for detail). Ever since her parents had disappeared in a horrific Bermuda Triangle accident 2 years ago, the old woman had been her only kin and she felt it was her duty to see how she was faring. Donning the red hooded cape that her grandmother had made her, complete with. Spaghetti straps, no bra.Linda came over to me, straddle me and whisper in my ear. She said, I shaved my pubic hair off and I’m not wearing any panties. I started nibbling on her neck. She said, Tonight. She got off of me and said by, and said by to Rob too.It was getting late and the fight we were watching was over. Linda came home, it was after midnight. She was drunk, a few guys kept buying them drinks. She stumble in, I had no clue what she was saying. Rob and I took her to the bedroom. We.