It looked to be some kind of portrait of our family. It was me, my mom, Lucy, and…My dad. At the thought of my dad I started feeling angry. My dad h...d walked out on our family when I was 10. It was a few months after Lucy was born. He had visitation rights to us, not that he ever did except Christmas, but Id never gotten over how miserable he made my mom. Looking at her now, youd never tell. She was now a successful business woman. She was so happy and full of life. She set down the sandwhich. " I'll do my best not to listen," Stacy said. They smiled at each other. Both of them knew she'd be hanging on every moan, whimper, squeal and shout."But, if I call for you, you'll come running, won't you?" LeighAnn asked."Scouts honor," Stacy answered.They stood at the bottom of the stairs. LeighAnn looked at Stacy and smiled wanly."Look," Stacy said, "go up there and have the time of your life. You getting laid, that's all. And, the best thing about it is you've got Mike's permission. Guilt. Why were the exact words lost? If the missing part of The Prophecy was hidden in an area of Dad's brain, and he had read it last night, then the words still existed. If Lisa attempted to erase it, she had to have read it also. Someone was hiding something. Did I really want to know the secret this time?Victoria was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling when I entered the room. Her cheeks were wet from the tears she had shed. I pulled her close to me and wrapped my arms around her, as she did. “Have you two sexy ass Mexican’s been fucked this morning?” Meghan asked.“No, we were hoping you would help us fuck, Murphy, we are as horny as hell.” Gloria grinned.“Let’s get me a beer, and a handful of rubbers, and we’ll fuck his dick, until we drain him.” Meghan said, and we all followed her inside. I wasn’t going to miss this. Those girls can screw a pump pipe out of the ground, with their tight pussies, and Meghan could screw it back in again, with hers.Angelina and Gloria are both close.