Instead, I work at the Piggly-Wiggly, and hide in my room. I’m always looking over my shoulder, knowing that one day, my turn will come. It’s been...four years now, and my daughters are out of college. I don’t even have an address for them. If I did, I don’t know if I’d write, the last few experiences weren’t good. No, I pass my time, working, eating and sleeping, always wondering, fearful, sometimes even regretful. The last frame of that evil video, showing Martin and Sybil on that bed, their. John was between my Tracy’s legs giving her one heck of a tongue thrashing. Tracy was very vocal about where John’s tongue was, and was begging him to tickle her clit with his tongue. Brooke, Suzy, Adam, and Brian were a tangled heap of naked bodies on the floor. Brooke was orally servicing Adam while being eaten by Suzy. Brian already had his cock sunk deep into Suzy’s pussy and was pumping away with a big smile on his face. Now I finally understood exactly what my male friends did with the. I resolved to do a better job in the future as I typed furiously to complete the transcription of my hand-written notes.I finished about 8:30pm and went to change. I put on dark slacks and a dark shirt, and grabbed my sports coat and fedora. I went down to the car and got the locked box from the trunk and took it back inside. I put on the holster, put a magazine in the pistol and pulled the slide back to chamber a round. I double-checked that the safety was in place and slid the gun into the. "Diana, darling, wonderful, beautiful Diana? Please just let me lie here and melt. Go. Have fun with Anthony. Just because I'm miserable doesn't mean you have to be too."She could almost hear Diana's indecision as she answered from her spot in the doorway. Claire knew she wasn't making it easy on her lover. Diana had been looking forward to this vacation for months as part of their ongoing efforts to make themselves into a true family. Three instead of two. This vacation was part of that.