By the way, I'm pretty sure your parents would welcome you back if you just went to them and told them how sorry you were about starting that fire in ...our room." Did daddy say anything to make you think that?" She looked so lost, and, at the same time, so pathetically hopeful."No, I guess he didn't. If you want me to, I can call him tomorrow and ask him what you can do to be able to come back home again?" That's okay, I guess, but I'd rather come stay with you, like before, except without Tina. Patrick was nearly to the campsite when he spied a large, gray rabbit sheltering under the lower branches of a large hemlock. The Yethan snatched the rabbit from its hiding place before it realized it had been spotted. With a practiced jerk, Patrick snapped the rabbit's neck. He was thankful that the creature died quickly. It was necessary to kill, but it wasn't necessary to be cruel.Gwen was waiting under the shelter at the campsite when her brother came into view. He had his duffel slung on. The first load splattered across her left breast. It now covered her right breast. I shot some more on her face, chin and she closed her eyes before I coated them.“Fuck…Get my wife a towel. Tia go in the bathroom and get your sister a towel.” Said Mr. Whiteman. My cock spurted one last time, as I slowly moved back from the now cum drenched Mrs. Whiteman. I watched as Tia cleaned off her sister’s eyes and face. Each sister took a big scoop of my cum and licked there tiny fingers. Tim was. Did they rape her as well? Or was he just messing with her head? “What did you bastards do to her?”“I think you should ask the sheriff that. But don’t worry, I think you’re a better fuck. You got bigger tits, and more fight in you.” Frank walked away again.“WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER YOU BASTARDS? I’LL KILL YOU ALL IF YOU HURT HER!” Jane yelled after him.A couple of hours later the sun set, and the cell became dark and gloomy. The sheriffs office was lit with kerosene lamps. The Sheriff had.