"David, what do you mean 'he's gone'?" she asked fearfully."I shot him through the heart. One shot, that's all it took, one shot. So much for being a ...od — one little shot and look how powerful he is now!"David broke into an uncontrollable fit of giggling at his own words. Beckie screamed out a wail of horror and that brought Elizabeth running to see what was wrong.When Elizabeth entered the cave she found Beckie on her knees retching vomit up onto the floor. David was still giggling like a. He pulled my tops out, the tits jumped out from my T shirt, “Oh, nice” he pressed it hard, this time I didn’t avoid it. He poured water on me making me wet and started bathing me, soaped my back and when it came to the ass, he soaped the split with his rod that was exciting me. “Dad help me cool with your fingers”. Dad was eagerly waiting for the invitation. He opened the lips of my cunt gently and slowly rubbed the petals and the clit, ‘sss…dad…fast…sss”. I enjoyed. Dad was showing me his. Well not really, Olivia thought, the Queen was her excuse for giving in to her urges. Anytime she felt a hormonal urge to have sex, she put the responsibility on the Queen. The Queen made her do all these things; made her want to have sex with all these guys, and for the first time, Olivia started questioning her motives. Not her actions, but the motivation behind it. It was a subtle thing, and pretty much meaningless in the big scheme. But it made her think about things.She'd decided on this. It hurts there. It hurts a few places. I'll be OK." I took a step around behind her chair and gently rested a hand on her shoulder. I offered, "If you'd like me to I may be able to loosen it up a bit for you." Marcia repeated that she was Ok, but I had already begun to gently knead. I told her I was working on her trapezius muscle. I mentioned that my Dad had been hurt in a similar accident and that I had been able to help him with his injury. I continued to work on Marcia's neck and shoulders.