I love my daughter more than anything and would do anything to protect her but one night I began having dreams of fucking her and they turned me on mo...e than anything I had ever experienced. Ever since I began having those dreams every time I look at Mandy I picture bending her over her bed and fucking her as hard as I could. Many times Mandy would get out of the shower and walk around with a towel wrapped around her and as much as I wanted to rip it off her and begin exploring her body I knew. Many were barely visible among the advancing vegetation. Except where the gravel had been packed down for a roadbed, their driveways were taken over by an aggressive infestation of grass and weeds. Houses built farther back against the rising terrain overlooked open meadows, small orchards and an occasional horse shed with three sometimes four-rail horse fences. Sadly, there was no sign of human activity, no smoke rising from chimneys, no animals wild or domestic roaming nearby.They were so. "So are you a bad girl Debbie?" he breathed.She nodded her head, "yes Mr. Groves I'm a very bad girl." Have you still got that little black skirt and top?"She shook her head regretfully, the first thing she'd done when his window had been fixed was to throw those clothes he had liked right into the bin.Another little grunt of disappoint, followed by a thoughtful look."Wait here for a moment." He scuttled off inside his house to reappear a few moments later.He handed her some notes, about thirty. Briggs had in fact begun to struggle once again, and hurled curses and threats at the other man as he went about his preparations. Tom went around to the head of the gurney and looked down at Briggs as he thrashed and spat. He considered a strap of tape for the neck, but decided against it. There was no danger as long as he kept out of the way of the teeth. Although Briggs was now shouting and yelling curses at him, he did not want to tape his mouth. He wanted to hear everything Mr. Briggs had.