I stopped and peered at her. ‘Well, we could play ‘six degrees of separation’,’ I said, ‘but the Douglases in the very apartment where Jack ...urke had lived… that had to be a coincidence. Then Elizabeth using the Douglases to secure that material, and we happen to bust them… another coincidence. Then the home invasion…’ I paused then added, ‘So, Mycroft, unless you know something I don’t, I do think Dame Agatha Christie’s rule has found an exception.’ ‘Well, dear,’ said my mother, ‘you should. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I realized the figure was my dad. He had his cock out stroking it stiff and hard. He turned to my sisters' bed and slowly moved the blankets off her exposing her naked body curled on her side. The light reflected off her buttocks and back, and he stroked his cock more and more at the sight of her. He reached out and pushed on her gently several times. She made no reaction in her heavy sleep at all. He reached down, caressing her buttocks, then deftly rolled her. When she looks at you, there’s love in her eyes. I bet she loves giving you blow jobs too.”“It’s more like lust, my dear,” Zachary smiled.“Love or lust. It’s the same thing,” Nicole said at the door. She flashed him a bright smile then opened the door to leave.Nicole stayed at the D.C. Hilton for a week. Her facial bruises which she hid with makeup, were allowed to heal naturally. She didn’t want to go to the Bahamas to show herself in a bikini with black and blue marks on her face, ribs, or. While it’s persistent, it’s in the process of clearing up and should be okay by the end of the week.”The man pulled his pant leg up and stared at the wound, still blackish.“You’re sure? The doctor told me they had to chop it off. I’m glad I didn’t wait around for them to do it, if what you say is true.”“Normally he’d be correct,” Eric hedged, “but in this case, it was already recovering.”The man swung his leg around, standing and putting weight on it. “It still aches, but it’s much easier to.