We had Bob McRae and Jack Ellis left along with the women.Heather and Miss Mabel examined the women. They told Karen and me that the one who was the w...rst off might never recover from the savagery to which they had been subjected. Miss Mabel had talked to her and one other. They would go with her. Two others would stay with Karen as they figured out what to do with their lives as would the two men. The last two would live with us. One of them was the one who had shot the four men. Susan Hart. Mom had at least DDD and they were firm and perky. Dad then came down to breakfast looking like the cat that ate the canary but instead I am sure he had been eating pussy. The reason they split later was I heard my mom complain that dad always needed to fuck her. I watched thru the crack in their door one night as he sucked her huge tits and licked her pussy before he fucked her all night.Now back to me and dad. I was in my room one night as dad came in wearing just his boxers. He started. Yes, that was the word... fucked her, used her like some common whore. God, it was too much to believe."How about a beer? I've got some cold ones here in the cooler." Anything. Just make it quick."He handed her a glass mug of chilled beer and she quickly gulped it down. He climbed over her and she lay perfectly still, offering no resistance. He lay down behind her again, his body tight against her backside. She tried to ignore him, as if somehow by not having to face his hot presence, he would. Sam removed his navy-blue hoodie and placed it on the kitchen table before standing in front of Brook. From there, she tenderly wrapped Sams arm in bandages and washed off his bleeding hand with alcohol before bandaging it up to. Sam, what are these cuts from? Breaking your door What? Brook asked, as she leaned out of the kitchen to look down the small hallway, Dammit! she swore, seeing the broken glass and the unhinged door, You better fucking fix that- Dont tell me what to do, Sam said.