Over the past week I realized I've come to hate that person. I don't want to be who I was anymore. But I don't know who I am now." Who were you?" she ...sked."The school bitch." Why?" Now that is a very complicated question," I sighed. "I don't know. Jealousy. Attention-getting. Armor." Armor?" she asked."It was easier to be bitchy than depressed." Ah," she said. "But now you're depressed, aren't you?" I nodded. "And I don't think the jealousy and the desire for attention have diminished, have. Dave reaches down and feels his cock. He notices that it is rock hard.Dave unzips his pants and reaches inside his boxers. He pushes his boxers down and takes his cock out. He starts stroking it and lets out a small groan.He cannot believe that he is so aroused by this scene. Debbie still has no idea that her husband is standing there watching her and Clint.Clint licks Debbie's pussy more feeling her juices flow into his mouth.He swallows them and then goes back for more. Debbie's moans get a. “I think she left them hanging on the chair next to the other sofa,” I said, trying my best not to gape at Mom’s perfect body.Mom trotted across the room, her heels tocking on the hard wood floor. I watched her slim, sexy back as she lifted the dry cleaning onto the sofa and then bent over to sort through the garments. My eyes followed her long mane of brown hair down to her heart-shaped ass. Her panties stretched tightly across each cheek as she bent further down.“Found it!” She cried,. If you don?t I?ll have your sorry carcass cutinto convenient sized pieces and disposed of so no-one will ever know, and justso you know, you won?t enjoy the order we cut it up in. I can guarantee afteryour ears, nose, fingers, toes and tits have been removed you are gonna bebegging for the next thing to be your heart. But when you?ve seen everything wewant you to see, I will personally cut out your eyes, before we feed what?sleft of your living body carcass to the rats?. Her face turning pale.