But two people have since died." You saw no one else? In Monterrey?" No one else -- anywhere," Montoya replied. But I am concerned, about the deaths."...You mean -- the two people... ?" Yes. We had gathered together, six of us who survived, but the two people -- a young man and a young woman -- healthy people -- became ill, and died after only a few days." After the... the Virus, you mean?" Yes," Montoya said. "They survived the... the Virus, but died later. We don't know why." I saw something. To give Cheryl something extra to occupy her mind I let my lips leave her mouth and drift down until they were caressing her breasts. A little bit of gentle nibbling and sucking on her nipples and Cheryl was facing a war on two fronts as excitement started to ripple through her.By now I was massaging her pussy quite firmly, squeezing and rubbing and tracing her slit, encouraging her mound to flower and her lips to part. Deciding it was time I started exploring deeper I split her attention. Nevertheless, such was their love for each other that they hugged silently in the hall."Becca, darling, we need to talk later."Becca nodded and then, with a sob, clutched him."I do love you, Uncle Steven," she said, "and, whatever you say later, I shall go on loving you." Yes, sweetheart. It's the sort of love we need to talk about." I know," she said sadly. "I know. I know. I know."She ran to her room.The police arrived promptly at half past four. Jean Robbins was one of them. The other was. " Only briefly was she satisfied. "What do you mean?" she demanded of the floor where she now lay. "Is there someone fairer than I who is not a natural-born woman?"The mirror above her answered: Thou art a fox, O Queen,But the hottest I've seen Is Snow White the teen.The queen was shocked: She had never heard a worse rhyme nor met a more perverted mirror. Imagine: lusting after a twelve-year-old! But the mirror refused to change its opinion even when the child celebrated her sixteenth.