I went into my room and got out the remaining shirts from under my side of the bed.“While you are all singers, I had ‘Singer’ put on the back of...your shirts. I had a different idea for Brian.” I pulled out his shirt with the logo and name on the front and on the back, it said ‘Money Man!’“What about Jeff’s? What did you put on Jeff’s shirt?” Ally asked.I showed the front and turned it around to show the words ‘Music Man’ causing Alice to snort out loud.“Peter’s says ‘Singer’ for now Katherine. I've worried that you wouldn't remember and you wouldn't call. Where are you?" At home. Am I in trouble?" I didn't know what had happened when she got home."What? Oh you mean the cops? No. My parents called the cops when I left so I had to talk with them. I told them I had hitchhiked around getting rides from truckers. That you found me in Utah and brought me home. I'm not sure they believed me but there was nothing for them to do. My parent's think you saved me from a life of drugs and. I shivered as it came closer and closer to my pussy. It nuzzled into my pubic hair and bumped my clit.“Yes, yes, do it, slut,” hissed my twin. “Shove that dildo into your cunt.”“Yes, onee-chan!” I jammed upward.I gasped.I rose on my tiptoes, my bowels squeezing down on my butt plug as the thick dildo penetrated my pussy. It had the same girth as Clint's cock, the rubber stretching my near-virgin hole wider and wider. Ripples of delight washed through my body. I whimpered, sliding it deeper and. ” Ben said.Kevin reached behind his back and pulled a Ruger LCP and laid it on the desk. “Happy?”“No, but I’m satisfied. Kevin, today is one of the hardest days of your life. You’re burying two of your closest friends. You don’t need guns, not today. I promise you there will be more firepower there than you can imagine. Before you think you’re being slick, I removed the .45 from your car. I’m serious.”Ben put his hands on Kevin’s shoulders. “You’re hurt and enraged. You think you are, but.