"Only sex is better than that." She looked up at me. "What can I do to her?"I grinned at Anne. "Use your imagination, just make it quick." I picked up...the biggest of the screwdrivers, pointed it at the girl's stomach and pressed with all my weight and our — my brother and I that is — combined strength. "Sorry sweetheart," I said to the girl as she tried to scream, "rules is rules and you broke them." They sure did." Anne, found the longest bit, replaced the one already in the drill and pointed. Even better you were a virgin..ripe for picking." Another scream, this time the pillow isn't there to stop the sound from piercing the night. She knew who I was, and remembered I gave her a ride home. A darker fear came into her now, knowing I was going to cum in her...I was going to " make her mine". She screamed again. " Shhhhh baby, I am not going to hurt you, shhhh. You will love this I promise." I spoke softly directly into her ear. My words almost felt wet. Taylor feels me rip into her. “All right, well if you have him here, I’ll try talking to him. He’s one of my students, so I might be able to pull something from his psyche. But I strongly advise that you cremate that body now.” About to exit the morgue, he turned back to the commissioner and mortician. “Was he wearing gloves?”“What?” both men asked.“Michaels, did he have gloves on when we set him up to pull over Jason Stevens? Did you do as I told you?”“No gloves were found on his hands or at the scene,” the coroner. Her behavior seemed to be spreading among my friends. Perhaps we had always been latent rebels. Maybe we had just needed an introduction to a more adventurous lifestyle.While I had been doing the grunt work with my dirty hands, Tommy had picked up a gas stove top and oven. Both were well used, but that wasn’t a problem. Tommy and Gerome moved them into the smaller store room of the gym. They in effect converted it to the beginnings of a kitchen. Tommy also had several kitchen cabinet units from.