But just under an hour later, the police were at the door."Mrs. Mercer? Mrs. Faye Mercer?" the cop asked."Yes..." Faye began to look worried."Can we s...ep inside?" Newsies were all over the place out front."Certainly..." Faye backed up."Ma'am, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but your husband's car hit a bridge abutment off the access road to 695. He didn't survive."Faye gasped -- well, we all did, actually -- and Nick and I stepped up when it became apparent that she wasn't any too steady. Hell he probably thought I led him on last time because I pulled his dick out. Not tonight.When we went to the club we stayed well away from the bar so no one would ask about me drinking, and I was very careful. Dickey brought me a few bitchy fruit drinks and that was all I had. There was no way that could get me more than buzzed. We danced on the floor and I got better, I still looked retarded I thought, but my mom was right, nobody cares when you're in a skirt they just watch for panties.I. ."And then she was asleep. Not having had a chance to clean up her brother's sperm, the remainder on her vaginal lips soaked in all night while the ones that he had shot inside her unprotected vagina did their best to impregnate the naive teen.---The next night..."We can't, brother. We're gonna wake Dad up again. Just do it yourself, okay, and I'll do the same over here?"They did, and it was hot, hearing each other gasping and moaning, but nothing like when they did it together.---Saturday. I have darker skin with a single dimple on my upper butt cheek. My breasts are a medium size B, they’re not anything I worry about a nice handful to please him. I have a nice small waist, I weigh just 105 pounds. Now for Duncan, He is a whooping 6’4” and 172 pounds slim, built and sexy as hell. He has smooth bald head that goes well with his stubble on his face. He has dark chocolate eyes and a killer smile. “Viv, the car is almost packed, grab what you need. Let’s get a move on.” “Yeah, yeah I.