. give me peace.***October 5Here the diary resumes in another handI, Jonathan Douglas, resume this diary, that the events concerning the passage of my...beloved Leona may be recorded for posterity. Yesterday night she took this from beneath her pillow and pressed it into my hand, saying she could write no more and the contents might offer me some comfort. After she had gone to sleep, I did read, and found great comfort in her calm acceptance of the calamity which has befallen her.Today I. She pushed me on the bed & removed my trousers first & then my underwear. My cock sprang to its fullest size revealing the flesh with a few drops of pre cum. She took the cock & moving its shaft back, she took it in her mouth.I quickly removed my shirt & was completely naked. As she bent over me to suck my manhood, her long silky hairs fell on my stomach & covered the sucking scene from me. I pushed her hair towards a side & enjoyed the scene of my cock being tasted by a real beauty. She seemed. An hour later, Betsy stopped in front of a lab door.She knocked and shouted, “Hello? Is there anybody home?”Sally opened her lab door. She started to step out, but found her way blocked by a barrel.“Look at what I brought you,” Betsy said.“You brought me a barrel,” Sally said staring at it.“I brought you some fish,” Betsy said.“Why did you bring me fish?”“You said that you needed fish for your parasites. I brought you fish. I didn’t know what kind you needed, so I brought a variety of them.. There wassomething very different in her tenderness toward me as Amy that I'dnever encountered as Mark. Was it because her 'daughter' was introuble? Like it or not, a son just wouldn't seem so vulnerable in asimilar situation. It may be stereotypical, but a guy gone withoutchecking in for 24 hours would likely mean he was up to no good,hanging out with his buddies. But for a young girl to go missing likethat was gigantic! She could've been raped, kidnapped, all sorts ofthings. I'm sure those.