I swallowed a sob. I had to be strong. Grace needed me. I sat in the chair, pulling Grace onto my lap. She buried her face in my chest and cried. Mom ...nd Dad. Dead. Killed. Tears streamed down my face. I pulled Grace closer and surrendered to my grief. We cried together."What happened?" I said to Detective Lynds. Grace was making a pot of coffee for the police officers and a cup of green tea for me, chores I'd given her after we gained a little control so I could speak with the police."Is there. They had led the JV cheerleaders, starred in both variety shows, been joint queens of the freshman prom and now they were, they assured each other, ready to fuck.They brought each other off regularly and had invented several exciting positions that got their tongues into each other. Their favorite toy was a big marker with a knobby base; it reached right to their hymens and excited every sensitive nerve in the entrance of their tight little pussies.Dressed in well worn college t-shirts, they. . No disrespect intended Mr. Craven ... As soon as possible, Mr. Craven."The man looked around him angrily, "All right, as soon as this little shit blows his nut get him the hell out of here! Then have make-up fix Ms. Servingspoon and get her to the set. I'm gonna go have a talk with security."Through all this the blonde bombshell was treating his throbbing night-stick to the most proficient chewing it had ever had. She was simply amazing and it took almost no time whatsoever before he felt his. She would occasionally snap at the kids, even his, and as soon as her back was turned, Dan who knew his mother better than anyone would make the action of turning on a switch. His late wife Jen, being a Doctor, had explained to her children why once a month she was moody, Cathy was so impressed that she had Jenny have the same discussion with Daniel and Colleen. Jenny had explained to all four children at various times what she or Auntie Cath was cross about and they weren’t to mind. Dan being.