"This isn't my mother! This isn't even my house! Why don't you leave me the fuck alone?!" You think you can run away from me?" Mike thundered. "Think ...gain, you little shit! Oh, wait, that's right, you can't think! Your brain's only good enough to move your dick from twat to twat!" What are you trying to do, make me hate you?!" Richie screamed, tears running down his face."Hate me? Hate me? You think I would care about that? Like I would hate you in return? You assume I even loved you to begin. His dark hands squeezed my tit and rubbed at my clit.I was in heaven."Yes, yes, yes," I gasped. "So good."My eyes opened.Janet squealed. One of the men had moved to her and shoved his cock into her pussy from behind as she ground on Becca. My bestest friend-wife moaned and groaned, clearly in a world of bliss as she writhed between the man and Becca."Fuck me," gasped Janet. "Oh, yes. Use my body to satisfy your aching cock. Don't be afraid. I'm here to help. I'm such a good woman."A frenzied. " Molly, there is little chance of that." You mean that?" With all my heart."Her eyes welled up with tears as she turned and kissed me. When we broke for air, she told me to sit down and served me a cup of coffee. She sat facing me with her coffee. "Sam, what are we going to do?" About us?" No about all those poor girls being murdered. What happens between you and me, we can sort out. The interesting thing that I have noticed is that it is not the real professional whores who are being killed.. Empty bottles of Zima littered the room. Jane was wearing a short pair of shorts and a tight white tee shirt. She obviously did not have a bra on because I could see the pink of her nipples showing through the shirt. Sarah was wearing a very long shirt and I could not tell if she had any thing on underneath. Mazzy Star was playing in the background and Jane and Sarah moved away from each other. Jane looked Sarah in the eyes and she understood this unspoken message. Sarah motioned for me and.