Tell me what’s upsetting you. Is it something at work?”If only that was all it was, I thought.“Is it your parents? The kids?”I shook my head a...ain then rolled away from my husband and pretended to go to sleep.*The following day was one of the worst of my life. Apart from the enormous guilt at having broken the most serious of my marriage vows, I was exhausted from lack of sleep and in terror of having just become pregnant by a man who was not my husband.My concentration was gone; my mind was. I went in the bathroom, splashed water in my face and rinsed out my mouth and combed my hair. When I went downstairs I heard voices out on the back patio. I went through the living room and as I was going out the French doors I froze. You can probably see where this is going. “O.C.” Orrin Clark. Oh my God! My Mom is marrying Mr. Cabernet! Mom said, “Oh, here you are. Clark, this is my son, Thad.” Clark stood up with a big smile and shook my hand. “I wondered how many Thads there were in this. It wasn't as enjoyable as when his mother did it to him or when he plunged his cock into her body, but it did give some release and pleasure.He turned the water off and looked round as he heard the bedroom door close, his mother walked into the centre of the room and stood beside his unmade bed."Please Johnny come and give me a hand with this dress."Jonathan didn't need asking twice, he hurried into the bedroom and helped his mother unfasten her dress, as it fell to the floor he stared in. “We'll crush the priest,” Abigail purred, pressing her blood-stained body against Damien. “Faust was weak. Frail. Father Augustine will pay for stealing Aurora.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Abigail gasped as she laid on the cold garage floor. The cement leached the heat from her body as she squirmed, rubbing the blood smeared flesh across her body. Damien, Britney, Vicky, Mary, and Rosa fell on her, licking Faust's blood from her skin.“So good,” Britney panted, her tongue licking at the blood.