”“My dear, I don’t tell lies. I also didn’t kill Prince Byron. Matty cursed him and the men who raped her. You can’t break a dying persons c...rse if the accused person is guilty as charged.”Ronan frowned, “So why didn’t you tell us that?”Ricky shrugged, “I don’t like to think that my sweet little girl was driven to such barbarity, it is bad enough that I know I am capable of it. Killing is not always the answer.”He walked away, and the girls let him go.About an hour later, Ricky found the girls. Christina wore her hair in an upsweep in deference to her more elegant costume, and Aggie put her hair in pigtails to finish off the schoolgirl look. There was a knock on the door, and Christina yelled, "come in."Tina strutted in wearing a long zebra print cape. The collar and wrists were trimmed in red fuzz. She was also wearing a pair of red briefs that were slightly more substantial than Christina's, and a red bra. There were gold dollar signs on the bra cups and in the center of the. I brought my arms around her and smothered her in my Versace-scented chest. We held the embrace for as long as possible before my lips longed for hers and I brought my head down towards hers. Those lips…I was out of words…my mind went blank and I was suddenly oblivious to the world around us. We separated slightly and just stared into each other’s eyes, I glanced at her new freckles, her slightly chapped lips still glistening from the Vaseline she applied while she had been waiting for me. We. "Honey, I can explain," Max said for me. His cock was still in me, up to his balls."You're queer?" Marcie asked me in a strangled voice."He's bi," Max said. "He didn't know it until I seduced him in Wisconsin. Actually, you might as well say I ****d him. I knew he would like it, and he did. Nothing against you, Marcie." He pulled out, stood up, and stuck out his hand. "I'm Max, Jack's boss. I know this is awkward, and it's all my fault. I am so sorry."I couldn't say a word.Marcie was staring at.