" I'm twenty-one, Becky." Will you at least admit I have a point, Sarah?" Yes, we're both not having regrets, but picking up on some things we don't l...ve about each other, that's all. I get you, so we can ease off the gas a tad if that's what you want, but not too much. Jill does have a mouth, but she did have a point; we both knew who each other were before I popped the question." Fair enough," Becky added, getting off me and bringing me up with them too. "Let me ask, Jill, was she a bitch. "Master, I thought you left me. Ill never disobey you again,but please never leave me. Th-thank you for coming back, I would die withoutyou." I carry on, talking interspersed with sobs. You don't sayanything; just stroke my hair softly until I finally start to calm down. I'mstill clinging tightly to you as I look up at you. I know I look horrible,mascara running down my face, lipstick smeared, and eyes red from crying. Isee that cruel smile pass your lips as you look at my face, and my breath. We've done it a dozen or more times. Don't worry, I always wear a condom." My mind pictured his beautiful teenaged girlfriend on the bed with a man between her legs, fucking her hard, fast and deep. However, the man between her legs was not my son, it was me. I felt a tingle in my balls. I cleared my mind and added, "You would not have to use a rubber with your mom. She can't get pregnant any more. Well, do you want to try it?" "Fuck Ya Dad, I would love to if it's ok."I told Carrie. . With my back turned to her so that I wouldn't have to look at her face I called the police. I asked for Jenks, then I went out into the front room to wait.I'd been away from her apartment slightly more than an hour. She'd promised me not to let anyone inside and not to unlock the door. No one broken it open. That meant that Sarah had known her caller and for some reason she'd let the murderer into her apartment. Furthermore the sight of her caller must not have upset her because she and her.