I understand. I’ll let you take a shower while I make lunch. Then, we can just talk for a while.”“That sounds really nice,” I admitted. “Alt...ough, I’m kind of surprised you want to eat after all this.” Granted, I was honestly kind of feeling hungry myself.“Well,” she began, kissing me on the shoulder a second time, causing a chill to run down my spine. “I think it’s because the guy was a murderer. I don’t feel bad about it at all. I mean, if anything I’m relieved knowing I’m finally safe for. ." Diane could not finish her sentence. "Go on, my c***d," came the reassuring voice. "This time... this time Michael forced my head down. I tried to push away but he was so strong. Father, he forced his penis into my mouth," Diane sobbed. "And... and, Father, he shot his filth into my mouth!" she stammered. "Ohhhhh, my c***d!" groaned the Good Father, as his stiff old cock sent a geyser of hot white lava up into the air. Breathlessly, he reassured the young woman, "There, there, my poor c***d.. He made a note to stop bythe store and buy some color. He smoothed foundation on his face,evening out the slight blemishes on his soft skin. He took his pillsand blew a kiss at himself as he swayed out of the bathroom.Jill passed him, scratching her crotch as she went in to the toilet.Carl looked in the closet and picked out a pastel silk shirt to wear.It was slightly out of fashion as it had large floppy lapels. Helessened the effect with a matching silk scarf loosely tied around. Janie was off at Walmart one Saturday, shortly after Maribel had moved in with us and had taken up occupancy in our guest bedroom. I was surprised that Janie had taken off to Walmart without our house guest, since Maribel loved to accompany Janie on trips to Walmart.I sat down in my Barcalounger in the living room, to catch up on things on Facebook and the internet. For some unknown reason, I decided to check and see if our new house guest had a Facebook page. I looked up Jose, my construction.