Around midnight it stopped snowing and the snow plow followed by the milk truck were able to get through around two in the morning. Ed returned to the...house after the milk truck emptied the milk tank to help his mother with breakfast. Some of the people were eager to return to the vehicles so he began ferrying families back to the interstate on the snowmobile. After breakfast Ed took the Peters family back to the first car that he had stopped by yesterday. Mr. Peters shook Ed hand telling him. Valory, I have proof that it was not the Council. I have witnesses who know the identity of the real killer.”She stared at me. “The real killer?” she asked.I couldn’t hear her exactly, but I could see the words on her lips. I nodded.She looked at the light for a few seconds and then back at me. “Tell me,” she said, loud enough for me to hear, “Who killed our mother. Tell me the name and I will make sure they are punished.”I shook my head. “That’s not for you or me to decide,” I said. “We have. She sat down in front of him and spreads her legsas far apart as she could. Then she closed them andbrought her knees up to her chest. Finally, for hislast thirty seconds or so, she turned around and got onher hands and knees and waved her naked pussy at himlike she wanted a fucking.When the time was up, Kim simply faced him again andsat on her butt with her legs still open so Paul couldstill see her pussy. She then said something that wasenough to tear through my alcohol induced. Millie and I had talked about having a baby for some time now, and she had finally decided to go ahead with it. Unlike me, Millie was bisexual, and even though we were in a committed relationship, I would sometimes arrange for a guy as a ‘gift’ to her. I could tell when my tongue, as talented as it was, and our toys weren’t quite enough for her, and I had plenty of friends who were more than happy give Millie a good time when I asked. So I wasn’t really surprised when Millie said she would.