“Though, if not for our third victim being a school teacher there possibly could one.”“Maybe she was killed to throw us off,” Wanda offers.“... think not. The attacks are too random and spread out throughout the city. Plus there isn’t any pattern.”“Unless it is some psycho without a sense of direction or purpose,” Wanda says.“Oh he’s got purpose, just a sickly purpose.”When they reach the body, the officer pulls off the white sheet, revealing the victim to the two detectives. The woman is in the. “Late coming to this party,” she grinned back at me evilly. “I don’t think she even knows we’re here,” I whispered. “How can a wife not realize that her slut neighbor is fucking her husband?” “Because the slut wife is busy getting fucked, herself,” I told her. “Oh, God, yes!” Kayla moaned. “That’s it! Put it in me!” “Too late now,” Donna murmured to me. “Your wife is fucking my husband.” “Sounds like she likes it,” I responded in a low voice, “just like her husband loves the feel of being. "Well," I said, picking my words carefully, "I think it is. And I'mgoing to go."My mother stopped cooking and the room was silent except for the sizzleof the frying pan. Then she turned to face me. Her face was red as afire-engine. "When I tell you something, you need to listen to what Isay. You're a child. You're in over your head. So this is for your owngood." Oh my god. You just want to control every aspect of my life, don'tyou? Ever since Dad left -"The look in her eyes told me it was time. He didn’t touch me. He didn’t hold my head or force more of his cock into my mouth than I could handle. It wasn’t unpleasant at all, actually. I quickly found that I enjoy the sense of power I’m getting as he began to react to my ministrations. I’m about to give him an orgasm with my mouth and that knowledge, along with the pleasure I’m receiving from Lyn’s fingers, is turning me the fuck on! I’m not nervous at all!Lyn saw that his dad is getting close. He leaned forward and spoke quietly in my.