But they would torture him first. So as the cops kicked in the door, he blew his brains out. It was finally over.Epilogue Thomas' parents never got ov...r what had happened. Their daughter had committed suicide after confessing to everything in a letter. Thomas had raped her for months. And he had raped all those other girls. Now he too was dead. Shot himself as the cops busted into the abandoned house. Chad was killed too. He grabbed Thomas' gun and was shot down by the police. So his parents. “Hey man,” The man begged, “I don’t want no trouble. This isn’t what you think it is.”“Greg?” I was confused. Greg was our next-door neighbor. We had spent years living next door to each other. Why would he do this? I wondered.“What exactly is it?” I asked.“I just don’t want no trouble.”“My wife was riding your cock. What exactly is happening here?”Greg dropped his clothes and quickly got dressed. No one spoke.I finally turned and walked out. I went to the kitchen and pulled a bottle of water. I can smell the sweat, both the sweat from us all dancing wildly earlier this evening. To the smell of “new” sweat that her new lover is creating now. There is a faint hint of her “shower fresh” deodorant, it is all but gone, yet I can still detect it. Once in awhile if her lovers thrust are great enough to make her breast flop, I can smell her breasts. The aroma from under them is amazing. I can smell the musky scent of her pussy as the wafts of air created by her lovers thrusts hit my face.. I told her that I was too and couldn’t wait to get to get out to the lake swimming. We arrived at her place and went to work bringing her trunkload of boxes, and she wasn’t kidding, there was a shitload of them. I finally finished bringing up the last of the boxes and set them down in her hallway. “Thanks so much Charlie, I really appreciate this. I’ve had a tough day, would you mind if I grabbed a quick shower before I drop you off?” “Not at all.” I said instantly, thinking I might as well.