He was handsome with brown eyes."What you doing out here Kara." Nothing." "Why are you looking at that house again. What do I keep telling you. He is ...ad news." But Daddy how do you know?" I just do, thats what the town people say." So what what the town people say." She turned around to see her father in nothing but swimming trunks."Damn Daddy. You look so fucking good." She smiled "Who you looking good for." She grinned. There went that feeling again. She felt it getting hot. She needed dick. He pulled his pants up and turned to the remaining two, "Get her ass up and moving, or we'll fuck all of you right here until you bleed."Robin and Joy grabbed Marilyn under the arms and stood her on her feet, the log had sliced the tender skin of her stomach as he had fucked her and Joy rubbed the dirt away from it. Joy glared at the man, the hatred building towards him and he relished it, he loved a fighter and he'd see what a fighter she was later."Richie, pick up their fucking shit and let's. Soon they were ready to go, and Jim watched the figure of his mother as she strolled toward the door. Her butt looked good in the tight shorts, and her legs were long and slim. She moved gracefully, and he liked the way her hips swung. His heart swelled in his chest as he watched her soft wavy hair bouncing on her shoulders.Sitting in the car, Jim got an even better view of his mother's tan legs, and the way her breasts moved in the clingy top as she manipulated the steering wheel. He resisted. Dakota never saw a thing, only heard. She only witnessed the Queen asleep in a casket. The sentries and council treated her like royalty. They questioned me like a criminal. Where did they take the body? What did they do to it? How did he die? Who fought the hardest to protect him? Why didn’t they kill you? Three quarters in the year would be the time between the end of one King and the new Queen, 278 days. On her fourteenth birthday. She would be fit then. No reason for reaching to.