Finally, wondering what words would exit my mouth, I said to him, "No one can ever know about this. No one. Ever, Todd."He looked up hopefully."If you... father ever found out, it would kill him. Just kill him, Todd." I understand," he said."I've never cheated on your father, not even once. Never." Looking past him, I thought: And I'm getting ready to do it with his son.Quickly drinking the last of my wine, I retrieved another bottle and this time poured it into a wine glass. then I did the same. "I let the retard get up and returned to my locker. The hubbub started up again then instantly died back down. Feeling the timbre of the air change and catching a partial reflection from the metallic locker, I shimmied out of the way of the retard's haymaker. Hearing the crunch of bones as his fist hit my locker full force followed by his subsequent screaming, I knew the retard had done himself serious damage. Fearing the inevitable, I sent copies of the video to my home computer, my cloud. Jack didn’t want to kill her, however she woke up in the middle of everything and he really had no choice. A three-year-old-girl also woke up. Her eyes were as big as fifty-cent pieces. The way she hid in the corner holding her little brother, Jack knew she would make no sound. The poor baby was scared half to death, and after all, who could blame her?He recalled the first time he had killed someone. It was the father of his fourteen-year-old girlfriend, Ellie Andersen. Jack had found out that. “Let’s try this again.”I kissed him on the lips and slipped my tongue, meeting the tip of his. He was a smart boy. He knew what to do.I put my hand on his ass and pulled it closer to me, feeling his hard dick. We weren’t going to fuck today, but I definitely wanted to tease him.I pushed him closer to my bed, my hands still holding his body. He sat down on the bed and laid back. I straddled him and told him, “I know you want to hold them.”“Hold what?”I took his hand and guided it under my shirt..