Five years of her life. Fighting within her own department to get the case re-opened. Pushing the Cold Case unit to do their jobs. Making more enemies...than friends. It had all paid off. Among the stains of blood that covered her little pajamas had been one small spot that did not belong to her mother. A few years ago it would not have been enough even to get a DNA profile, but Naomi knew of a new technique that she had studied at college. But she had to fight again. Why should the department. ” A rebellious stubborn light that all the brothers had come to dread entered Ruby’s eyes. “Have none of you thought that maybe he didn’t walk out on us. Perhaps there’s more to this, he could have gone into the woods and gotten into trouble …he could be lying in a ditch somewhere…” Ruby bit her lip close to tears. “Why would he leave us?” she queried when what she really wanted to shout out was: why would he leave me? “Hush now,” soothed Bashful taking her in his arms. “OK, I’ll have a word. The campsite was about 2 hours from where we lived and the plan was to spend a long weekend there. On Saturday morning we left bright and early. As I woke up fully on the drive there I surveyed my surroundings. We were in dad’s SUV with my parents in the front – dad driving. He was dressed in casual pants and a checked shirt. I was dressed in loose fitting shorts and t-shirt with boxers on underneath. Mom was dressed like Lara Croft – but in different colours. She had on a pair of white shorts. Almost instantly, their bodies slapped together while the air filled with growling grunts and the scent of sex. Reaching down, she pressed her fingers against her hardened clit to move in circles to heighten the intensity. While his cock pummeled in and out of her with a maddening fury, her slick velvet walls closed around him like a glove, massaging him, coaxing him for more. Glancing over her shoulder, she watched as the sweat trickled down the side of his face and felt it like a small.