This left Linda and her staff seemingly at a dead end. Nikki interviewed several of the neighbors but it seemed that Helen Connors was somewhat of a r...cluse, straying from home only long enough to do necessary shopping. She doted on her son (did she ever) and was a mousey doormat to her husband who everyone agreed was unfaithful but hardly the violent type. There just didnʼt seem to be anyone who knew her well, certainly not well enough to kill her.“There has to be a connection between these. Given what had been described, Naama could only imagine what had been withheld, and she was determined that such a fate would never befall her. Naama knew what she could likely tolerate and what she likely could not. This was based on the testing that occurred throughout their education. They tested t a girl’s tolerance for anal relations by inserting a probe into her anus. Since this was related to a deserved right for the girl she was permitted to ask that the insertion be stopped if it. It was a military family, a major Jake, and his wife Bev and their two children Amos and Baxter. The boys were just toddlers, Amos about 16 months, and Baxter almost four years old. I invited the family over to my pool and soon we became good friends, especially Jake and I. Jake was a good-looking guy, dark hair like mine had been before the gray set in, and tall. Bev, as Jake had told me on more than one occasion had been a petite girl, but after the births of the two boys she had let herself. His earlier run-in with Mary had left his guts exposed, soul shredded, and nothing he could do now could hide its bleeding surface. Sadness, agony, regret, guilt, it all washed over him, digging at him with a knife in his guts.Jack rolled up into a ball, and lay on his side. Julias was dead. Dead. His sire was dead. His friend was dead. Oh god. Oh fucking god.After a minute of paralyzing agony, movement forced his eyes open, and he sat up with a jolt. He stared, eyes analyzing the strange,.