"He trailed off and I saw a single tear squeeze our of a tightly closed eyelid and roll down his cheek. He was exhibiting all the signs of someone who...is reliving a traumatic incident."Go on," I said softly.His eyes opened again, but the look on his face was hopeless."I stopped because the bed looked all wrong. I could see my dad, lying on his side, and my mom's hair lying on her pillow. And I could see her legs ... her bare legs ... wrapped around him."Another tear welled out of Bob's left. He started playing with my cunt lips. His teeth were just piercing in my soft breasts and he was enjoying every bit of it.I got up and pushed him on his back and took off his belt. I rubbed my hand on his crotch over his pants. It was like hard rock. I undid his pants and lowered his underwear. Out came a black thick penis covered in hair. His precum was all over and it smelled.I licked the precum and looked into his eyes. Each time I licked, my eyes made sure to tell him that I wanted him to. " Don't care. Don't care," Maggie said, turning her back and waving her hand while stubbing out her cigarette with the other. "Just another distraction when you need to focus. Now go change into some loose clothes."Candice nodded and quickly shed her sweater, jeans and soaked underwear once she'd closed her door and locked herself in her private world. A dazzling display of sequins and lace, it surroundings were perfect for a beauty queen and would continue to belie the fact Candice was now. "Moving on to the drive, John realised that Mr. Dawkins had died 5 yearssgo and he hadn't known his first name. Furthermore he had called him'Joanne'. In a way that was a relief that be hadn't been exposed as somecross dressing wierdo but what on earth was goin on?After a few steps down the drive, John turned to look back at the houseand noticed that the windows and front door were no longer double glazedwhich they. had been for John's entire life. The garage door was ajar butno light was on..