II.Brandy knew she looked like a slut but there was nothing she could do about it. Her desire and obedience was absolute. "Please, Colt... I need you ...o bad," she groaned as her need teased her. Never had a man touched her before, but now she needed Colt inside of her. "Hurry," she begged, wiggling her butt.Colt stripped completely naked causing her to gasp. Brandy was amazed at the size of Colt. Obviously, Colt had used his gift down there. She wondered how something so big was going to fit. But after another month, they found more cancer. This time it had returned to her colon and was spreading. They tried everything: a different mix of chemo, radiation. We contemplated more surgery.Finally, when her doctors found it in her spinal fluid and said the next stop was her brain, we knew her time was almost up. I pleaded with her to continue with the treatments, but McKayla firmly told me that she didn't want any more."If I go through all that—the surgery, the chemo, the. Mom was there. Startled, and was turning around as she screamed. She was in her underwear, slipping on her top. Shit, I got lost in thought I headed to the wrong room. "Fuck, I... I... Sorry." I said, rushing to my room, and locking the door behind me.My mom was half naked in front of my eyes. That was the first time I thought of my mom that way. The hot, sexual way. In her bra, her breast didn't seem to sag, it's not even a push-up bra. It is a sweet 34CC that would bounce up and down. All photos were time stamped, and I could plainly see that one of the men was Massoud. The other was a complete stranger to me, but I memorized his face and body-build. The time stamp indicated the illicit entry was made shortly after Winnie played her part about buying the Yacht.The last two photos showed my messenger, removing the devices, doing something to alter them, and replacing them to keep our quarry from becoming suspicious.They worked awfully fast, which meant they had serious help.