Since I cannot penetrate you myself, as I would prefer, I will be satisfied with watching you get fucked while I taste your bum. Yes, sister ... I see...that bottom and just wish to lick it. Even bite your cheeks perhaps. What do you say?” Theon proposed as Yara laughed and bent over to present him with what he desired.The next thing that happened, Darren was balls deep inside Yara while Theon leaned over to lick her arse from the tailbone to the taint. It was not bad at all. In fact, Theon. Now, like everyone in Kate’s life, he was gone too.Kate picked up the second newspaper clipping. It was an article about Jacob’s memorial service at St. Anne’s and at the cemetery. The large accompanying photo showed what looked like hundreds of people at the church. This article, like the other, recited his community service and service to his country, the fact he was loved by many people, and he was a quiet philanthropist, never looking for the spotlight. Many from the community spoke at the. We smoked the Dro (White Widow) and did some bumps and lines of coke. We chatted and laughed, and that’s about the time the phone rang the first time. I picked up saying hello. The voice on the other end asked what we were doing. It was Sasha. I answered by saying nothing watching TV. She called me a liar and started screaming in my ear. She accused me of having ‘that little bitch’ I mentioned to her over to the house. She got irate and started making threats acting as if she’d caught her. First, I looked into Ken's mind, and found a lot of information about his dad. Then I looked into Karen's mind, to see if I could get some more information. Though I knew where Frank was buried, I didn't want to think about that right now. I looked for a mental signature that I thought would be Frank Stevens. I felt something emerging in my head, but what is was, I couldn't say.Then I saw something that I think I will never forget. I saw the images of when Frank was killed. I saw about two.