Carol could hear everything around her but could not open her eyes or speak. She drifted off into a deep sleep finding herself standing in front of he... families tree fifteen years ago when her children were still at home with her and they were all happy. They were decorating the tree and drinking eggnog while they sang Christmas Carols. ‘Mama, look at my red ball I hung on the tree.’ Jenny sang out standing on a chair so she could reach the top of the tree while her other three sisters were. “They are 14, all most 15, they are identical twins. The only way you can tell them apart is that Kara has a small birthmark on her right butt cheek in the shape of a heart.”She then reached into her glove box and took out a photo album and handed it to me. “The pictures were taken over the summer,” Nancy said.I opened it. The first picture I looked at was of the three of them on a beach, Nancy was in the middle, and her two daughters on each side of her, and all three of them were naked. I. I was driving down Woodward Avenue, headed for my office, when out of the corner of my eye I spotted a biker on a crotch rocket. 'What the fuck, ' I thought. It was a no lose situation. He was on a bike. Everyone would expect him to have faster acceleration. But I have those race car driver reflexes. We were stopped at a traffic light. He looked across at me and smiled. He revved his engine and I could tell he thought he would have me for lunch. He revved his engine again, but in mid rev, just. She never noticed the hand struggling at the ties of his breeches, simply glorying in the feel of his fingers and mouth on her as he shifted above her. She felt his finger nudging at her, as though seeking entrance into her body. She wiggled breathlessly against him, her brow furrowing. His mouth returned to hers, capturing her mouth. He pushed harder against that place between her thighs, and she was amazed to feel it give. Her eyes widened as she felt something moving up slowly inside of.