"What? Why?" I asked."Because if we don't have one section done, we won't get them working on the rest like we want. So you hook up the trailer, and t...en we load the logs," she replied.Grumbling, I went to the Hummer and hooked up the trailer. I looked at the logs, and had an idea. Backing the trailer up with the back end towards the logs, I pulled the two by eights off the back and made a ramp. We then rolled ten of the logs up onto the back so they straddled the six-foot wide trailer base.. "I think that you better stay inside again today," he said, "I'm going to start rattling some cages and it might start getting sticky. It seems the police aren't considering you a suspect anymore, but I'm afraid that the men in the pictures might still consider you a threat to them."Betty agreed and said that she didn't mind staying in the apartment."Betty, I had Hy Symington come over last night. I looked at the picture of the other woman and I realized that the man on that picture wasn't on. After all, she and her Dad were always very close and favored each other.After a few weeks of anguish, Jason was able to adopt the attitude of 'Good riddance to bad rubbish' and buried himself in his work.With her father immersed in his job, after school Megan would cook dinner and help out with the chores around the house. The house was small but plenty big enough for the both of them.It wasn't until the immediate months after that Jason began to look at his young daughter as a flesh and blood. Quickly she removed her skirt and walked towards Uncle Ji. She just had the mask on her face. Naked and wet, Savita was on the top of Uncle Ji. She kissed him in a way he had never experienced before.They were in the 69 position now. Uncle Ji tasted her pussy while she sucked him dry. The room was filled with wet licking sounds and moans. Savita felt her butt getting squeezed.Flipping back, she spread her legs for Uncle Ji to penetrate her. Despite his age, he pumped her like she was a whore,.