“Here is our killer.”Nicole nodded as the deputy grabbed her hands to cuff her. “Do you think I can put a coat on before I am handcuffed?” she...asked politely.“Let her put on her coat,” Horner grumbled.“She slid into the white leather fur trimmed coat and then pulled her boots on. The same white ones she wore when her plane went down.“Did you know she was a fugitive from the law?” Horner asked Horace.“Yes, I did.”“Cuff him too,” he ordered the deputy.“FOR WHAT?” Nicole challenged the. I pressed him for more information but all he would tell me was that my late father had the true history and kept it in some diaries.In my mid-teens I searched high and low for these diaries until finally my mother relented and recalled some half dozen shabby calf-bound volumes in a box in the store room. "There you are," she had said, "and if you can find anything of interest in that welter of green peas and early strawberries then good luck to you."As my mother Muriel observed, the diaries. When my sister saw my face, she went from annoyance to concern, propping me up as my belly trembled. They all failed to notice it even as they crowded around me, and I wondered how they’d react when it actually happened.The imminent birth of my lover’s c***dren turned into an eye opening experience almost right from the start. Instead of heading downwards, I felt them pushing at the sides of my womb, the pressure suddenly disappearing from one after the other. Moments after the first one. Each was either the wife of a workaholic, a widow of at least 5 years or a spinster. They were also attractive in different ways: slim, small tits, long legs, long hair; curvy, short hair, short & up for a laugh, nice face and accent; the former are white the following are light or dark brown or oriental.Long story short, Chloe invited them to a daytime party and each one accepted. They were told to dress for a party but cover up with an overcoat so the nosy parkers would have no inkling. The.