It was mom.“Have you listened to the news this morning or read the headlines on the paper?”“No. Why?”A man, Ignacio Gonzales, was found dead y...sterday morning at a construction project site. Isn’t he the guy who you think was responsible for raping and killing Sharon?”“He’s the guy. I got a call from the plant manager yesterday. Any details from the newscast?”“None that I have heard from the news.”“Okay.”“Do you want to come over for Sunday dinner?”“Sure. What time? And what would you like me. “B” and him left the bathroom I never looked at them the entire time and didn’t think I could after it was humiliating but yet not. I was pissed off upset and my poor bottom hurt! Well I let the rest of the water out of my ass which actually happened to be a lot. I rinsed off and dried off walked out into the room.“B” was sitting in the computer chair one hand bound and he was binding the other as I sat down. He put a pillow case over her head and told her it was ok and to chill. I had to laugh. Beth closed her eyes and focused on the sensations. Her ample tits were a source of pleasure to the both of them and she was sure she would happily lay like that for hours as he kneaded and caressed the both of them. Reid pinched her nipple again, much harder this time and Beth caught her breath, holding it while he squeezed and thrilling at the pain that shot currents of electricity straight to her rapidly drenching cunt. He let go and let the blood rush back to the area and Beth felt his cock. Definitely not the thin limp strands I knew."What the hell is going on?" I said to myself. Nobody answered.Having heard laughing kids somewhere outside while waking up, I figured it wouldn't do to open the tent flaps until I had something on, so I finished reaching for the cargo bag and pulled it open, as it wasn't zipped. The bag was full of neatly folded clothes, but atop the mix of military surplus and casual clothing there was a small stack of other things, a small leatherette document bag,.