“You were about to ask if I needed anything, right?”She focused her eyes back on mine, “Ah, yes.”“I guess I’m doing fine for the moment.�...She enters the den and takes the chair in front of the computer next to me. She then noticed the desktop photo, “Where did you get that photo?’“I found it in moms e-mail,’ I glanced down at the shorts Laura was wearing, “is it you?”“Yes Pop it is,” she said. “It wasn’t supposed to be circulated.”I placed my hand on Laura’s leg, “Was it taken by Jason,” she. The DA’s conference room had a sad last century appearance as if it hadn’t changed a bit in the last twenty years, as in all probability it hadn’t.Tanya Marshall was the daughter of a former state senator. A man who had avoided prosecution and retire with enough juice to ensconce his daughter in the DA’s office. As ADAs go, she was no better or worse than rest of that sorry lot who oppress the poor and defenseless and complain that the rich are able to hire defense lawyers.“Where is your gun,. He would fuck me senseless two or three times a week and then pay me a couple hundred bucks each time. I was getting paid for the honour of fucking his huge cock.I still thought I could make him love me for me Looking back on it now, I was stupid, but it was sure fun at the time. George and I would be lovers for years and years, even after Chet and I got married. In fact he was the first one to fuck me on my wedding night, but at that point he was no longer paying me for it. It was four weeks. “Now we have to undress Peggy,” Robert said.“You do it, I’m still tired,” Tommy said.Robert unchained his sister, but didn’t untie her hands. He ripped the front of her dress down, her perky tits jumping into view. He found he couldn’t tear the waist, and had to cut it with the scissors. Peggy stood naked, more ashamed that her mother saw her than her brothers.“What are you going to do to me?” she asked fearfully. “Please, don’t hurt me.”Robert made his sister hop toward their mother. Peggy.