Rip carefully checked the receipts with the biggest smile, he knew that number. Lana had NEVER changed her cell phone number for fear she would miss t...at one call that would set her career back on track. So, by the list of in-coming calls, it seemed either the zombified ex-child star had become a member of the cell phone talking undead nation, or someone was using her phone. Either way, it was a lead, one Rip would investigate fully. *** Mimi was worried about Lyndsy, so she was being careful. Then my dad chimed in, “You may be right son, both your mother & your aunt can still turn a lot of heads for their age.” “I know how you feel son.” My mom said. Then she continued, “Your father fucked both Darla & I once, both of us enjoyed his big cock.” “So dad understands how I feel.” I said to her. Then my dad made a rather interesting & stunning suggestion, “Maybe you & I could take turns fucking your mother.” Whoa, both me & my mom were like ‘What did he just say?’ “Can you handle me. I again paused and realized that reading my brother’s confession was making me feel hot. My breathing got heavy and I felt my pussy getting wet. After a minute I started reading again. With this confession I also want to ask something. After a month of my eighteenth birthday one night I had this dream… I don’t know if it was really a dream or it was real. I felt that you came to my room when I was sleeping, and you slipped your hands in my underwear. You grabbed my cock and I heard you saying,. ‘Ah, there,’ he mumbled. She stood in all her glory with a flowing, flowered cotton sundress smiling for the camera. She was a few years older than in the first few pictures, but her beauty was still apparent. ‘Today’s gonna be a bad day for you Mrs. Franklin.’ The Killer reviewed the notes the private eye had given him. ‘Mrs. Franklin’s been a bad girl,’ he sneered. The Killer took a deep breath and began to lay out the grainy pictures of Mrs. Franklin and her lover in various compromising.