Russell Thornton’s murder was the main topic of conversation in the lunchroom. Jake filled in Nan on Melissa’s location and status so she could br...ef the other cheerleaders. After lunch, Jake walked Erika to her next class. She had her arm through his and was deliberately pushing her large breast against his bicep.“Mama said that just because I was on my period doesn’t mean I can’t take care of my man. She even told me a couple of ways to do it. They sounded deliciously dirty, and I want to try. Pilar had the final word, “I’m still glad those cocksuckers are suffering.”I was driving Gertie to Harold’s. Again. She doesn’t drive, doesn’t own a car. Never has. A lot of people in New York are that away.I didn’t mind, but I teased her anyway, “We’re spending a lot of time in whore-land.”“I know. It’s labor intensive at first. But it’ll pay off. I wish you and Vanessa would invest with me.”“No thanks.” I didn’t have to ask Vanessa. Neither of us wanted to profit off the kids. Nor go to. Even muffled by the duct tape, it was horrific. It was the sound of an a****l being torn apart. It was the scream of a woman being split in two. It was frightening and primeval. It was the sound of brute force being applied with abandon.And as I listened to my wife scream, I watched as nearly two thirds of that enormous slab of ebony steel was buried in her bowel. The r****g of Tiffany had begun and it continued relentlessly for nearly an hour.The first plunge was followed by a brief moment of. Still kneeling she check out my muscular buttocks.“You are a fit young man, such strong buttocks” she exclaimed.“Thanks” I said “And when to get to explore you?” I questioned.“All in good time” she laughed.I felt her hands clutch my ankles and move upwards squeezing my leg muscles, enjoying the definition all the way up to my buttocks. She stood up and still behind me clutch my ass tightly squeezing and separating my cheeks, smoothing her fingers down my crack and lingering around my asshole.I.