She ran up and starting tugging on my clothes saying I must join her. Who was I to argue?And thereafter we became regular nudists while home alone. We...did keep some clothes stashed at different areas in case we needed to dress quickly due to unexpected visitors. I also decided to put an automatic buzzer on the front gate that would go off whenever it might be opened.Two days later, I once again picked up Anita from school but today was her doctorÕs appointment so we did not go straight home. As. The man who had spoken pulled out a nasty looking knife and gave the other man a shove. As he let go of Rachel's body the first man shot his cum all over her thighs and blond pubic patch. The man with the knife picked Rachel up by her blouse and bra and slit the delicate fabric. The clothing came away and she fell back naked to the waist. Two bullet wounds in her chest just below the ribs were still seeping blood. Her small pink nipples stood out on firm rounded breasts. He grabbed Rachel by. “Works for me,” grandpa said with an air of satisfaction. “Now, let’s unload it again.”I gave a little exasperated sigh and he laughed at me.We rolled the car back out and into the shop. We pulled just a few small items back out of the trailer and closed it up. We locked the shop knowing we’d be fully ready to go racing in a week. I was starting to get pretty excited for it.The thrill grew that night at the races. Grandpa and I brazenly walked up to the pit gate early and signed in. I should. The chord patterns began to flow. My fingers felt alive.Quickly I fired up my computer and started 'AudioScore', plugged my guitar in and started to play. After a couple of hours I had the bones of a song, the first song I had written in 25 years. I added a rudimentary drum track before swapping my guitar for a bass, and playing this to fill out the song. I was buzzing, feeling the excitement of creating something completely new for the first time in ages. I looked across at the clock and.