He had a fragmentary memory of her lying on her back on that table, feet up in the air and legs spread. There had been three of his players all moving...toward those open legs when he saw the table tip and they all went down together. That was when he'd roared, because all he could think about was the fat prick of an Ocelot plunging into his baby girl's defenseless, virgin pussy.His eyes popped open. She hadn't been acting like a virgin. It suddenly felt like he had a bowling ball in his gut. Had. Her friend saw when it happened and immediately called the police and an ambulance. I was lucky enough to see her alive one last time. She told me to hold her and to kiss her one more time. I cried but she told me to be strong. I said I couldn’t live without her but she made me promise to keep on going. Her last words were I love you.” I wasn’t crying but I simply looked down as I told Mary what had happened. She gave me a hug and said she was sorry. She told me, “I don’t know much about being. . and I ... a child? I...” was all that Derrick was able to get out.“As I seem to remember you telling Admiral Hartwell, Derrick close your mouth, it’s undignified.” Shelby told him as she gently reached up and closed Derrick’s open mouth with a giggle.Derrick nodded as he could only stare at the human Shelby in front of him. Again he reached out to touch her face and arms tentatively. Then suddenly, unexpectedly Derrick grabbed her and crushed her to him as he kissed her long and deep. Coming. She was now on her own. She thought about calling me but figured there was no way I’d take her back. My hotwife was now a d**g addicted street whore. She found a way to feed her habit though. There was a run down apartment on the Southside managed by a Jamaican man named Trenton. It was basically a crackhouse. The upstairs was nothing but beds where junkies would go to get high and nod off. She’d talk someone into letting her take a hit of anything if she in turn sucked theirs dick or even just.