They just hung there limply. Margaret looked at her useless hands, heard herself make another whining noise, and panicked. She banged agains... the metal door with her useless hands and let lose a torrent of unintelligible noises. What have you done to me! Her mind screamed in the absence of her mouth. What have you bastards done to me! Her furry lasted for only a few minutes. Margaret soon found that she was completely exhausted for her efforts and the door was still. The doorbell rang and Kelly gasped.You pulled away from your wife with a smile and held up a hand. Telling her to wait there and not to move, that you would be right back.You walked down the hallway to the front door and opened it. There was David , all smiles and eagerness. You shake hands and I let him in.We entered the living room and found Kelly pouring herself another drink. Her panties were on the floor at the foot of the sofa. She paused at our entrance and sipped at the wine. She. She nodded."Do you want to try it?" I asked.She swallowed and said, "This is so wrong, but I can't help myself. I saw you that day fucking Beth in here and ever since I have dreamed about what it would be like. I know I have to try it even if I am your mother."My drunk self thought, cool let's do it. I reach for her nightie and pulled it over her head. Her body was everything I had dreamed it would be. All she was wearing now were some panties and I took those off as we climbed in my bed. She. At my local supermarket I found that they had a special offer on a brand of Irish whiskey I’d never heard of before. Scotch, Irish, what difference would it make? If one bottle wasn’t enough to kill, I needed at least two. Hell, why take chances? I bought five. It wasn’t as though I would need the money any more. The cashier was extremely suspicious and I had to prove I was over twenty one before she’d let me buy even a single bottle.I made my way to a quiet spot by the side of the river. If.