I got Randy's apartment tapes. Randy thought he was a singer for some reason. He sang along with the radio, or whatever he was using to play the songs... I listened to him and fast forwarded a lot of the time. "Wilson I don't think this clown talks to anyone," I said."It is possible, but I doubt it. We would probably have better luck with a phone clone on him. At least we wouldn't have to listen to hours and hours of bullshit," he said."Then why didn't we do that?" I asked."Because he knows you. I was so ashamed, I didn’t want anyone to know. No, I wasn’t doing that. Fuck him, I wasn’t going to be raped by the system after he raped me. Fucking hell, no.I got the keys, went to my car, still fucking naked, and drove home. I parked inside the garage and closed the door with the remote before I got out of the vehicle. I went straight in and took a long, warm shower. Trying to get the nastiness off me, out of me. It didn’t work.I sat in my living room, staring at the tv with the sound. Will immediately crawled on the bed getting between her legs, blowing his hot breath on her wet sex slit causing her to shiver. Using his tongue and teeth, he lightly pulled at her pubic hair, occasionally nipping her mound until he had the morsel of cheesecake in his mouth, leaning up to share it with her. Gazing at her with a wicked gleam in his eyes, he slowly and methodically licked, kissed, and sucked his way up her belly. He made sure to tongue fuck her navel and lightly touch her clit. "Ok, we have to go Michael. I'll always love our time together. Take care of yourself and keep in touch after you get over being mad at us." I will always love the two of you," I told her. "You take care of both of you and email or call when you can."I gave her a hug and a big kiss and then followed her up the stairs, where the rest of the family was waiting. Mrs. Waters and Becky guided a crying Vicky to the back seat of the family SUV and then got in the front.Mr. Waters turned to me and said.