Dad handled the situation and we left for home.Dad was quite and not speaking anything. We reached home and changed into night dress. I asked dad “W...y are you silent? Did you start thinking again of my marriage? “ . Dad said “yes , I would think, people around us started making comment if even they knew the situation. I invested so much on your sister marriage. At least I need some time.Your mother even did not understand and did the things carelessly.” I sat near to dad and placed my hand on. " I said.I had hardly finished when the phone beeped telling me I had an e-mail. It was from the girls; it was filled with pictures. Jenny, Patti and I went into my office so we could look at them on the big monitor. I had to laugh; the first picture was of Marcy wearing a hard hat and safety glasses sitting in the excavator. The caption with the picture read 'Some times to get it right you just have to do it yourself'. We had a good chuckle at that one.All that was left of the house was a. "Alright Rachel, you listen to me carefully now," I said. With the upper half ofmy face still masked, she did not recognise me. "I came here to look forsome money and jewelry. To make a living out of wealthy folks like yourparents."She nodded, her eyes searching my face to try to glean my intentions."I guess its just bad luck that such a lovely lady like yourself was herewhen I broke in," I continued. The fear showed in her eyes but she did notspeak."If you do exactly as I ask, I promise you. Seeing us the moment we came in, they immediately waved us over to join them. As they both stood in greeting, I couldn't help notice, and drool slightly over the way they both looked. Like Carol, Diane too looked hot as hell, her attire a bit unusual perhaps, wearing a black bow tie, much like mine, though she also had one what appeared to be a white satin bra, with nipple cut-outs, her gorgeous tits poking through, though that wasn't the only thing that was either. She wore bright red crotch.