When we got up stairs in the room, I bent to kiss Sarah, picked her up and carried her to the bed. I stood her beside the bed and took all her clothes...off roughly. She was breathing heavily, moaning softly. I threw her down on the bed and made her watch, as I stripped naked to join her. Elaine sat in the chair watching us. We kissed deeply. Sarah was already aroused, I didn’t have to do much. Her pussy dripped and her nipples jutted and were hard. I pulled her by the hair to my lips. Her. I cantell thee'th come to love me ath her daughter. Doing thomething to hurther wouldn't make me feel good. I'd feel sad for hurting my...my mother.I can't think of her any differently, not after this long of a thpan oftime." Heather suddenly seemed tired from all the talking. She leanedher head on my shoulder and stopped crying."What about you, Ryan?" the old woman asked."I don't know how I feel. I'm more worried for Heather than anything," Isaid. With that I stood in the seat of the chair,. Donkey had gleefully drawn it up. The words Three Hole Slut were to be tattooed high on Karen’s chest so they’d be visible even if Karen wore a regular tee shirt. Each character of every word was made up of depictions of penises and vaginas forming the letters.The artist took almost as long admiring the work and positioning it perfectly as he did transferring the drawing to Karen’s skin. Karen was almost as astonished at the end result as she’d been when Tucker had wholeheartedly agreed with. And I don't need a protector, thank you. I think I can manage quite fine on my own – you're the one everyone is trying to kill. If I stayed away from you, I wouldn't be in any danger. And if I did need protecting, I have a brother who is more than willing to oblige. I tried to avoid you – Maker knows I tried – would I have done that if I was trying to get close to you?" Playing hard to get, maybe? A strategy you knew would work from your Maker-forsaken game?"My voice cracked in despair. "Do you.