We all left in one boiler, a 1935 Chevrolet Suburban Carryall that had been gloumed that afternoon. A copper in a squad car gave us the once over, but...did not put the screws on us. We were just some jig hep cats going to a jolly up. You could hear the sigh of relief as the copper turned off. Once we entered Long Island we dropped off the two gees with the Tommy guns to truck down to the beach. We then went back to the main road, took the turn off for Camp Siegfried and pulled far off the road. ' 'Well I'm glad to see you back. School wasn't the same without you. Right Lythia?' Lisbeth asked but the only response she got from Lythia was a grunt and a growl and made her sound more like an animal than the youngest daughter of the Proud Family. 'You should hurry up and eat, Richard,' Aura said from the head of the table. 'The Queen has asked to see you in an hour and I don't think you will have much free time after that, so eat as much as you can now.' Lisbeth hugged Richard once more. Connie opened her legs and hunched her pussy down and forward. Jerrys eyes widened as he watched Emilys long tongue extend completely until just the tip was tracing his wifes pussy lips. Connie gasped softly, then moaned as Emily trilled the tip of her tongue over her swollen clitoris. Her voice quavering, she began to set the scene for her husband. So, after — after we ate dinner, we were all in the bed. And Emily — Oh! Ooooh! — Emily pushed her whole hand into Kimberly and was l-l-licking. As we entered the hospital the doctors were busy trying to revive him and I could only watch as they cut into him. We waited in the waiting room for hours they operated on him and in the end he had a punctured lung and they needed to remove one of his kidneys but the worst part was where the third one hit. The doctor told me that the bullet was lodged in his heart and couldn't be removed and now he has shortened his life span by a considerable amount. I just stood there trying to come to terms.