They sawed on her neck, over and over, until the head was severed from her body. The men left her there after kicking some dust over her body.All this...was established by the statements that father and son gave during the trial before a religious court. The mother, Mrs. Alamensara Zimri, was complicit in the assassination of the girl. The mother, of course, did not testify – no woman had ever testified in that particular court. The shame to the family honor was just too great to be borne.They. The rain showers were getting heavier .. I sat on my knees and grabbed her butts and pulled her closed to my face.I opened her buttons from her pant and lowered them till her knees. She was already wet.I teased her more by kissing her thighs and giving love bites on her thighs and kissed over her pussy over her inner wear . I could smell the sweetness of her pussy.She was going irresistible and was moaning in pleasure.I pulled her underwear down and planted a kiss on her pussy lips.She. By the time she reached her bed, she had slid on her night shirt, which Phillip noticed was plain grey in color, no cute animals or flowers for Sally and jumped in bed. She turned on her alarm clock and then settled down to go to sleep, leaving the lamp on her desk on. 'Well that was interesting', Phillip thought as he rolled back over and played the brief image he saw over and over again before he too fell asleep, thinking he could hear a noise very faintly, a noise that made him think someone. He turned around and started coming toward me. By this time the house was empty. I balked and backed up into a corner. Bad idea. He kept coming toward me. He was a teenage boy... What else did I expect? He hesitantly looked me over. "Did I ever tell you that you have a great body?" he said. I gave a little nervous laugh. I knew I was cornered. Both shirts were on the floor a couple of feet away, and Phillip was in good physical condition and could definitely take me. I sighed. Isn't this what I.