David didn’t deserve this. He wasn’t a bad husband. He didn’t abuse or neglect her. She wanted for nothing. Well, that was a lie, wasn’t it? S...e wanted her stepson Colin like she wanted her next breath. Like she needed her next breath. And didn’t that feel like its own betrayal.Hugging herself, she walked over and sat in the oversized reading chair, tucking her legs under her. She’d married David, a sixty-five-year-old neurosurgeon, four years ago after he’d operated on her mother, removing a. If for some reason the entries in this journal stop without explanation, I urge whoever finds this to take it to the authorities and have Tim Brandton investigated immediately. You may be my only hope.Tuesday, January 27th, 1987-1:30 pm-This morning, Tim took me to Burger King and treated me to breakfast. I don’t know how he could have known I hadn’t eaten, and I think he also knew I had overslept and had rushed to meet him on the third floor at school on time. He told me we could make eating. They played in a crappy punk rock bandtogether, which mainly meant they sat around drinking and smoking weed.They were both big dumb thugs, who had hassled and bullied Larry manytimes over the years, chasing him and his friends, pushing them around,and shaking them down for money or anything else they might have. A fewyears back he'd seen Rocco stealing his mountain bike right out of hisgarage, but had been too scared to say anything about it or stop him."Where the hell did you come from, ya'. Another guy joined the duo and she started sucking his cock. The cock in her ass and the one in her pussy got into a rhythm and other cock that was in her mouth was probing her throat. Sally glanced over at Susan and saw that she was sucking a huge black cock and had both hands holding it as it gagged her by going so deep in her mouth. Another guy was fucking her while the hallway seemed to stay full. The man in her ass and pussy climaxed at the same time, their cum intermingling together as it.