As I sat in the car, feelings rushed through me. Anticipation, excitement, the feeling of vengeance. But then a feeling of guilt; was I really about t... fuck Rebecca in front of her husband, who is in a vegetative state? The feeling of guilt subsided quickly as I remembered the terrible things that Tim had done, not only to me but his family and former co-workers. The man had always been a piece of shit, and karma was going to find him soon enough.My phone vibrated with a text from Rebecca; she. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and looked completely comfortable being topless in front of Bobby and her mother.“Didn’t we already do this?” complained Mindy.“That was just to determine whose breasts he liked the most,” said Jennifer. “If you’ll remember, he said he couldn’t choose, and likes us both. I still don’t get why you were asking him stupid questions.”“I was teasing him!” snapped Mindy. “I was trying to get him to admit what he wants to do!”“So don’t stop just because I’m here,” said. Finally, I reached the milf's bedroom, where I repeated the process. But there was still one girl missing- the dark haired sister I couldn't find. She was a very short girl, maybe five feet tall, and very thin. She went to the high school in town, unlike the other girls, so I knew she was a bit younger. I yelled out into the dark and silent house, "Come the fuck out you retarded bitch!", In hopes I could scare her into surrendering herself. I began stealing all the valuables, a hefty task. Not so much for Superman but because I loved seeing Lois Lane tied up.) The content of the magazine itself was disappointing but Mr. Evans noticed and made some comment about my interest in the cover.After flicking through a couple of the other nudies I again said I needed to be going home. Mr Evans told me that he had other Detective Magazines and if I came by tomorrow he'd have them out for me. I should have known better but I did want to see them and agreed with a nonchalant ‘sure’. He.