So I did she put them on the table and said very loudly. “OK, bitch cut away.” I smiled and now knew why she wanted to be let free. She wanted to ...njoy the woman and watch her and her hate filled eyes as she cut her. The woman smiled and walked to her. She leaned down and fondled them tits for a bit of time. I decided to give her more time, since she was so full of hate. She actually talked to my wife as she handled her breasts. I will try and put down some of what she said. She told her that. Then stretched and yawned as she basked in her blissful love of Tabitha, much like she did every morning for the past year. The only thing that could have been better on this particular morning was if Tabitha had been in bed with her.Sabrina slowly climbed out of bed and pranced naked to her full-length mirror. She just loved looking at her reflection much like she did in her prior life, but instead of popping in and out of her various outfits; she simply gazed at her naked attributes. Sabrina. While they didn't tell us we were in the clear, the detectives inferred that as long as everything at the scene backed up our stories, we should be ok. If ever there was a case for self-defense, this was it. I did learn that the second man, the one I struck in the head, also died. I wasn't sure how to feel about all of it. I had killed two men, which would shake anyone, but I also felt I'd not had a choice. I found that I didn't feel bad about having killed them, although I was feeling a little. Now, seeing her sucking her thumb in the womb, I was more than willing to take a chance, more than willing to deal with an imperfect, doomed child.God, in His wisdom, rewarded our choice with a perfect, beautiful child. And two other, perfect, beautiful children. So perfect, so beautiful, that they often took my breath away.Not that my wife, Belinda, and I never had problems. Far from it. As wonderful as our children were, I had a big problem with being displaced from #1 to, eventually, #4 in.