It seems to involve attackers appearingfrom nowhere and vanishing back into thin air without harming a hair onthe head of the victim." That's odd. So ...hat kind of attackers are they? Assassins, cultists,undead...?" I don't know. Well, not yet. Everyone I've gotten a hold of yet has onlyhad very little to say about it. It's almost as if they don't rememberthe event clearly. Or don't -want- to talk about what they saw for somereason." Extortion maybe?" Mayolin offered."Possible. Or some kind of. "What? I didn't hear you." I said, 'not at first'," Bob answered again, but then he figured he should try to save what little of his male dignity he could as he added, "I only found out tonight, and when I did, I was so shocked I threw her out." Really, Bobbie? You know that's not what Donna told me." Donna...told you..." Bob parroted as he looked up at her with wide eyes."Oh, yes, Bobbie. I meet her when she left here and we had a long talk about you. She's really a nice girl, but she. That is the county where we live. So, in the northern part, but not in Northern Ireland, the country.”“Here, show us.” Lara retrieved an atlas from the bookshelf in the living room and spread it open on the table.“There, this is Donegal,” Muireann pointed. “The border with Northern Ireland, here. And all the way up here ... This little peninsula is called Inishowen, and ... Oh look, there you can see the town of Buncrana.”“It’s on the map?” Tommy asked, incredulous.“It is. We live just outside. Jessica replaced Ken’s hand with her own as she fingered her cunt while he pounded her ass. Ken stroked her shapely ass as he buried his cock in her asshole and filled it with his seed. Jessica and Ken finished showering for real this time. They dressed and had breakfast. “What time are you due at Lisa’s house?” Ken asked. “Sometime after lunch, we were going to hang out by the pool but it’s raining.” Jessica reminded him. “So it is just sex on the agenda today then,” Ken said with a chuckle..