I tell myself to 'man up', as I follow her inside. Dark lush carpet, light grey walls, modern furniture. The interior is a reflection of the occupant....Oh, sparkling water, ice and lemon please..." She fetches drinks in the kitchen. I scan the lounge room. Abstract paintings in elegant gold frames, photos of people, probably relatives, parents, grouped together on a side table. I slowly lower myself on the cream colored sofa. Large, soft patterned cushions surround me. I place my bag on the. She had an innocent face and long straight brown hair. Andre looked between her legs, she didn’t shave her cunt. It didn’t look like she even trimmed. Then he noticed a smear of blood on her thighs. “Little white bitch was a virgin.” He said with envy. Trey smiled and nodded. ***It was an hour before Andre and Trey had fully searched the house and loaded up anything worth taking. There was some jewelry and electronics, a couple grand in cash taped beneath a dresser drawer and a nice Glock 40. He could see the juices forming a wetness on C’s pussy lips. Little bubbles of C’s excitement formed around C’s slit. Then ran down her lips. B licked his lips. He knew C was in heat and needed someone or something to begin to work on her.B took his hand and reached between C’s open legs. He cupped her pussy and C jumped with surprise. But as B continued to cup and squeeze C’s cunt gently, he felt C push back against his hand.He smiled as he rubbed his hand up and down C’s pussy. He squeezed. My stomach groaned in emptiness. I concentrated in an effort to remain still.Suddenly with a keening squawk one flapped up and then down to land on me. In the same instant I brought my arms together to clasp the wilding struggling and crying bird. Within moments I had managed to wring it's neck suffering only several beak induced gashes to my arms.In victory I held the bird above my head and screamed, "YES!" DAMN" Kimberly swore.She had been knocking two coconuts together as she attempted to.