I could see the look on her face as I turned back round, not sure if it was the smoke or a mixture of body odour and the smoke but she looked dazed“...uck Frank” she said softly, “You smell awesome” and that smile returned.I stood her up and slowly lifted up her tee shirt, she smiled as it went over her head. I looked down at her perky little titties and her nipples were like bullets showing just how turned on she was.I got down on my knees and slowly pulled down her shorts leaving her with a. The drive down was long and uneventful and to be honest when I got to the guest house I was quite knackered, all I wanted was a beer and a shower.I parked the car and grabbed my bag; I travel light with just a few pairs of shorts and tee shirts oh and my laptop so it was a small bag and headed for the lobby where I met Brenda.Brenda was sweet and very polite and friendly, she was probably late 30’s early 40’s at a guess and had a nice figure for her age, quite slim, she had wavy dark blonde. Son we urge you to come home, you will get a fair trial and willbe executed painlessly....no don't do ......."There was a scream of pain as the picture switched to that of a man infull military uniform."These two criminal parents will be given the fate they deserve unlesstheir mass murdering terrorist son gives himself up within 24hours...."It was Mum and Dad!Part 9?I sat back on the sofa in utter shock.What was I to do? My parents would be executed in twenty four hoursunless I gave myself up.. There were many days she would spend hours in cheap motels with the blessings from her boss, a bonus in a way. There were the several weekends she spent helping sick friends, usually the male hotel staff she ‘comforted’. Like they say, ‘the husband is the last to know.’ True, most of the towns people knew she was a fuck slut, but none had the guts to clue me in. I later learned that they didn’t want to hurt my feelings, or ruin what they thought was our ‘happy marriage’. It was a common.