No honour or respect was paid to the dead by them. Once killed by their hands, disposal of their bodies was the only thing they desired to do. James l...ughed at what he saw her do, then heard the terrified screams from the other girls and laughed harder, before walking away from the inferno. The meagre possessions found, were divided among the invading clan, supplying the profits of battle that was now theirs to claim as won. James looked about at the new lands of the MacRae’s and felt. . Now I got a good look at this girl's body, with tits that stood a little tighter and higher than my wife's 34 c's.While my wife's hair was longer, this girl had a Pixie type, and damn cute. I took the bold move of touching her tit in front of my wife. The dim nightstand lamp was now on, and I could see and feel the girl shiver as I touched her.My wife just sat there on the bed cross legged. The girl ( Wendy) was still sitting up half under the blanket. I looked seriously at my wife, as I. The next step was the shirt, and shower slides. I put on the slides, and carried the shirt in my hand. I was ordered to put it on as well, but asked if I could hold it, cause it was hot as hell in there. We arrived at the holding cell, and the officer said it was Ok about the shirt—several inside had shed theirs as well. There was one young looking punk sitting at the edge of one bench. I gave him a sideways kick and told him to move. He obliged—scared lil pussy, and I kicked back on the hard. He found what he was looking for. He quickly picked up the panties, bra and nightdress that his sister had left in the hamper of the bathroom. A devilish smile lay on his lips. He knew what he was going to do with them.As he came out of her bedroom, Stacy suddenly happened to turn around. She watched with some curiosity when she saw her brother coming out. With natural inquisitiveness, she watched as he entered his room, and unable to contain her curiosity, she followed him as soon as he closed.