It was a gay bar.Ah, shit, I thought to myself. Probably wouldn’t meet a lady at this place.I was surprised Denny had invited me here. He’d never ...truck me as gay, but I don’t have the best gaydar.I’d known Denny to be a skirt-chasing maniac. Wait, was he maybe bi?He was a prankster, though, always pulling gags in the office. Perhaps it was a joke?I wasn’t sure, but I decided to take advantage of the “fabulous” drink special, slam a couple of shots to finish off the virus, then have a stroll. “Come over please Brenda,” Vicky asked. She placed Brenda between Diane and Cathy. “We know Brenda is a brunette, getting her dark hair from Dan, but look at her facial features and her figure. They could all be triplets,” she explained.“You’re right!” Karen exclaimed, and Brenda felt relieved.“Dan, you sure know how to produce beautiful looking women!” Karen beamed.“I did have some help,” he smiled, hugging his love close to his side.“And handsome young men too,” Brad added, and everyone. ” Her eyes couldn’t go any wider, she’s screaming and mumbling hysterically as I fill her mouth with blood and pussy juice from her daughter’s virgin cunt. She gags a few times, but I force her to lick me up and down. “Remember, ladies, your punishment can get a lot worse if you don’t quiet down.” Firm, angry tone. They both quiet down.I pull out of Grace’s face and aim for Ella’s cunt again. Still seeping a bit of blood, I stab in mercilessly. She muffles herself into her mother’s belly. I. A thing he never thought she would have, the huge grey stone house with her family name on it. He was to keep the key until his eldest was old enough to handle such things, and day by day after work now he sat there, talking to her. Here he could sleep without the night terrors. Then one day the chair was there. Visible through the small window in the metal door. No sign of where it came from, it just was. As frightening as the disappearances had been, this chilled his spine. And so it came.