"Donny, Mom said the key to a good marriage is communication. I want to talk about us and the kind of marriage we want. Nothing is off limits, and no ...olds barred. I'm going to be painfully honest, and I'd like the same from you."He took my hand and said, "I'd like that."I took a deep breath and said, "Mom has been a part of my sex life since my dad died. I feel so close to her that if I couldn't be near her I'd lose my mind. She's just as important to me as Charli was. In some ways, she's more. So if you try to leavebefore I have an answer, you are as good as cooked…..I am sure you willmake the right choice, you yummy little slut." She said…She turned onher heels and marched out of the room. My head was spinning, and was at a loss for words for maybe the first timein my life. My heart was pounding with panic. What am I going to do? Just then,the image on the screen changed. I saw the two of us in her room, me undressing,and so on. The more I saw, the more frightened I became. How did. You know I had stayed in that fisherman's Guest House and it sucked. There was no heat in there. There had been a chill in the air the night before they packed up and checked out. My guess was that they went to Williamston last night. I would bet the farm they weren't trained soldiers. They would have gone for the comfort. Hell if I was right, they weren't even killers they were paid nerds.My guess those two had flown drones over the compound to take a look see. They had gone to Williamston for. I didn’t recognise who it was, I presumed it was Leanne and Simon, the couple who couldn’t wait for us to arrive. It didn’t surprise me at all, they couldn’t even hold out to the bedroom. Leanne was laid across 3 stairs with her head thrown back and her light brown hair, similar colour to mine was strewn to one side of her neck as Simon pulled on it. Simon was on top of her, between her legs thrusting hard then soft making Leanne moan – the same moaning that could be heard from downstairs..