Their father had loved to spank her and fuck her as they watched. So had his best friend. Her brother had often just shown up unannounced, fucked her,...shared her with his friends and left. The boys knew their mother was a whore.But this was different. Those had been grown men. Dustin was their age. They went to school together. It seemed disrespectful to them to worship his cock and not theirs, to help him taunt them by telling them she’d be spending the night with him while his cum was still. “You do look good Keela.”“Thank you, I feel good. Things are good.”He stood there, looking at me.“Well, I won’t keep you. Is your number still the same?”“It is.”“Maybe we can do dinner one night.”“Yeah, maybe….”I shrugged. ~Chapter 15~Two Weeks Later“Has the jury reached a verdict?” the judge asked.“We have your honor.”“Will the defendant please rise.”I stood up, crossed my hands and looked at the jury.“What say you?” “We, the jury, find the defendant, Darqwell Robinson, guilty of murder in the. I asked her if she would be jealous with him flirting with another woman, she said she would be happy if he could get the relief he needs so long as it wasn't with a single woman. We watched them as they were splashing each other in the water. His wife looked at me and said it looks like he is already coming onto her. Just then I saw him grab her round her waist and pull her down into the water. She didn't want to get her bikini bottoms wet but now they were soaking. I decided to walk to the. I struggled to adjust to the barely noticeable glimmer of light down the corridor that I identified as a type of kiln. Losing my life was never a matter I considered so why should it be now? The life I once knew had ended and this served as a well needed distraction from the dormancy of suburban existence.Our hands were freed also but the stocky man warned "no funny business or I make you into feed for the animals". Even the suggestion that the droning on of his voice wouldn't be a memory and.