I'm starving, and that's the first good news I hear. The lessons soundhorrible, but I can deal with that when the time comes. First thingsfirst. "G...t it Dad. Do you have any bacon to go with that bread?" She was not a great eater of bacon,so rarely will you get any but youcan have some tonight if you are good. I didn't want to let her go, youknow, I kept her in her bed for two days and the freezer for three more,before your mother made me bury her in the back garden. I spent much ofmy free. .I moaned deep in my throat as my pussy spasmed again around Casper's cock when I came. I lost count of how many times that black man made me cum on his hard dick.The other blonde girl in the room was busy too. I could hear her moaning and screaming as the other black men teased her; from the sounds she was making, they were fucking the hell out of her. I opened my eyes and saw her fully naked, sitting on one man's cock, facing him so he could suck on her hard nipples.Another man stood behind. I did not mean to make you scared’ the little girl said with pleading eyes. Listening to how she spoke those words ‘Gabbie’s mommy’…my daughter’s nickname, reminded me how small this child was. If I was to know why she is here, I had to get over my fear of spirits. Mustering up enough courage, I spoke to her softly ‘Katie, how old are you?’ ‘I am three’ she answered automatically but sounding so mature. As if reading my thoughts, she added ‘I was three for a while now, but I feel all grown up. “Was she on the couch?“ I wondered. I plodded on. The house seemed empty. She wasn’t on the couch.Opening the French doors to let Ginger out, I said loudly, “Marissa?” to an apparently empty house. Was she still at the neighbors? Ginger looked at me questioningly as she crouched over the lawn to pee. “I guess your mistress isn’t here,” I told her.After the dog came back in, I found my phone and noticed right away that there were no messages before dialing my wife’s number. It immediately went.