.. Leon gazed through the binoculars again at the small town, in particular at the sign Mayoni had just pointed out to him. "Yeah, really something......What do you think?"Mayoni whispered, "Almost too good to be true... But... Maybe we're just incredibly lucky... We were lucky with the rain... Lots of thunder... no water... The clouds are very dark to the east and north, it might be a different story for Mark... Uncle Leon?" Yeah?" We made almost thirty kilometers in less than an hour. We were. . muster up the courage to confess the whole lurid story to her, he wasn't going to degrade her further with sex.What surprised him most last night, through, was her apparent acceptance of his evasive reactions in bed to her inviting little caresses, lying there and asking no question almost as if she understood the anguish gnawing at him... as if she had sorrows to match his. And he wasn't sure he approved of that, eitherHe stood in the bedroom now drying his water speckled body with a towel.. His hands started totremble. His legs felt like lead. Flat-top flipped to another photo. "Ilike this one, good contrast, rich color."It was Becky. Changing clothes. Naked. Derek's full rage came aliveright there and then. He had snapped. He took his cuffed hands andswung them into Flat-top's jaw. Derek heard the bone crack. Flat-topreached for her tazer. Derek swung his hands back to punch her in thestomach. She fell back and hit her head on the cement floor. Shewas out cold.Derek bent down and. She had actually invited her son and his pretty girl friend to fuck in her house, had actually given her blessing to their hot-fucking activities."Terry, I really enjoyed meeting your mother tonight," Wendy said warmly, curled up on Sheila's sofa with her head nestled against Terry's broad shoulder.The evening had gone very well for everyone, much more smoothly than earlier encounters between Wendy and Sheila. Sheila had been gracious this evening, exhibiting not a bit of the jealousy she had.