I live somewhere where they are pretty common (you’ve probably got some idea on where I am now) so I could immediately tell this was different. The ...haking was sharp and stronger than any other I’d experienced before. The building to my right looked like it was made of stronger stuff than my left so I bolted over to it and ducked against it, covering my head and neck. The shaking went on for minutes, and I could hear buildings crack around all around. Glass shattered, telephone and electric. She opens her closet, looking for something to match the color of her obsidian fingernails. She finally settles on a black shirt and shiny black tights.Holly grins. “Much better.”Theresa looks in the mirror. Holly is right, she looks sexy. The black contrasts with her pale skin. The tights cling to her legs making them look shapely. The cut of the tights makes her waist look almost waspishly thin. The simple black shirt seems to cling to her breasts, making them look huge and perky.“Off to get. "You want my cock in your ass whore?" He asked finger fucking her ass with ease now with short hard trusts.She grunted, "n-no."But he just laughed, "It's just like my fingers only a little thicker," he laughed as did the other two. "Please don't, I've never had sex in my ass please leave me alone," she pleaded sounding scared and making me feel much better.The guy laughed at that and pulled his fingers out, her ass closed but slowly and not completely, staying open a little now a small black. I took that as a good sign.Natalie watched me compose my letter of resignation that evening, then sat with me as we told the children what the plan was. There were some unknowns, but the smiles on their faces told us that they supported what we wanted to do. Just as importantly, I learned how much more they appreciated our bringing them into the discussion. It was another step in rebuilding our family, and an important one for our future.When I delivered my letter to Peter Minshull three weeks.