August, 1992Atlanta, Georgia"Eddie, I just think it's for the best."Ed Martin couldn't believe it. When his girlfriend Chrissy Edwards had said on the...phone she had something important to discuss with him, he thought for sure he knew what it was. She's finally ready to have sex with me, he thought on the drive over to her house.Ed and Chris had been dating for over two years, since just after Ed's sophomore year. Now, with Ed graduated and off to Stanford in less than a week, and Chrissy still. Often they were funny, or tales of some of the memorable characters she'd gotten to know over the years, sometimes well-known politicians or actors and the like.About a week down the river from Nankoweap, they camped one night at a place called Backeddy, near Deer Creek Falls. Both Scooter and Crystal had gone along with Andrea and Debby on at least part of the falls hike, doing some artistic poses that were clearly intended to show feminine strength, not feminine sexuality. There were several. " I won't.." She stands transfixed looking at the screen. " … do that." "You will and more." I stand behind her my hand opens the moist back flap on her onesie exposing her clean shaven asshole and pussy. I rub two fingers along her slit. "Miss me?" She spreads her legs further apart allowing me better access. I rub my fingers along her slit to her swollen clit and back to her asshole. Over and over. "Open the closet. Put on the maid outfit" I click the tv remote and video and the girl receives. The month after Peter's funeral was also the most depressing moment onWilliam's life. He wondered why someone would kill his brother. He kneworganized crime was involved in Peter's dead, but didn't understand why.Something was sure; William wanted revenge on whoever killed hisbrother. Things were also strange, William was sure he was beingobserved and sometimes being followed.He was walking home when someone approached him- My name is Sharon Miles and we have to talk. I know who killed.