I had never hated anyone in my life until I saw what Miss Therriault did to Miranda, and what she had planned for Milly. I need to release this anger...and hatred before I die, mom. I will release it by making Miss Therriault go through the kind of hell she imposed on Miranda. You may not want to see it. I can understand that. I ask only one thing. They will have to start preparing me around 11:00. If you do leave, please be back by then. I want my last moments to be with my family." . I was impressed at how well she did firing a gun she had never held before, and Sarah was thrilled at her marksmanship. She said that she had never shot so well before, and the recoil was no problem with the two-hand stance. I thought it was best to quit there with that pistol; we had learned what we wanted to know and I did not want Sarah to develop any habits with a gun she would never use again.I got the expected reluctance when I directed her attention to the shotgun. I had covered the. I thought about the days when I had peeped under her skirt crawling innocently under the dining table and stared at the crotch of her snow white panties while she served an enormous dinner for the family, and any other female too. I thought about the times when she had caught me looking, and snickered quietly to me ‘something’s going to bite you if you keep that up,’ then would grin. I thought about the times, usually Grandpa’s birthday, when she had no knickers on and I would stare at her. I could her them talking softly and then it stopped. I thought I heard him moaning...I waited a few minutes and decided to find out what was happening. I crept upstairs to the door of our bedroom, and when I looked in the door, which was slightly open, I could see them. My wife was on her knees and she had the bun out of her hair. Tyrone was facing me and looking down at her. He was completely naked. His skin is dark and he is very muscular and defined. Tyrone had his black hands on her head.