We sat her down on chair, looking directly at my bed. We proceeded to act out what had happened the previous nights when Abby and I made love.. I lay ...ack on the bed, my arm around my sister, her head buried in my chest. Unbeknownst to me, she was quite an actress. Real tears were flowing down her face. I mad a point to ask her about that later. I pulled her closer to me, letting her cry into my shoulder while I stroked her hair, hoping to make her stop. Finally, Abby looked up at me exactly as. I killed a dozen before dawn and returned to my rooms. I put the weapons away but kept the club. I kept most of the coppers and poured the rest into one corner of my mother's clothes chest. I left and went to buy food and eat and listened to the talk. People tried to be quiet but they were excited.All the dead I had hung had been found and cut down. Now the bastards were pissed and striking out at anyone that even looked at them. I left the market and began to hunt using the alleys. I saw two. The regular snore was still there. Janie’s hand moved up to the waistband of my panties and slid inside. I felt her finger find my clitoris and as I lay panting, staring deep into her eyes she chased the stiff nub around flicking and rubbing, my mouth was wide open, and my breath was rapid.“Oh Janie, that feels so fucking good.” I murmured.“Then you are really going to love this baby,” she whispered.She took her middle finger and plunged it into my wet pussy. I gasped with delight,“ O Janie, I. She seems to be here for business, not pleasure. Besides, I don’t have time for wooing women anymore.’ ‘Ah, nonsense! You are still young, and besides, it is time you settled down.’ They quieted as Vanessa’s voice rose over the phone. ‘Three days? You’ve got to be kidding me! I can’t wait three days for another car! I’ve got to get to Mexico City!’ She stood angrily with her hand on her hip, her eyebrows knotted. Then she sighed as she shook her head, placing her palm against her forehead. ‘All.