The street was silent. I heard no noises that one would expect. No cars, no kids, no people, no other sounds of a normal neighborhood. I stopped in fr...nt of the Wilson's house. They had been our best friends and he had called about Florida after I left. I knocked on the door and received no answer. I tried the door but it was locked. I went around back. The back door wasn't locked and I went inside. I found all four of them dead. Ben and Patty were in their bedroom and the kids were in their. It makes me feel cold. But there are so many of them that I cannot give them the individual attention that they deserve; I just apply the techniques that I've learned."Jenny, whether you join us or not, you're going to have to learn those techniques and I know that it's going to bother you."Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw! I was still crying but I guffawed. And I was still crying when I started to laugh. I crudely wiped the tears out of my eyes and lowered my hand. Becky had a very solemn. In case you were wondering, yes, I did go low enough to feel between her thighs from behind. Even though my hand was relatively a good distance from her sex, I could still feel the dampness between those thighs, as well as the heat coming from her pussy. Of course, I kept working this little area, even running my hand between her cheeks so that she could feel her own wetness on my fingers. When I let one of those fingers find the little virgin bud back there, she stiffened, but gave no sound of. " I clinked drinks with her and we each took a sip.That started off a very pleasant thirty minutes or so while we quite deliberately talked about everything BUT our chosen professions. I was sure Karolina had heard every polite question that could be asked about tennis, and I was equally sure she had no clue what sport I was in, only knowing I was an Olympian by the Team USA uniform the guys had gotten me to wear.Instead, we talked about the weather, the venues, and the other events we'd gotten.