Susan had explained the sense of detachment from her body she had felt when Margarita had taken it over."It was like being a passenger in a car," Susa... explained. "You can see where you're going and what you're doing but you have no control over any of it. Well, I knew that wasn't right. Udit taught us better than that. I took back control but followed along until she said to shoot Pete." Susan snapped her fingers and said, "That's when I pointed the shotgun at her," the black woman said with a. After a few minutes of crying, both girls calmed down. "You know, I blame myself for my mom getting into the accident. It was the day that I came out to her. I told her I was a lesbian, and she left the house without a word. I will never forget the look of disgrace she gave me before she shut the door to the apartment." Amber continued; fighting back more tears. "It's not your fault. Just like I couldn't know my brother had cancer, you couldn't have known. You didn't do anything wrong." Said. Mary was wearing a sundress, and it was a very skimpy, low-cut dress at that. It was obvious to any viewer, that she had only the dress on and nothing else. It was also just as plain to 'that' viewer, that her pussy was very clean-shaven. Her breast's threatened to send the dress into two distinct pieces at any fast hard movement of her very toned body. Al sat in his chair and just stared at her, drinking in her beauty."Al, why have you kept me around?" Mary was curious; all Al had ever done to. He wouldn't be here if they wanted him dead.As he hands her the bowl back, he blinks a few times. Everything seems so much clearer, his mind slowing in thought, but all his senses come to life. His last full thought is that it was some kind of drug, but he can't think much past that. Especially when he feels the doe touch his chest. He looks down at her, feeling small in that amber gaze.She kneels down to his shackled feet, places the key into its hole and opens the cuffs around his ankles. He.