Ariana was a maestro. She liked sucking cock, and she knew what she was doing. Her fundamental technique was long, slow deep-throats punctuated by tor...uous attention with her tongue to the head of my dick. Swirls around it, then nice sucks around the crown. She connected these two practices with sensual bobs up and down, from ball sack to the tip and back and the occasional drag from that small bottle. It was a wonderful blowjob. But I like to push limits and sensed that I could ask for more.. I’m so sorry. How?”“Dad had a brain aneurysm. He went out for his morning stroll and never came back. We found him in a heap in the back yard. Mom was a heavy smoker and had emphysema. She had a crisis that turned into pneumonia and was gone in three days. There was no will. Probate awarded me our childhood home and Carmen got the bungalow ... or, to be precise, the equity in it. By now her travel columns had taken off and she had the means to finance it herself.” Roger looked into Chris’s. I think it was at that moment, seeing her vitriol shining from her avaricious mask, that my perception of her changed. Maybe it was my self-perception that changed, I did not know, nor did I care. For I was seeing a dark side of Joy, a side that desired to horde the wealth of nations, and live in splendor as an idol. It aroused me, and the very thought that I would be sexually attracted to my own daughter only aroused me further, for such an attraction was abhorrent and wrong, and Petra would. We search the bodies of three men, took two rifles, and drove awayusing the snowmobiles.*****"What do you think?"I shrug my shoulders. "I don't know."The small city ahead of us looks peaceful and quiet. It already gettingdark, and I feel hungry and cold. The clothes are getting wet from allthe snow we've been walking through. We've been hiding at the edge ofthe forest for an hour or so, watching for the vehicles or people ofthe corporation. We didn't notice any sign of them but still.