It wasn’t right! How could she be dead? She was perfectly fine when they left on Friday. How is this even possible? Maybe my parents fought. She go... upset… I shook the thought from my mind and sat up, looking around my bedroom, as I had done a million times, but something was different. My once normal, bright life had turned dull. It felt as if I was stuck in an old black and white film and there was no way out. I glanced back at my bed, remembering I had just woken up. Maybe I dreamt it, I. She moved to switch the kettle on yet again and decided that she was going to isolate and neutralize the situation. As her brother sat down on one of the bar stools that stood at the coffee nook, she apologized for what had happened earlier. She was blushing so much that she almost appeared to have a fever when the tension was broken with him laughing. “I am not a fool that thinks you don’t do it from time to time...I mean I am sure everyone does. I did however never think that I would actually. In fact, I would have bet that she was younger than the teenagers that had accosted me the day before.But the greeting was the same.“Oh my God!” she said effusively. “They said you were going to be here! Oh my God! Can we get a picture before I go in for makeup? It would be so straight. Our fans will shit if we tweet a snap of us together.”I looked at Jill to see if she knew who this kid might be. I sure as hell didn’t.“Can we give Travis a second to get his bearings, Miss Hart?” Jill asked. Sir?.sir?.No. Jesus. OH GOD. Aaargh. Oh god. Oh god. Please stop!!? A continuous, long wail. ?Please stop. I’ll do anything. Please. You’ll bite them off! Please stop! Aaaaargh!!?Thwack. A deep, heaving gasp.The headboard of their bed banged against the wall. She was on the bed now, he was sure of it. His sensitive cock was so hard, alive with the thrill of his imagination, of the exciting sounds pouring from his tortured wife.?Turn over!? yelled Fleming. For a few moments there was silence,.