" We won't pretend," I told her. "But let's don't hurry, either, Sweetie. Let me stay the night. I won't sleep in the guest room; I'll sleep with you....But we won't hurry... OK? Tonight will only be a beginning."I followed Alice upstairs and, for the first time, we went into her little bedroom together and closed the door behind us. The room was low-ceilinged and crowded; the furnishings, and the bed, were old-fashioned. Possibly, I thought, that had been her parents' marriage bed.In the dim. For good or bad Mom was going to know her son had fucked her and fucked her good; hell he was still fucking her.I lay still letting her awaken to discover me with my cock deep in her delightful pussy. "What, what the;" she murmured. I could feel her shift and then there was a shrill intake of breath. "Waldo." She gasped. I felt her try to jerk free of me. But I clamped my legs together holding her leg tight between mine. She jerked and strained pulling away and me pushing hard to keep my cock. Dragging it over my clit, then my pussy. I spread my legs and rub till I feel the beginning of my first orgasm. I run a finger across my pussy and slip it in. Fingering myself wishing it was his cock. My fantasy is distributed by the knock on the door. My aunt saying to hurry. I tell her I need to shave my legs. She says breakfast is on the table. I apply cream on my slim legs,and draw the razor up slowly. Touching myself I decide to to touch up my pussy. Pulling the skin taught I careful run. "Is he still alive?" asked Elijah."Best to be sure," said Ezra who bent down on his knees and hammered the stone onto the Buddhist's skull until the blood flowed from the nose and mouth so abundantly that the pagan couldn't possibly still be alive."Amen," said Isaac."Amen," echoed his few remaining companions.Isaac surveyed those around him. With Jacob dead there was now even fewer true believers. The first to die was David and of all the recent deaths this was the one that most troubled Isaac..