Stressing about possibilities wouldn't help her prepare for them. She didn't have energy to waste on might-have-beens either. What she needed to do no... was rest, recover as best she could from dehydration and her injuries. Every advantage she could give herself would be needed if she was going to get out of this situation.It was getting dark. The streetlight and full moon the night before had provided plenty of light in the kitchen, She was glad he hadn't left the lights on. Marla lay down on. "You were right about me knowing right from wrong. I know the right way to treat people and I'm going to treat them that way."Mom's glare lost a little of its harshness, but not much."Just remember you do," she said."I realized a little too late that my actions are a reflection on you, too," I said. "I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry for all the crap I've put you through over the past few years. You don't have to worry about me at school next year. I hope I never give you reason to be disappointed. I think I said "Oh my god!" and it was then that Robert started sucking my cock deep in his mouth deep throating me while Lisa worked that spot...it didn't take me long at all to cum right down Roberts throat...he had much more tolerance for deep throating and cum than I did.I was floored, I'd never had a prostate orgasm before, and they both were laughing at how hard I came...Robert kissed Lisa so she could taste my cum too, and I watched them for a minute and decided to help finish Robert. We have more than enough complications todeal with as it is."His retort was stopped as the sound of the door to Deirdre's bed chambersopening. Slowly, and not all the way, but it opened.Garret was there when it even reached a crack that would admit light."Deirdre! Are you all right?" Define 'All right'," a soft voice came from behind the door as one brightblue eye peered out of the narrow opening the barely opened door offered."Are you injured?" Not physically," Deirdre replied as the blue.