The group leader kept asking someone in group whether he enjoyed his conquests. The Watcher liked that word; conquest, CONQUEST. There was power in it...Over the last three days he had enjoyed his conquest; though it had soured in the end. In the beginning he had driven until he found a quiet place to stop. Then he had gone into the back of the van, stripped and stood over her, his erection sticking out away from his body, waving it around at her; her eyes following it, fear in them. He then. It wouldn’t take him but 2 to 3 strokes and the cum would start flying out of his raging cock.This torture had existed in Billy’s life since she moved into the house. Although he had been tempted many times, he never snuck into her room to play with her panties. For some reason, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. It was now 8 PM and the doorbell rang. It was a few of Kim’s friends coming over for the party. Billy stayed in his room and listened to the giggling downstairs.Just knowing. The old man's breath rattled one more time in his chest as he drew a deep breath. He face relaxed. His bleary eyes cleared as he looked at Sean and he smiled before whispering, "Thank you," and died as the breath left his body.Martha and Sheila backed up from the bed as the alarms started going off when the machines failed to receive the next heartbeat. Sean was softly cooing, and waving his arms as if he was telling the old man goodbye. They were silent when they finally left the ward. By some. You did notice that he was there today didn’t you?” she said. He looked up.“No!”“Well, he was. He did his best not to be recognized, but I saw him and recognized him almost right away. I kind of expected him to come, so I was looking for him. I don’t know why he came, had to be hard for him, but he did,” she said.“Jesus! Hard? It had to be brutal for him!” he said.“Hmm, I would guess so,” she said, “especially him seeing Jenna all into it and everything.”“Oh yes!” he said. “Had to be a killer.