I think about death, diary, all the time. I think that maybe that's the only way that I'll be safe from him."The last entry was dated on Halloween nig...ht. The night that the murders had happened. One year ago tonight. The thought gave me a start. I knew about the murders. Anyone who read the papers or watched TV had at least heard of the name Saint and had some idea of what had happened. I knew the family had been brutally slaughtered. The realty agency I worked for had hired the cleaners to. Sorry! Thanks for reading – your feedback and votes are always appreciated. ~Rach * * * The scent of roses wafting in through the open window brought a brief hint of a smile to her cracked lips. With a pang of melancholy, it reminded her of the glorious days of summers long since passed. Endless weeks of cornflower blue skies and lazy hours spent walking, laughing, and most of all, loving. It all seemed an age ago now. Like sepia tinted photographs of another lifetime. If Eloise tried very. ., Will moaned, he didnt want to shave off his pubes, but the promise of sex made him think other wise. Both Will and Brook stood in the steamy shower. They were there to shave off Wills pubes, but the sight of each other wet and naked had made the two teens almost instantly horny. Will and Brook were both making-put passionately, as Will cupped Brooks tits in his palms. Her nipples were flaccid from the steamy shower, but her tits still felt smooth and warm in his hands. Brook felt Wills pecks. I told her I would take the lot, and she smiled and said great. I asked if she had change, and she said she would have to run in the house and get it. Woohoo!I knew I wouldn't have long, but my cock was already poking a huge tent in my shorts and with her out the door I went ahead and got my first sniff. Yeah you can still smell that sweet teen pussy through the laundry fragrance. Damn right. I quickly popped my cock out and rubbed it against the cottony gusset while I looked back towards.