Andrea, Xiomara, will you feed them and keep the stuff out of the boxes.”“This shit is orange?” Franny steadied her stutter after a deep breath....“Trishie’s hair is black?” I flipped my martial artist’s hair. A couple of flakes skittered away in crooked tornadoes.“If you feed them they might follow us home,” Pat mocked them. She also punched me in the hip for calling her Trishie. I slipped my arm over her shoulders.“They’ve been around, they’ll answer questions better if we treat them well. I. You’re not even gonna get in trouble for it. How do you feel about that?’ ‘Honestly, nothing.’ ‘Nothing at all?’ ‘Nope.’ There was a genuinely troubled expression on Wesley’s face, and he looked at David. ‘Fucking hell, it’s just like Tyler. He doesn’t give a shit either.’ ‘I know,’ David replied. ‘And Dad. Zero fucks there.’ ‘Darren shot people too,’ I said. ‘Yeah, but he actually feels a bit bad about it.’ ‘Wes, if we didn’t kill them they were gonna kill us. Do you get that?’ ‘It’s so fucked. My back was facing them but I could see them on the mirror in front of me. I got up and turn around (so by then he saw my hot ass/back in G-string as well as my hot 36d boobs barely covered by lace bra) and said oh sorry I am getting ready for a party. By this time hubby was out of the room pretending talking to the boss. This guy was looking at me from top to toe while I slowly moved towards the bed to take the robe to cover my self. Hubby came in and said to me ‘honey could you please show. I only had one drink and now I can't rememberanything." "My pussy and ass are so sore. They may have really hurtme." Millicent had takenher immediately to the clinic where it was confirmed that Ashley had beenraped. There was plenty of DNA evidence but with Ashley's lack of memory therewas no one to compare it to. They went home where Ashley curled into a littleball on the sofa and refused to move or talk or eat. For a week she drank onlywater or juice and then announced that she was dropping.