"He would be an idiot to do it," I suggested to keep the conversation on the dead camera, not the exploding building."Where is Martin anyway?" he aske...d."I sent him to Walmart for some of those OTC painkillers I am taking. I'm about out." I said. "Well keep an eye on the driveway. Since we don't have the cop outside, I'm more than a little paranoid. The Atwoods are going to know we are onto them."Before Martin left, he had retrieved my weapons stash. It looked as though I wouldn't be needing the. Pony..?" The undertaker nodded. "Of course, a man always needs a strong creature to help his toils. I think you will do well little pony." Jesus Cassy!" Diora spat frustrated with her own in ability to act sooner and now her friends' compliance, "fucking stop listening to the bastard and start helping us." Cassy looked around and saw a big piece of wood baton nearby. She gripped it wielding it high like a samurai sword her legs tensed balancing on heels, grey skirt showing her thighs pushed. I'll be right back in."I started to pull my knuckle away and she dipped her head, catching it in her teeth, wrapping her lips around it and running her tongue around it wetly, once. Releasing me, she kissed it once and said, "Don't be too long, you hear?" Less than two minutes, Dear." I quickly ducked out the door, propping it open so it wouldn't latch behind me (I don't have a key). Walking to my truck, I reached behind the seat and took out my 'Barbie' clothes mini-suitcase. A small tin 6" x. The weight of her mom meant Zoe couldn’t move, as her mom began kissing Zoe’s mouth again. Zoe could feel her mom’s hands exploring the young girl’s body, through her silk nightdress she could feel her mom caressing her breasts, then a hand on her thigh, as her mom found Zoe’s mouth opening again and her tongue exploring the young girl’s mouth.Zoe felt confused. She couldn’t comprehend her mom’s actions, yet somewhere inside her she was unable to stop her mom. As if her frustration from earlier.