There was a box of wine in the cabinet. I could pop down there real quick and...No, no. Clint was almost done. And there would be something delicious ...to drink in his room.I headed to the stairs to the attic. The moans were coming from my phone and from upstairs. They weren’t synced. The groans came from my phone just a fraction of a second later. I smiled, stalking up to Clint’s. I reached his door, opening it.“I’m your slut!” Alicia shouted. “Cum in me!”And groaned as I watched my son’s. She did some shopping, quite a bit of shoppping. She went round to her children’s houses and gave then a load of fresh food that was going to go off in her fridge whilst she was away. She then came home and booked herself a taxi and then she packed her suitcase and put it on the scales to make sure it was not too heavy. Satisfied that she was ready to go she spent a quiet evening at home reading her book and had an early night. The next day she was ready to go on her holiday. She was so. How can some one do that?”“I didn’t come through it love,” A pair of cool lips brushed his own, “I died, remember.”Marek grimaced as his mind conjured up images based on Heather’s description of the final hours of her life. His couldn’t even imagine the torture that she had endured at that woman’s hands.“Okay love so you want revenge, I can understand that. So how are we going to do this.” Marek asked grimly.“We, I’m sorry love you can’t help with this, you would be seen, leave finger prints. I. “Mr. Roberts would like some time for himself this afternoon, I’m sure. Now you head home, and pick out a movie, and start the popcorn. I’ll be over shortly, Mr. Roberts is going to give me a little tour, maybe point out a few things your daddy might like to do with the yard.” She turned and gave me a wink, then handed the sunscreen to Jaime and told her to be on her way. Jaime pouted some more, then walked over to the pool as I was pulling myself out. “Thanks for the swim Mr. Roberts, it.