She blinked at the unexpected question. Her lips parted as she looked deeply, carefully into his handsome eyes. As her chest visibly rose and fell, a ...sense of clarity inexplicably came to her with each passing breath, settling her mind just as it did when she was drawing. “I want my sketchbook back.”Justin smiled and released his hold on it. “And what else?”“I want…” Willow began and hesitated. Her voice almost sounded foreign to her as she punched her thoughts out into words, “I want you to. I remembered how the hair in his freshly washed crotch smelled so clean,for a few moments, before it got nasty. I did miss Frank."Don't worry B. We have something else for you." I'm not gay Michelle." I heard her giggle. "Really, I am bi. What's init for me?" You didn't seem so concerned about being bi when I walked in on yousucking Frank's dick." (true enough) "But don't worry B, if you show us agood time I am sure you'll be taken care of." Good. After all it was your touch that brought. " and I squeezed his cock. After another pause as I jacked his cock he said, "Mom, I don't understand why you wont fuck me. What do you mean you are afraid you will go completely wild." Jimmy baby, you have to know I adore sex. I fantasize about sex with almost everyone, male and female. I can control myself and can have an occasional fuck on the side and be OK. If I started fucking you, I know we would end up fucking everywhere and everyone possible. You and I are just alike. We would want to. She hadn’t complained, though, because it was at least something to wear. She casually scratched her ribs, listening to the night. There were crickets and frogs. That was all she could hear.Then she heard what had awakened her – a movement muffled in dry leaves. The angel nearly jumped out of her skin. She reached over and shook Simon awake. He made too much noise waking up. The pair was suddenly surrounded by dark figures.The intruders didn’t speak; they simply attacked. Simon was in the habit.