Heather had done some searching on the internet this morning, and there was a trail of unexplained bodies starting in New Orleans that led all the way... straight up here to Boston. Just as what Maria had told me she’d seen on the news the other night. Worst of all, though, was who his first set of victims were. They were different from the rest because they hadn’t been savaged as if a wild animal had done it. Those victims had been his family; his Mom, Dad, two sisters, his younger brother, and. Broken in the sense of being lost inside. It wasn't like my life was in a shambles or anything. I had a great job, a great house, and a new car. Most people would say, 'What does he have to be broken about?'I couldn't feel anything, not for my wife of twenty-five years, not for my grown daughter, and not for my granddaughter. Feeling anything just manifested itself as physical pain, so my life was only numbness. I had been like this for the past fifteen years. I did my job well, took care of my. It was the young man, who was with Melissa on Sunday. Not knowing what to do, I waited a few minutes. I was ready to make a move towards him. That is when he looked to his left and right. Once the road was clear, he started crossing the street towards me.Standing in front of me, no more than a metre away I asked. “Where is Melissa?”With fear in his voice he replied. “I didn’t want to hurt anyone.” I could see the fear in his eyes. He was continuously looking around him at the pedestrians.“Are. We then fingered the girls until they cummed and we gladly sucked ever juice up. They left and went to bed having cummed three times. We stayed up jacking and sucking each other off because we had just fingered a girl. I was ok with Mark sucking me now. We went to school the next day like nothing had happened. Leslie and Mark had planned to meet at his house for about an hour then come to our house. We had basketball practice today though. We just took the girls with us and they watched us.