On this side of the room, we were looking north towards Chinatown with Fisherman's Wharf beyond and the Golden Gate Bridge rising further to the north.... I thought, 'The views from Jack's place are amazing.' Then I remembered, they were my views. "Christine, do you ever get tired of the views?"She looked my way and then followed my eyes out to the panorama spread before us. "No. I've never gotten tired of them. They change with the season and the weather. I'll admit to maybe taking them for. ." Thanks," I said as I tried to dry my eyes, "but your brother..." I'll talk to him, Mom." What will you say?" I asked, using the sleeve of my robe to wipe aware my last tears.Kira replied, "I'll tell him the truth. All of it. What I've been thinking of him, and of you, and what has happened with Jackie ... and I'll tell him that I want to be with him when the time is right."I nodded, feeling a bit of hope that the conversation might ease my son's anger at me. A selfish thought, I know, but I. “Babe, just watch what the girls before you do. Lots of them have been there before.”“Ok. We’ll see how these old guys react to this hot body of mine!”Laughing and giggling, Michelle went into the bathroom to finish her make-up. She was dressed in a short white “peek-a-boo” slip with no bra. She slipped on black thong panties, and heels that she kept at Mike’s house. As he had planned this outing prior to the weekend, he had made sure to bring them along. As a cover-up, she had on tight white. You d better be hurting! Dylan taunted her.Welcome to hell! George shouted while Dylan continued unleashing his fury upon her until he turned the whip handle around and punched it into her vag.Aaah! she gasped.Once she d done that, Anthony urged, Spit on her to demonstrate how contemptible she is!You despicable low – life! George snarled while he and Dylan covered her face, tits and belly in saliva.Oooh, myyy gaaawwwd! she wailed.Stop whining, beast! George demanded, with Anthony untying her.