”“And I’m not planning on having a period either.”“God Lara...”“And weren’t you a teeny bit suspicious about Dad getting ill all of a ...sudden?”“Lara!”“Hahaha,” she laughed as she squeezed his throbbing cock, “you didn’t think I was going to have this holiday ruined did you?”“But your mother’s here anyway, and Mark.”“Yes but there’s only two of them, at least, and here we are aren’t we? So what are you going to do to me? We haven’t got forever.”Her fantastic body was in front of him, and slightly. " Then he lowered his voice and said, "And have you seen George in the last couple of days? He hasn't been himself since your dust-up." (He calls two dead guys and lots of bullets flying around, a "dust-up"?)"Yeah, Mitch, I saw him this morning. He's still a little stiff, I think. Wasn't moving too spry." Felt a little bad talking about my friend like that, but laid it on to maybe deflect Mitch, "But I guess he's doing better than most guys his age would be, after catching a couple of slugs in. The next day Lisa came home from work at the health club to get ready for class. After she showered she started to get dressed. After she picked out a nice skirt and blouse combination she had second thoughts. "Why do I want to wear a skirt to class? Oh well, It'll be nice to dress a little different for a change." Lisa finished dressing and put on a pair of flat shoes. She didn't like to wear heals because the hurt her feet. She grabbed her book bag and headed to class.Steve was happy as Lisa. I remounted and rode quickly to the woman. Dammit, she was dead. She had probably died during the last rape; however, her daughter appeared to be in good enough physical condition, though I could not speak for her mental or emotional state.The girl saw me stand up and walk toward her, away from her mother. "Please, Mister! Please help my mother!" I'm sorry, Honey, there's nothing that I can do for your mother. What's your name? Please let me help you."The little girl got out, "I'm Jane," before.