’ Even after several beers Jim refused to be consoled. ‘Bob, this is like a crusade to me. I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t do the righ...t and proper thing — just one good night in the master cabin and at least I can have a little smile to myself the next time I have to pay one of those stinking assessment notices. Just one little scrap of pleasure on my side of the ledger to help balance the books, that’s all I’m asking.’ Bob nodded in appreciation. ‘For a roughneck ganger boss, you’ve. What was used?”“Gasoline. A lot of it.”I did a mental gulp. I knew I had used too much.“Detective, what do you mean an accelerant was used? I thought Rachel crashed her car.”“Yeah, there was definitely a crash. But, the car was really burnt up” he answered, a bit defensively. He went on with his questioning. “I’ve talked to Kim, and she says that Rachel was in the habit of carrying gas for the lawn mower in the car.”That choice of phrasing, “in the habit” was also interesting. Either Kim had a. ‘Sorted then! You’ll come and Lisa Marie will be able to say that her mother took her there too.’Eventually after some, now half-hearted, protests it was agreed. She wanted to pay her way but I wouldn’t accept it. As a small compromise, I suggested that she prepare sandwiches or a picnic to have there.The trip was quiet and noisy and I’m sure you can guess which of my travelling partners was which. We decided to go in my van, which has a single driver’s seat alongside a double passenger one.. .....slut!" Karen lifted her chin, encouraging her nephew to choke her harder. "She's as big a slut...UNGH! FUCK!...as big a slu-u-u-u-ut as me-e-e-e-e-e!" Brad was pounding harder, and harder. His dick was nice, and filling. Brad nibbled on Karen's neck, and ear. "I don't believe you...no body is as big a slut as you." He bit her shoulder. "Ahhhhhahahh...I can prove it...you mother fucker! I can prove it!" Karen hissed back at her nephew. "You wanna' see? Huh? You wanna' see your mommy getting.