“That’s so fucking hot!” Brad said, feeling more excited than he had in a very long time. “Look at how hard my cock is for you, baby!”Jenny ...held back the tears threatening to emerge. She’d missed the feeling of being able to excite him for so long! She reached out and touched his cock. “Oh my God, Brad, this feels so real!” she cried out.With a wicked smirk, Brad said, “How real does this feel?” as he tightened her nipple clamps. Jenny moaned, “Fuck! Oh my God, I’ve missed this so damn. “Hey, this is crazy, eh?”“Definitely. Anything yet?”“The detective is over there, but it looks like he slit his wrist. Left a note.”“Have you seen it?”“Briefly. Okay. I’m going to need a copy ASAP.”“Let’s walk over there.”The woman leading the investigation said, “It looks pretty cut and dry. He left a note and everything. He confessed to killing Rosie Barker.”“I want an autopsy,” Theresa said.“Excuse me, ma’am,” the plain-clothes detective with a faux hawk haircut.“Autopsy,” the mother of two. "An hour later, Rachel finds them in the some position. "Who died?"Still somber, "Our son." What?" Jeff." I see," as Rachel sees Jeff barely breathing.After dinner, that Jeff did not come for, he walks slowly to Rachel, "I love you, Mom." I love you, Jeff. I'm worried about you." Sit with me in the big recliner." That's Sean's seat, but sure."After another hour of lifelessness, "Mom, I need to tell you something." OK, young man." I don't feel like a man anymore." I see."Bursting into tears,. Since he wasn't competing he stopped working out and in a few years had gone from a muscular 220 pounds to a flabby 260. Finally neither of us knew what he weighed and neither of us cared.He didn't care because he was a fat pig. I didn't care because I had decided that I wanted out. I would not spend the rest of my life with someone who disgusted me every time he touched me.Getting Garry to the hotel room had been easy enough. "Dear let's not drive all the way home tonight. Let's stay in the.