It would take weeks and months for some things and all the collected evidence to be evaluated, analyzed and put to any use. Anyone - not already in ja...il - connected to the cell would be long gone.We had done all we could do. We had stopped a massacre and had lost only two students as collateral damage. I hated that part but I had to accept it. I know Ching Lee and Vicky were bothered badly that it happened under their watch.All the Sunday talk shows were filled with opinion heads giving. I don't know what came over me, but I picked mum up and carried her to the coffee table, threw on some cushions and laid her down on her back. She lay there, her legs spread wide open, looking at me. I saw her pussy was very wet, and I gently stroked her there. She gave me a loving nod and a smile, indicating I could enter her.I lowered myself and thrust my cock into her in one motion. She was so wet there was hardly any resistance. I felt the warmth and wetness of my mother's pussy grip my. Take what you want," I stammered, trying to placate him. "I won't doanything..." Damn right," he replied, "I'll take exactly what I please, and what Iwant now is a blow-job from a whore" Please no..." I whimpered."I wasn't asking, you sissy whore," he said with menace in his voice.I stood up slowly, pulling my panties up and walking towards him, shakingwith terror. When I got close he grabbed me, pulling me towards him. Icould smell cigarette smoke on his breath as he groped my ass through. Allan watched as Justin stepped up to him. ‘My god he is my spitting image,’ he thought with shock. He stood and stared at his firstborn son. The next thing he knew, he had Justin wrapped in his arms in a tight bear hug.Tears were soon rolling down many faces as they watched father and son hug each other tightly. Allan finally stepped back and looked at Justin but didn’t let him go, “I’m so proud of you son for looking after your brothers and sisters.”The tears in Justin’s eyes fell. His father.