Then with one wrist bleeding he tried to slash the other one, and missed,cutting into bone instead.He fell over just as the song came to an end.That's... when if must have finally sunk in that this wasnt faked, and peoplestarted screaming. A teacher tried to stop the bleeding and another called911, and within a few minutes all that was left to deal with weretraumatized students and a pool of blood on the stage .....Later, they would find the suicide note in his locker, how he just couldntdeal. I pulled out my phone and took several pictures to show Dad. Some showed her face and her hand in his pants. Others also showed the plate number on our car. I went into the mall and found my friends. I wasn't a lot of fun that evening as I was anxious to get back home. When I got home I downloaded the pictures onto my computer and also stored them in the cloud. I thought about showing them to Dad and telling him what I had seen but then a different idea came to my mind. Jasmine came home. Still under the influence of the swirling display on the TV she had very few coherent opinions other than the good idea her sister had suggested before the stranger arrived; that she should go to the Rhino store where she could purchase a new Rhino smart phone and flat screen TV.Donald he was also preoccupied with his thoughts and without any delay he left his wife and moved back between the legs of his sister-in-law and began to lap at the cum that was beginning to seep from between her red. He kept himself fit using the gym in their basement, and never hesitated in inflicting pain when disobeyed. Her friends had all commented on how handsome her father was, and it wasn't that she disagreed it was just that he was her father so thoughts of spreading her legs for him had just never crossed her mind. She knew that she was a true whore though because, though she was definitely nervous, the thought did not repulse her, as it should. She knew that Daddy was usually right about most.