Her school was strict- girls were to wear plaid skirts in the school colors of light blue or white, and the shirt was too match. Guys wore dress pants... and white tops. She was a vision of innocence, unaware of the trauma soon to come...He already had her sister, Rebecca, tied up and knocked out downstairs. Her dad too was drugged and placed in the dress room- he wasn't much for men, but he didn't want the father calling for the cops to investigate. By the time the family was even found missing,. "He noticed she didn't mention her father and that struck him as strange because she had the air of a typical "Daddy's Girl" and Danny didn't find that unappealing at all.She even got into the disclosure that her parents had apparently had some sort of marital discord whilst still in Belfast and the move to the county was to save the marriage and keep the family together as long as possible. The quiet man with the eyes that constantly scanned the interior of the noisy pub suspected that they. My hands slid up her body, cupping her ample, freckled breasts, my fingertips grazing her areola’s, my eyes taking in her reflection, the scene, indeed, making me horny.“Mmmm! That feels nice!” she said placing her hands over mine, pressing her nipples into my palms.Moving my left hand downward, I combed through the dark red pubic hairs standing guard over her pussy. “Not as nice as this!” I whispered throatily, still nibbling on her neck, my middle finger curling inside her. She pushed her. ”“You’re gay? So am I. I’m also Tolliver Cordial, Barry’s younger brother,” a tall, slim fellow, immaculately dressed, presented himself.“Damn, so am I ... was I until recently, I mean. Long story on that ... I’m Lewis Cadorn,” Lewis declared, “want to join us?”“Sure, why not? Where are you going?” Tolliver replied.“Wales ... that’s a long story, too,” Lewis noted.“Tolliver’s our peace officer, our Sheriff, so who would replace him?” Barry inquired.“Me. I’m Wilbur Junior, aka Junior. I don’t.