Two gone missing, so far. Grace Columbus, Christine Columbus. Roommates. Cousins. Vanished four days ago. Carib hasn’t left apartment in same time, ...except to deliver statement to police about not knowing anything. Hard to confirm suspicions while he stays at home. Tired of evidence pointing there. Figure its time to pay a visit. Been thinking about Artie’s question while watching through kitchen window. Carib is sleeping. Lots of towels in garbage can. Brown stained towels. Blood turns brown. I reach over and start to rub your b reast to discover that you don’t have a bra on so I work on getting your nipple hard so your nipple is poking through your shirt. As you continue to rub my cock, I lean over and suck your nipple through your shirt. As I suck on your tit, your grip on my cock gets tighter every time I give your nipple a little nibble. As I continue sucking your tit I slide my hand under your shirt and slide my hand across your stomach and around your waist. Once I get my arm. Watching Jenny slide down it until she takes it all then lean forward and then back again, rocking on her brothers cock, I can hear her moans as she fucks her brother. John pushes his hips up into his sister, I can hear his grunting as well as the two rut and fuck slowly, instinct only directing their movements it seems. My own cock doesn't care if it's pro porn or not, it wishes it could be in Johns place, fucking her tight young hole. As I stroke and watch the 'twins' fuck I look back to. He always bitched and moaned about having to 'watch' me, when Mom and Dad went anywhere, and would coop up in his room.]I went to my room, and I ended up falling asleep in my bed. I was tired, I'd been stressed and busy for the past few weeks, and the chance to sleep without my mom waking me up early in the morning was a wonderful thing. It was almost four-thirty when Elliot knocked on my door. "Sleeping Beauty, haul your ass out of bed, we're going swimming." Lucky me, I'd brought a bikini. I.