Sadly, for a second time, Sean's wife died in childbirth. That second child was Marie.Marie was the mirror image of her mother, dusky complexion, jet ...black hair, and smoldering, black eyes. She was even taller than Julie, at five feet seven on long legs with matching long arms and long torso. Where Julie was "cute" or even "beautiful," Marie was a classic, striking beauty beyond compare.Although she could hold her own with Julie in the outdoors, Marie's preference was the indoor life of looking. “I'm watching something naughty,” answered my sister. I could almost hear her naughty laugher, picturing her face, framed by her bleached-blonde hair, twisting into naughty mirth, her thighs squeezed together, pussy wet.“Porn?”“Of a sort. It's live action.”That had me blinking. I shifted. “Live action? Are you on a cam site paying some girl to strip off her clothes? What about the money?” It was all so tight now. Clinton's life insurance was running out. It was a good thing Zoey started. He stood upuncertainly.Helene informed him, "Your car is out front with the key in theignition. If I were you, I'd wait about ten minutes before driving."Buddy shook his head and told her, "No, I have to leave. Right now."She shrugged. "It's your choice. Did you want to thank us?" F... for what?" For turning you into something other than a macho jerk." Yeah, right," he snapped back angrily. "I'm getting out of thismadhouse and never coming back." Oh," Helene said smoothly, "I think we'll. Get up. It’s a beautiful sunrise.’ With a twinkle in her eye, she added, ‘Didn’t you know you have a passenger – me? Now hurry up. It’s early, so we can get a good start.’ In the car park was a present for Peter. ‘We have a load for Sydney,’ is what the foreman had said. He hadn’t warned Peter what the load was. The chains were tight, the warning signs ‘LONG LOAD’ were in place and the twenty-five tons of pre-stressed concrete struts were ready for the trip. All the instructions needed were in.