She was sprawled out on the colorful bed, her dark hair fanned out above her. Her hand was shoved inside her panties, and her fingers quickly moved in... and out of her causing her back to arch from the pleasure she was giving herself. Quickly closing the door, Ashton grabbed her hands and pinned them above her, ignoring her cry as he straddled her stomach, effectively pinning her down."No, baby, I was so close!" Lana whined, trying to buck her hips up to get the extra friction she was craving."I. I think we should keep this our little secret, that I am fucking other guys, supposedly behind your back. What do you think?”I smiled knowingly and replied; “I agree with you 100%. To be totally honest with you, I have wanted to see or at least know that you have been fucking other guys for some time now. I always thought you were a sexy looking woman and that you would make a great slut for other guys. I have also been curious to see how you would handle being fucked by some black guy. I might. I did what I had to do. I didn't throw him out that window. I just hit him square on the nose and he backed into the window. The sheriff took my statement and said it was an accident. And if anything, Billy is to blame for attacking Anna in the first place!" "You don't have to sell me, Clint. I know you didn't mean to kill Billy. But I'm not the one you got to convince." "Yeah, I suppose. Well, I'll keep my eyes peeled for them. And if they show up, I'll just have to explain." "Be careful. "Is this some sort of exorcism?" No, nothing like that. Look, it doesn't matter if anything happened.It's just...I might be the only person that actually remembers him at all.I just want to do something in commemoration, ok? Will you come with me?" Of course I will."Amy emerged from the shop with a small bouquet of roses, lilies andcarnations, all of them white or cream, that had a ghostly beauty in themorning sun. Flanked by Greg and Tommy she walked to the end of the road,turned the corner.