My brothers ... they always told me ‘fuck that put them down and run for help thing’. Put them down. Permanently. Make sure they can’t hurt you,... can’t hurt anyone ever again. Because if they would do it to you, they had, or would, do it to others.”“And you’re really ... okay ... with those...”“Killings? I accept the karma for them. Beyond that? I don’t know. I’ve thought about them, about what I took from them, what they wanted to take from me. I’m not okay, but I’m also not not okay.”“Isn’t. Being a polite young man Chris lingered to make small talk while he drank it. It became our custom for me to toss him a bottle of Gatorade every day and for him to make small talk while he drank it. Although I was seated, Chris still keyed up from the run would pace while we chatted. As we chatted, he would often pause with his crotch only inches from my face and leave it there as we talked. It was all I could do not to keep my mouth off of him.Chris’s deck had an outdoor shower for rinsing. Hands, rubbing and slapping my engorged lips. I writhed, trying to move but my bindings held firm. Fingers pressing into my cunt, pushing against my tight arsehole, rolling and pulling my nipples as I bucked against it not wanting it to stop. My head fell forward, I was getting tired and I knew there was much more to come. Then it stopped, footsteps, shuffling away, silence in my darkened world. Kerry had plainly had enough considering what else was in store for her. I could hear her panting as. The thick, knobby head of the boy's prick was starting to ooze cream. At this point, a small moan of fuck-lust escaped the girl's lips as her naked cousin walked into the room and over to the bed where she was lying."So there you are," Doug said, grinning."I... I went to bed," she said foolishly, not knowing what else to say.Doug laughed. "So I see. And do you like going to bed all by yourself? Aren't you lonely?"Doug stared into the girl's eyes, gazing down hotly at the lush contours of her.