We had lives. We had dreams, goals, aspirations. And now we werewillingly letting all that go, because our love for each other was somuch more importa...t.This was all Trish's fault. She did this to us. She made us this way.Made us feel this way.I tore away from my mum and went right at Trish, hitting her full forcein the face with the palm of my hand."Stephanie!" my mum shrieked.Trish flopped to the side, but remained upright, her hands and butt notleaving the floor. She whimpered."You bitch!" I. She was looking here and there, thinking or imagining but at last saw me direct in the eye and nodded.Wow, I was on the cloud 9.I couldn’t anything else at that moment.Just her plumpy white breast in my mouth.Then, she took a cloth from inside and came near me and started to blindfold my eyes and asked to lie down on her bed.She sat next to me and took my head and placed it on her thigh and slowly started unzipping her nighty and put her hand inside the bra and took left breast out and guided. My dick was ready and didn't care about my guest. Added to that, Landon got back up to use the bathroom and the light silhouetted him and seemed to feature an extensive package in his boxers.I turned to my side and refused to acknowledge the throbbing. I thought of other things and willed myself to fall asleep. I was being touched. I must have fallen asleep and things felt weird. I was lying on my back, a typical position when I slept. As my eyes cracked, I saw on the clock it was 4:03am and. . ... and I knew exactly where to find the blood that would be spilled.It took a few weeks to build an airtight case. Those weeks were pure torture because I needed the relief that would come only after I spent a few days with those responsible inside a locked, soundproof room.The pastor once said, “All things come to him who waits...”He was oh so right.It was either very late, or really early. Take your pick.The room was very dark.It didn’t matter how much light bathed the lone figure.Light.
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