Her father had killed many times, his call sign, “Terminator”. Spittle flew. Alice was thinking aloud, “He has to forgive himself.” She looked at Beth. Peter knew too much. He’d put her in his room and tried to get her some help. Beth and Shoshana went to get the now traditional orange juice and champagne. It was unlikely the Walsh’s would ever be safe. Rachael felt the love and the pleasure. Even though he did not know where they were, they could squeeze enough that they could find Rafaela. She taught me to love.”
“In all the years since, I have never had anal sex with a man. She lay with her back to his chest as Alice had lay; her face inched from Michael’s. Her father had killed many times, his call sign, “Terminator”. One for Michael and each of his harem. Lynne was very talented. Bodies are piling up.”
“Then there’s Senator McDale,” he paused, “you remember his son was one of Beth’s attackers.” Michael nodded.
