I can explain..." I stammered. "I doubt it, dear," Amy smiled sweetly, as she turned her attention to Becky. "And who is your little playmate here?" "This is B-becky... she's... she's the babysitter," I said, lowering my head. "The babysitter? You are fucking the girl who is supposed to be watching our children? Oh Michael, isn't that a little cliche'... even for you?" "I-I'm s-so sorry, Mrs. Davis," Becky managed to say in a trembling, panic-filled voice. "Are you, Becky?" Amy asked softly. "You certainly didn't sound sorry a few minutes ago when my husband's cock was buried in that little whore cunt of yours." She stepped forward, slowly unbuttoning the last remaining buttons on her blouse and shrugging it off her shoulders to let it fall to the floor behind her. She approached the cowering girl and knelt on the floor between the young girl's naked legs. She ran her hands slowly and gently up along Becky's thighs. Becky gasped softly when she saw Amy's naked body. "Let's see just. "Call 911," he said between compressions."Already done," Steve said, and sure enough a siren could be heardapproaching.When the EMTs arrived, they took over from Steve and got the girl intothe ambulance. Hans tried to get in too, but was refused."Sorry sir," the female EMT said. "But protocol in attempted suicides isthat the parents are not allowed to see the patient until after a doctorhas seen her. If you come to the hospital in about an hour, you shouldbe okay."Hans turned away, and watched the ambulance drive away. Then he turnedand stormed into the house, shouting his wife's name. Gary and Stevefollowed through the open door. They found Hans in the living room,shaking his wife roughly, and yelling "Lisa, Lisa. Look what you havedone. Autumn is in the hospital and it is all your fault."Steve pulled the man back. His shaking was verging on abuse, and theofficer was worried that blows might follow. Gary went and stood infront of Hans and said: "The painting. Remember the painting..
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