Kris begins to dream such weird dreams.

It was a day after Dean's **** and Kris was laying in her bed at home thinking about Dean when her mother entered and was dressed in her sexy silk dressing gown but had nothing on her feet and as she had her gown slightly open it was obvious she wasn't wearing any underwear and she walked in such a sexy way as she moved to her daughter's bed and her boobs jiggled as she walked and her butt-cheeks jiggled and then she sat down on the bed of her daughter as she caressed her leg and asked her, "How are you doing my sweet daughter?" She then ran her hand up Kris' leg which Kris thought was a little weird.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Nora Knowles, Kris' mother smiled as she kept on touching up her daughter who was such a beautiful young thing.

"What? I used to do this when you were younger and when you needed comfort and when your father was away and you wanted me to keep those bad men from coming into your room and having their wicked way with you. Just because you've grown up doesn't mean i stop caring about you, my sweet blonde filth girl. Your cunt had always tasted so good to me."

Kris gasped as she looked at her mother as she said, "WHAT?"

Then the face of Nora Knowles morphed into an ugly burned man as he stuck out his tongue and moved towards her in the attempt to kiss her.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"

Kris screamed out as she awoke and saw it was daybreak.

"Oh thank God! It was just a dream!" Kris said, as she realised it was days after Deans **** and it was the day of his funeral and she still can't believe to what she saw him do and what he said as he cut his throat.

****

At the funeral of Dean Russell.

Everyone was sat about looking at the coffin that had the body of Dean Russell inside and to most it was a sad time but to Kris Knowles it was worse as she had witnessed the worse thing ever in her life ot at least she thought she had as the worse was still to come.

Beside the coffin there was a board that had pictures of children on it and among them there was a young Kris, Dean, Quentin, Nancy and Jesse.

As the priest spoke his words about what a sad day this was and where Dean was and he was in a better place it didn't make Kris feel better and then she saw a young girl looking at her and Kris gasped as the girl then put some flowers into the grave and then she walked over to Kris and said, "Mommy has been bad, she needs to be punished. Mom was one dirty filthy whore." Then the little girl was gone and Kris was left wondering what the fuck is going on? She then looked over at her mother who looked back at her with a smile that for one creeped her out and then she got up and walked over to the board of pictures and was even more shocked.

"Oh my God..." She said, just Jesse surprised her and she said, "That's me." But she was sure she didn't meet Dean later. She wondered why she couldn't remember that?

Jesse decided he should get her away from here.

"Come on Kris, we should go."

As they began walking they bumped into Nancy.

"I believe you." Nancy said, and Kris replied, "You do?" I've seen..."

Nancy began to say but Jesse cut her off.

"You didn't see anything, Kris is already fucked up so we don't want you coming round with your dirty whoring mouth, get it?" He said, and then took Kris away. Kris looked back at Nancy and looked her over and felt that wanton arousal she felt at the diner she also saw something else but wasn't sure if she was seeing it or if was just her imagination but the man she dreamed of the other night looked over at her and grinned and waved his razor sharp hand glove at her but before she could say a word he was gone and she was gone with Jesse.

And Nancy was taken home with her mother after they saw Quentin and his father, Alan Smith who is the school principal and they exchanged sorrows and looks as they had known each other for a long time and then after leaving Nancy thought to herself how did her mother know the principal? She wondered if it was something dirty? As it would be quite ironic as she was quite the whore herself and if her mother was a whore then she would know where she got it from.

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