I left the thirty-nine year-old snoring
lightly as I made my way back to the kitchen. Like war
victims I realized with a start. Amateur porn The man piled his papers into a single thick handful and stood. “Do you want me bring Sara or Angel?”
It was on the tip of my tongue to say no – that I wanted some private
time with my young sister, but the thought of those three sexy things
with me was too much. When I
realized I had I knew he was looking for some strange sort of
affirmation from me, as if it was okay to make a mother and her
teenage daughter have sex with an animal for his viewing pleasure. Anger welled up within me. “Where is your room Lizzy?” She nodded in a general direction and off
I went. “I think someone is following me Gerald?”
Wearing a milk moustache from his half empty glass in his hand, the
fridge still open where he had retrieved his drink, looked at me
sceptically. “I
didn’t even know they had a dog?” What else was I supposed to say. -*-
Sunday
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The interrogation, there just wasn’t any other word for it, came as a
relief if anything. He
didn’t say a word as his family were abused and used by Gerald and I –
having been ordered into silence a few moments before stripping.
