I was a bit nervous about her leaving the house. I would not be able to watch out for her. Her pimp would have to do that now. I asked her how she fel... about becoming a streetwalker. She replied that she should not have any feelings about what happened to her. She was now my property to use however I saw fit. Perfect. The next weekend found her on the street with the other whores in our town’s red light district. Her pimp sat in his car to watch her and collect her money. I had to drive over. I’d hide them in my room until I had time to wash them and put them back. She never said a word, so I’m assuming she never noticed. There were so many pairs that it would be hard for her to, I suppose. I’d never thought anything would ever happen between us, since we were related, but near the end of October, it did. Trick or treating was being done a few days before since Halloween fell on a Tuesday. I’d been working so much that I figured I’d just relax and stay home, watch Aunt Cassie hand. “Last time it was ‘who are you?’ Remember anything?”“Last time? How long have I been here?”“No, you have to answer one to get one.”“I remember...” Drowning. That’s what I remembered. Being knocked into the river and drowning, knowing I’d never see the light of day again. “ ... being pushed into the river.” I finished lamely.“More like being catapulted,” she said. “There was no mistaking that the incredible hulk intended to kill you.”“Intended to,” I repeated. “I’m not dead then?”I don’t know. He began stroking my 7 inches of hard cock and I don’t know what came over me but I leaned in and started making out with him as hard as I have ever made out with someone before. He pushed my face away with his face and folded my sweats down with his hands. He then gave me one last look before he took my hard dick into his mouth. Oh damn the feeling of his mouth swallowing my dick turned me on like never before. I made him stop and then lead him into my room.Once in my room we both stripped.