I am feeling a bit odd as my past is catching up with me, rather quickly too, I might add. "Yeah I think that is a possibility." I tell Carol sheepish...y and hope it is the end of the subject. "We can talk it over later on, Harry." I know what that means, pillow talk. Oh yes, the subject of rolled up bras, half-glasses and beaded neck chains would never die in this house. While Carol and Janice were fixing supper, I was fixing up that old telephone magneto. I had a few more down in the. It wasn’t a priority since the truck bed frame worked fine. I really just didn’t like the struggle to load and unload it twice a day. I had other things I needed to use the truck for during the day. Even with the new challenge, my life got boring in a hurry. Boring can be a good thing, I thought. I mean, I wasn’t worried about getting a knife, made from a tooth brush handle, in the back for some imagined insult. If not that it might be something shoved up my ass, just to prove the owner of the. “Shit, this is good, Suzy’s twat is fucking begging for it! Her flaps are sopping wet; God she needs this!” said John as he pulled and pushed at my privates.“Oh yes, Suzy is being VERY dirty” agreed James and he started roughly pounding my arse along with John’s finger. Michael was whistling and going at me like a hammer. I was being tossed around and was helpless as I had no foot on the ground.“Please guys, that’s enough!” I cried. “John, I’m not ready for your fingers too! You’re hurting me,. That’s who I am, and I really can’t be anyone else. What I learned from what happened three years ago is that the family can get through anything if we love each other.”“You do realize there’s a fundamental difference between getting through adversity and allowing a child molester to continue to abuse your sister, right?”“I know that’s how you see it,” I replied carefully. “Liz sees it differently.”“And how do YOU see it?”“I love Liz,” I said. “And even when she makes bad decisions, I’ll still.