So, again, Mya helped me. We got rid of a lot, the kids got whatever they wanted, then garage sale, Goodwill, and we shipped a whole bunch of my crap ...o Florida. I left a bunch stored and tried to split it so I wouldn't have to carry stuff back and forth and I did get that worked out, for both of us eventually.We took nine days to drive there, stopping when we wanted and spending time together. We stopped and screwed our brains out in the desert just west of Blythe, before leaving California.. It was disgusting. I don’t even like spewing my own load in my hands, never mind anyone else’s! When he came, he moaned loudly and his hips bucked. But he really didn’t give me any pre-warning so I could let him spew away from me.In the sleepovers that followed, blow jobs were a routine thing. As time went on, it would take me longer to climax (Practice makes perfect!). In a weird way, the two of us kind of would look forward to getting head. Not because we looked forward to giving each other. I skipped all the usual ones, and looked in the top drawer for a small, white cardboard box, such as you might get from a jeweler with a pair of earrings. Finding it in a back corner, I opened it with shaking hands.Inside was an eye bolt on the end of a metal screw. I put it back in the box, put the box on the bed, then stripped off everything I was wearing, including earrings, nail polish, my hair tie – anything I wasn’t born with came off. I was to be absolutely naked.Next, I took my. 'Not like that!' she says. 'You reallyare a disgrace.' She fetches a cloth. Jo puts out ahand to take it, but Helena ignores her. 'I'll do it. Face up.' Jo grimaces and holds her face out.Helena roughly wipes away the chocolate. 'Arm!' she says. 'Uh?' Helena pulls Jo's hand up, and wipesthe chocolate-smeared arm. 'Mucky, mucky pup. There you go.' 'Thanks, Sis,' says Jo, and is aboutto turn and go when Helena's hand grips her wrist again. 'Jo — your fingernails! They'refilthy!' 'Oh,.