. Collapsing backward onto my bed, I tried not to think about my brother in a sexual light. He was just my brother, I told myself, and just because my...breasts were one size bigger was no reason to stop thinking of him as a sibling ... all I had to do was remember that he was just my sexy older brother, and nothing more.Wait, no. Not sexy. That wasn’t what I was trying to ... I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. Here was what I was going to do: I was going to get up, go downstairs, and sit. At any rate, the holidays brought me no joy ... just memories. Those memories were often too difficult for me to bear. I would sit around my house and watch old movies and drink whiskey. My folks had passed away at an early age. I was an only child. I was pretty much left alone except for an aunt out in California.If I did go out, I would encounter happy parents hustling their kids to move along. I would also see young haggard-looking women who had not yet completed their shopping. I yearned to. I pull out of her ass and replace it in her pussy and fuck her hard and deep. Pushing her head down and pushing into her pussy, she is moaning and I feel her pussy gearing up for another orgasm. I see Tom is jerking off and he moves close up to the window and sticks his cock out the window. I pull Amiees head up and little so her face is in clear vision and he sprays 4 or 5 loads onto her face. After she is covered and Tom is finished I grab hold on her two pigtails in each hand and push her. “I bet if we threatened to tell your mommy you stole some panties at Wal-Mart you’d do whatever we told you!”They were blackmailing me? I had never been blackmailed! I had never done anything worth blackmailing over. I was definitely worried about what would happen if they did.“Look, the little bitch is scared! Some Master!” Hayden laughed and Waverly did too.She was right. I could not Master my way out of a wet paper bag. I had absolutely zero conviction in my voice and I couldn’t fool myself.