We had been inseparable from then on. Our parents and teachers never understood the connection.I told her about growing up poor and living in a small ...wo bedroom apartment, sleeping in the same bed as my sister. I told her of the changes that happened when my father had become suddenly stupendously rich. I told her about my father and mother, how the sudden riches had torn them apart and how I missed them. I told her about Marion, my sister. I told the sleeping girl how proud I was that Marion. Right! He’s shooting all over her thighs and belly. Don’t you ever do that to me! I want you inside me when you cum.’ ‘She’s moved up onto the chair. He’s on his knees facing her. Cool, he’s licking all the sperm off her. Look at that smile on her face.’ She passes the binoculars to me and I see that the woman does have a big smile on her face. She waves over to us. The man gets up, walks out of the room, and comes back a few moments later. He holds up a sign with a phone number on it. Alice. That'd told them alright. Losers! She had no chance to see the pile of debris on the road. No time to react. The last thing she remembered was being shunted forwards and the car lifting into the air. Her head thudding into the drivers airbag. Then darkness.The faint sound of voices around her. Fuzzy shapes. Sarah was suddenly aware she was lying on the road. The tar hot, hard and sticky beneath her from the afternoon sun. For a moment she wondered where she was, a sudden and unprecedented. She was very photogenic without trying. Her almost child-like smile and obvious wonder at seeing this place for the first time was charming. Eventually, though, her smile turned mischievous and she blew me a kiss, which I found out later that I captured perfectly, thank god. She danced a little, laughing at herself as she did so. Then she slipped a strap from her shoulder, baring it, and my breath caught in my throat. A moment later, the other strap joined it. My pulse picked up as headed.