" No," I objected, wrapping my arms around her. "I'd never give you an ultimatum like that. I love you way too much for me to do that," I assured her,...tightening my grip on her.We held each other for a moment, and I just looked at our mom. "What do I do?" I mouthed."Follow your incestuous heart, and let her know she is number one," she mouthed back.I nodded and backed away from Celcia. "I could never jeopardize us, sis, but I also wanted to make it clear what I want. In the end, I'd never. I'll work to bring Peggy in line a lot more. And, you are right! My teacher act has always been just that! No matter what I say or how much I go on about "us", I'm just... well... somebody's "stupid little fuck bunny".I hate using those words, but I know admitting It makes you giggle. You know my scrunched up face and sweet tears of humiliation are total proof that no matter how much I bellyache about suffering, Lynn's "little fuck bunny" keep coming back for more, doesn't she??? And it turns. I am. I can’t wait to--”“Is Julie fondling you? Or trying to fondle you?”“Y-y-yes. I guess… I...”My trembling fingers dropped the forkful of cake, making crumbs scatter on the tablecloth. I was nervous but also melting against my cousin, as well as into the smooth bench surface that was now quite damp due to the tingles my cousin's persistent touches aroused.Unsure what to hope for from Auntie Annie, she taught me in no uncertain terms the place I had entered and the role I would play—as Cousin. And she: 38 yrs old, was nearly naked, dressed in only panties and heels like a common slut.“Yes,” she thought, “Slut is the term, a very good one.”He broke into her thoughts and was smiling as though he knew what she was thinking. “Like the term slut, don’t you?”“Yes, I fell like such a slut here,” she said in a low voice, “you know, ... uh ... sitting here just in panties and heels with you all dressed. It’s ... ah ... so dirty; it feels so dirty,” she looked up at him, “just like all of the.