Put me down! she continued to struggle. The shirt slid up over her back as he carried her up the stairs, giving him a nice view of her perfect ass. He...smiled smugly, pleased with himself. He carried her down the hall and into his room, tossing her onto his large bed. He pulled the door shut and locked it. Taking the few seconds of freedom, Lily scrambled to the edge of the bed and searched for something she could use to defend herself. He was not amused. He strode toward her, a steely. You do plan on visiting me to model some of those things for me, right?”“Sure Uncle Jeff! Whenever you want me to,” she said with a big smile.“I think you’re going to be coming over to visit a lot from now on. But right now, just hang up the dresses and put the other things away in your room. We’ll sort out what needs to go over to my place tomorrow.”“Okay.”She gathered up an armload of the packages and headed towards her bedroom as I took the groceries into the kitchen. I put most of the stuff. My sister's dress was blue andyellow plaid. We each got Monkeys lunch boxes that Mom found on sale atthe local five and dime store, although, not being able to read, we hadno idea whose pictures were on it. When I got older, I heard some oftheir songs and understood why they were on sale.School was fun. We played house with the other little girls. There was apretend stove and refrigerator with miniature food. Sometimes we did artprojects. We girls all drew pretty pictures of flowers and. God, you can be so judgmental.”I stare at her. A dozen sentences come to mind: angry, hurt, sad, but I don’t say anything. This girl held my hand and my head when I told her Carl cheated on me. She didn’t say anything when I stayed with him. She’s held my hair while I puked sour wine all over her bathroom. She’s picked me up in a rainstorm, given me a place to crash in a hurricane, and stayed up late into the night listening to all my fan theories about the latest season of the Bachelor.And.