It's a good thing that they didn't know what I'd done or they would have locked me in the basement for six months. As it was I wasn't allowed to date ...gain for two months. The guys must have missed my easy pussy and didn't want to get cut off again because when I started dating again they always made sure I got home on time.My parents went out of town a lot leaving me and my older sister home alone. My sister and I had an agreement; we each went our own separate way and we kept our mouths shut.. Images of Linda flood my mind. Memories I’ve masturbated over so many times. Glimpses I’ve caught of her panties up her skirt. Peeps between her blouse buttons of big young breasts nestling in white lace. That beach day last summer on her twentieth birthday, her bikini just four tiny triangles of red cloth barely big enough to sling her heavy breasts, so thin they showed her peaking nipples and the cameltoe outline of her vagina slit, caught by my camera in all but porn poses! My hand strokes. The skies dumped water on our town like someonehad placed an imaginary waterfall over us. Jenna was supposed to comeover, but in this weather, I wasn't going to hold it against her if shedidn't show. After all, the whole reason she was coming over was to showme her new perm, but as much as an umbrella would shield you from the rain,the humidity would get you in the end.Looking out my bedroom window while laying on my bed, I dreamed of the dayI would get enough courage to tell Jenna just how. The rancher was a witness to a shooting of another federal marshal, soz the judge wanted him to show up in court to testify. This was supposed to be a nothin' sort of job, one that a body could do in his sleep. Well, I don't do nothin' in my sleep but sleep, soz I was ready for trouble ifen it showed up.When I got to the ranch, I was invited in fer dinner, since it was just gittin' on to noon. Them was real nice folks, and I enjoyed a mighty good meal of roast beef and all of the fixin's. We.