How could he possibly have thought that he would frighten her with a silly old hard-on. She knew boys got that way when they were excited, just as gir...s got all wet and soft. Just, she reminded herself, like she was at this moment."I know about things like that," she assured him. "I won't he scared."He leaned closer, his chest touching the bare nipples, wiry hair teasing the tender nubs. His breath fanned her face as he said, "Open your mouth, Sis. Let's make this a real kiss."Linda's lips. Damn, that pressure gonna kill me!Rebecca brought her laptop and put it on the coffee table, then sat down on the couch next to me. When I bent down to the laptop, I kind of accidentally ran my hand over her knee. She definitely hadn't expected this, I saw how she flinched. I honestly have no idea why I did it. Apparently, by that time, my cock took full control of what was happening.Aunt Rebecca got up from the couch:“You know, I'll still go and make us some tea.”Apparently, she decided to. This time though instead of it being a boy- friend or ex-husband it turned out she wanted me to beat her that way. She wanted to pay me to rape and beat her at a specific place and time. I asked her why and she said that it was her business. I told her I wasn’t sure as to what she was asking, and I needed specifics or I wouldn’t do the job at all. She begrudgingly went on and told me that over the last 3 yrs. her ex-husband had been beating and raping her whenever he wanted and then had it. Why did I ever believe her?"Melanie shrugged. "She told us what we expected. You were never that fond of me, were you?"David blinked. Melanie was not pulling her punches. The old woman blushed under the carefully applied make-up."Your father was making so much fuss around you, treated you like a princess. I had loved your half-brother. His death was such a blow. Your father just seemed to forget him once you were born."David understood. Melanie had told him that her father's son from his first.