He used his good hand to grab the tiller line above the forty degrees port mark. His mate grabbed below. They turned the thick rope in opposite direct...ons. Colin’s mate had to strain and use both hands. Untwisting a tiller line while it was under tension was not easy.The three strands that made up the rope uncoiled slightly. Colin’s new helmsman’s mate threaded a smaller length of red-dyed rope through the strands of the tiller line. Colin released it, letting it go back to it’s usual tension.. Your sister doesn't value life here in Radiator Springs in quite the way you do. And you believe it's because she hasn't experienced enough of life otherwise to realize just how priceless this place really is." Exactly!" Sally exclaimed, her motor racing in her excitement."And you really do care about her, don't you?" I shouldn't have even bothered to phrase that as a question."Of course I do. She's family." And you think that somehow I can help?" Would you?" they both replied in unison,. The pig just laid there quietly beside the young lady, and let its motile penis do all the work.And the young lady seemed more than happy to just lie there on her back, as still as she could, with her legs spread apart, while she was letting that wild-looking pig-dick work its magic inside her baby-making hole. She had obviously let this pet hog of hers fuck her so many times in the past, that she was used to the feeling of that pencil-thin, cork-screwed pig-penis of his snaking all around. It turns out she knew a lot more than any of us guessed."When Jennie arrived she was hysterical. It's a wonder she was able to drive over here. All she would tell me was that you are a monster, that she beat you up, and that she thinks she may have killed four boys. That's about it."Now I think we need to hear from Ginger." Mother turned her head toward the hall and raised her voice. "Mary, please bring Ginger out here."While we waited for Mary to bring Ginger out I turned to Jennie."You didn't.