Some actually understood and where in similar binds, some offered great advice. Finally I took some. I still could not go to him, scared. What I did w...s call and ask if he could stop by to remove a limb from my roof. Actually a twig I tossed there. He said he could come at a time that afternoon, when he knew my husband was at work. I "forgot" he was coming and was only in my robe when he showed. He took all of 2 minutes and removed the limb/twig. When he came in I said, and this was actually my. She figured she'd been honest enough for one night.Both Cynthia and Don were actually pleased to hear Kristin's words. At least Matt had avoided taking her virginity. He had acted as a gentleman who truly cared about his "Little Sister" and didn't want to hurt her. But, after finding out that Don had been spying on her while she was skinny-dipping, Kristin felt there was a little more honesty that Don owed the group."Daddy Don, if you want I can make another confession but..." No." Don. I was near the bottom of the stairs when I finally stopped. I heard someone say, in a hushed, almost reverent tone “Oh shit, I think he’s really hurt.”I couldn’t move my hands. I didn’t even want to try. The wrists were already swelling grotesquely, turning purple. What hurt worst, what cut through the pain that was already leaking through the adrenaline, what really cut deep, was the pitying look on Shannon’s face as she looked down at my crumpled body. I could already hear the two-tone howl. ‘It hurts!’ she whimpered, ‘Please, Mark, stop! You’re hurting me!’ Mark paused and looked down at her. ‘Don’t tell me you’re cherry!’ he exclaimed, incredulous. ‘Damn!’ He remained still, his cock buried in her. When he stopped moving, she felt a little relief. And, as they laid there, the pain passed and was slowly replaced by excitement. ‘Jesus, Nancy, why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin before we started?’ Mark asked. ‘I’d have been easier on you.’ ‘I...I was afraid you wouldn’t want.