"You look like a model, Andrea, and those undies look like theywere made for you. I have a question to ask. How come your boy partsdon't show in those...loose panties? You didn't cut them off, did you?"he asked being silly. "I have the bikini panties on under the tap panties, Daddy. Theyhold it back so you can't see it." "Good thinking," he said smiling up at me. "Take those other onesoff and let me see you in the bikini panties." "Do I have to, Daddy?" I asked as my face flushed. "I've seen you. No wonder my bastard of a damn Brother took to her as he did, outside the fact of her small height, and her perfection of both body and beauty, but to teach their damn pitbull to take her like this was horrific, outright horrific!If I had a gun I’d have shot that damn dog right there and then, and believe me I so wanted to go find one and do just that.I was raised even as the woman I am, that when an animal turned into this kind of outright vicious beast, you got a gun as fast as you could and. .......... and I could see by the way she kept looking at me she knew I was checking her out and watching her every move. Every now and then she would catch my eyes and hold the stare for what seemed like an age and every couple of times she would follow my gaze and smile discreetly.........I couldn"t believe the signals she was giving me by doing this but appreciated them all the same.Anyway, the next day I was home alone when I got a text off Catherine asking if I was ok and if I had. This was a fun game, Mum has hiddenit. It was just like going on a treasure hunt.Before I knew it, Mum lifted me up and put me in the crib. She told methat this was now my bed. If I acted like a baby and gossiped to theteacher about what was happening home, then I could sleep in a cribdown in the basement. Then she stormed up and left me alone. Thebasement was big, and dark, and cold. The Crib reminded me of a jail.Now I was to live in the basement. I held my doll thinking that I wasno longer.