” “Step-sister,” Dannye replied, “And no, it is not weird--they’re just boobies.” “No,” I argued back, “It is weird.” Dannye staye... quiet for a second and then she rolled back on to her side and faced me. I was lying on my back, my laptop on my stomach. I zapped another zombie and got a three-for-one kill. “Yes!” I exclaimed, pumping my first. Dannye grabbed my laptop and closed the cover. “Hey!” I protested, trying to re-open the cover. “I want to show you my boobies!” Dannye pressed. “OK,. He said that he'd probably make enough money that we could go on a trip or I could get my boobs done." Is that something you wanted?"Marcie looked down again. "He said he wished I had bigger boobs," she said shakily. "He said he'd pay for the operation. I guess it wouldn't be so bad. It might be kinda fun, I don't know. And maybe it would make him happy." Happy enough to stop beating you up, you mean," Grace said. "Marcie, you know it's not going to stop. One day he'll beat you so badly that. We take a hike on the Palisades, on the west side ofthe Hudson. There are marked wooded trails where NewJersey meets New York that have a magnificent view ofthe Hudson River. The trail is very rough but wellkept. Guard rails provide safety in the most dangerousspots. The Palisades are ice age cliffs three or fourhundred feet above the mile-wide Hudson River, north ofthe George Washington bridge but south of the TappenZee bridge. ***This day we had hiked to a very secluded part of thetrail.. I'm going to change into something more comfortable. I'll be right back."With that she left me, the beer and my growing hard-on on the sofa.I tried to get the image of Julie, sitting across from me jerking off while I did the same, out of my mind. I tried to wipe out the mental picture of my sperm splattering onto her chest and pussy. I guess I didn't try hard enough because the more I tried to forget, the more I remembered. I was sitting there sipping the beer with a full blown erection that.