“What are you doing, the show aint over yet.” And she got kicked over, her behind now prominently displayed to the laughing men.“The whore likes...it. Look she’s already wet!” one of them said.“That’s piss, stupid,” his comrade said with scorn.“Don’t care. I would still like a piece of that. Can we, Sarge?`“I don’t know,” the answer was. The silence that followed gave reason to hope.“She’s an outlaw and as long you leave her in one piece so we can bring her in front of the Earl, no one will care. Instead of going to the office, I parked my car about a block from our house, out of view, and beat Lavi home. She and I have separate walk in closets off of the bedroom and I went into mine and waited. Ours is an old house with old style keyholes.From my closet, I had a great view of the entire bedroom through the keyhole.About 20 minutes later Lavi came home. It was summer and we have a pool so I guess she decided to do some swimming or sunbathing after her workout because she took a bikini. I was anunplanned surprise nine years after my youngest sister, arriving much toher horror, jealousy and disappointment. She hated me being the youngestand she hated me being a boy. After all I had displaced her as theyoungest child, up until then she had been very spoilt throughout herchildhood and believing she was the closest thing to a son my parentsnever had, she had grown up as into bullying tomboy.Of course, I didn't take much notice of her as I was a growing child, butfrom the age of 8. As she showed me to the bathroom, I asked if she wanted to wash my back. She played hard to get until she could finish getting her dress off. She beat me getting naked and we washed each other. She liked it hard, fast, and all night long. She was a moaner and we just fucked in the missionary position for about three hours until she had to go to sleep.In the morning, we decided to skip breakfast and did a quickie instead. To make up for that, I stopped at a truck stop for breakfast where I ran.