I felt strange. I really wanted to help these people, not that I'm a do-gooder or anything. They had just had a strange and tough way of living, like ...he jungle boy who is brought to America and doesn't know how to act. They would have made a good case study for a sociology project all by themselves. At least until I came along and changed things for them.Hiram came back in, beaming."I just talked to our neighbor!" he announced proudly. "His name is Chuck." Whatever did you talk about?" asked. "What, Little Velvet Vice Sister? What did I do this time?" It's not what you did, it's what you didn't do. You've buttfucked Suzanne and Mom and all kinds of other women, but not me! I'm hurt. I'm beginning to think you don't like your tiny-titted sister at all." She dramatically pushed away from their hug as if she was mortally wounded with grief."Look. Wait. First off, you're not tiny-titted. Your tits are great. Secondly, I don't know how everyone seems to have gotten the impression, but I. I got out of the shower and decided on some brown shiny fairly opaque tights (50 denier), a black g-string on my plump hairless butt and a matching lacy bra. On top of those I had a mini pencil skirt, grey in colour, extra short, super tight and showed every curve on my bottom. Lastly just a white blouse on top, a little bit sheer so my bra showed through just the slightest bit. I did up my make up with mascara and heavy eye shadow, very dark lipstick on my full and plump lips. Lastly just a. I set the meat on the edge of the pit as I turned a little and pulled the six eggs out. I took my pack off and pulled out fire and spice leaves.I set the pack aside with the fruit still in it and piled the spice leaves on top of the fire leaves and turned back to watch the eggs. It was several minutes before the first egg cracked and a moment later split open. The tiny baby dragon staggered and fell before I started the leaves on fire.I picked the baby up and held it in the smoke as it cried. I.