It’s nice talking to you.” She smiled again. “You have a nice face. I like your eyes and it’s cool you took off like that with no destination....I like that about a man—someone who takes chances.”“Well, thanks. It’s a little weird, but who knows what might happen.”“Right, who knows what might happen,” she repeated, smiling and gazing into my eyes. “What would you like to happen, got any ideas?”I couldn’t tell if she was flirting with me, being seductive, or was genuinely interested in what I was. THAT is the day he planned out his attack.He watched from his staked out area just off to the side of the rink. Given that his job was as night janitor at the mall, it was no problem for him to be there. However, his shift ended at 6am, it was now nearly 7am, still two hours before the mall opens. The mall workers do not even arrive until 8am. He had her routine down to a science, she would leave the ice go to the changing area and take off her skates and put on her shoes, and then she would. They didn’t think they would be able to put out the flames, but they had to try.The only thing that saved the home was the torrential rain from the thunderstorm. The damage was still considerable. The porch was destroyed, as was the parlor, and the roof over both sections burned through. The rest of the house was filled with smoke, and it would take massive cleaning and rebuilding to make Culverin House livable. It wasn’t until the morning that the exhausted family was able to stop.Jethro, his. She wouldn’t. Why would she? My twin wasn’t turning into some sort of pervert. I found a pair of shorts and a tank top. I pulled them on then glanced at my desk.I had told her I had homework. I sighed and sat down at my desk.The afternoon stretched long and the evening felt so tedious. I just needed to masturbate, but I couldn’t slip away. My sister was around and then mom was yelling at us to do chores. Dad came home from fishing and we had dinner. The entire time, my pussy simmered.I wanted.