.call me sir.” Then he slapped my tits as his other hand pulled my jeans down to my feet. I was stunned, didn’t know what to think. He’d slapp...d me and it hurt but when he slapped my tits they got harder, and I could feel my cunt getting wet it didn’t make sense. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. Once he had my pants down, one hand started rubbing my panties and he moaned aloud. “Your fucking wet little girl.” I was so ashamed I couldn’t say anything. He pulled my hand and forced me. "Bobby, the guy who did the install says it was better to make an internal network and then hook wireless routers in where we need them. We hooked one up on the ground floor and another on the second." How's the coverage been? Any dead spots?" Not that I've noticed, but the only places I've used the laptop have been the living room, kitchen and my bedroom." Well, I don't think I have to worry about your network from what I can see here. You want me to recommend some computers, so lets go back. I had dreamed it up, but now I had another problem, I couldn't stop thinking about my sister sexually, and I was upset that it never happened.And I can't tell which problem is worse.________________________________Meg sat in her room, thinking to herself."Oh god, does he know? Was he awake? Is he upset?" she thought silently."He was passed out, drunk, I thought he was out." She said in her mind, getting closer and closer to a panic attack.Meg's window had broken last night, so she went to share. A man to notice her and not one them stupid boys at school. Wearing her smallest shorts and top for bed as she kind of knew it ride up. Oh she wished her boons would grow like her mums or even her best friend Zara at school hers where like massive and all the boys looked at them and at her. But her mum assured her they would soon grow once she got older but Sarah couldn't wait that long. Desperate to have bigger boobs she prayed every night for them. She wondered when John would hold her close.