..not in front of my wife, I'm begging you," I heard my father whimper, followed by a loud slap."ON YOUR KNEES! I won't tell you again, chump."Then it...fell silent. Although I couldn't see from the top of the stairs, a lump rose to my throat at the thought of my father being forced to kneel before another man, and in front of my sweet mother to boot."Good", said Mr Jackson. "Now get on all fours so I can kick your ass."There was a horrible silence as my poor father complied. The kick was so hard. I lay on my back and slid under her face, she bent forward and we kissed long and deep tongues thrashing each other’s mouths I reached up and took her tits in my hands and felt the weight of them, we stopped kissing and I slid further down her body, getting her tits level with my face and lick sucked and kissed them, pulling on her piercing with my teeth, sucking on her fleshy globes with my mouth, it was her cunt I wanted. I slid back towards her head and got of the bed moving around to her. I saw that it was Dr. Carter, the new ER doctor that the new administrator hired to try and get more of the black population to come to the hospital's ER.I turned and slipped out the backdoor, closing it just as softly as I had opened it. I did not realize that I was crying until I reached the cab of my truck. I sat and cried for five minutes before the thought that they might finish and Lanie would see my truck came to me. I turned in the barn lot and drove away from our once happy home. As I. Soon, though, the other women knew exactly which women were former sisters and exactly where those girls had grown up.Joe's wives, along with Michela O'Donnell, took charge of the ladies and made sure the sisters had suitable clothing, although a bit more modest than what most of the Italian ladies wore, since that was what the sisters had been comfortable wearing on Earth.Still, they were distinguishable by their simple dress, simple hairstyles and lack of makeup. Such was the case with.