I inhaled every word he had to say and learned from everything he did."My Aunt Hattie died when I was too young to realize it had happened, and mother...was always suggesting to Daddy that Grandma and Uncle Sam meant more to each other than just mother and son. I was in college before I stopped to think what she was hinting."The idea of my Uncle Sam and Grandma in bed together about fried my circuits, and I promised myself never to think about it again. I kept that promise until Grandma died, and. Not a girlish, silly giggle but a warm, slightly deep, subtle laugh that rippled beautifully. "Jesus fu-" I caught myself "I mean Jesus... Christ!"It was with a jolt of realisation that I understood that the goddess standing before me, this perfect creature, was the groom's older sister. Only older by about two years but we had never really been friends in the past. I hadn't liked girls with curly brown hair and glasses and teeth that looked too big for her mouth and a flat chest and. ” Theyboth laughed. John smiled again and reached across the elevator topull her closer to him. His hands caressed her breastsand suddenly his hands grasped her narrow waist,lifting her and bracing her against the elevator wallas he pressed his body against her. As John’s warmmouth covered her lips, his tongue darting back andforth, Hope felt his hardened dick shove into hercrotch. She gasped for breath as the elevator dooropened and John lowered her to the floor. Hope’s. I hope?I accept my fate what ever it may be for I am the slave of a goddess I love and must obey without question or reason. At all times without question or face the consequences what ever they may. I am hers to use and abuse or give pleasure that will be my joy even in painful confinement such as I am now forcibly committed with no escape possible until my Mistress returns and decides to release me from my imprisonment. I am again completely at her mercyAnd whim. My bladder is filling.