The cups were satin, I know now. Then I just thought they were really neat and shiny. And when she would bend over and her shorts would show off her l...ng legs that still had a really nice shape to them… well I even remember telling her she looked really pretty and asking if she ever thought about marrying another man. She had blushed and then said something about how, at times it would be nice to have a man around. I remember her cheeks were flushed and I said something about, “I would love to. That place is seriously messed up.”“Did he save your life just the one time? You told me he saved your life back when I asked you where my name came from,” she asked.I looked back out at the lake. “More than once. I saved his, too. After a while we stopped keeping score.”“How did he die?”I turned my head to look at her, but I was seeing that night at Whiskey. “Saving my life.” I was silent for a bit, and then said, “There were eight of us at a place called Outpost Whiskey and twenty times that. My baby sister's delicate fingers trailed down Jake's side, as she dipped onto her knees beside me, her hand resting my knee. My eyes never left the log of red meat that jumped inches from my face, a map of veins trickling across it's surface, the head flaring out from the shaft, even thicker, like a bell on the end of a pole. Anastasia smiled softly beside her sister, a knowing smile curling her full red lips, she breathed the musky aroma of his gargantuan manhood. She was helpless, delirious. These girls run her little shop as summer and after school jobs. Shar and Kim are nice looking girls who hate their dad and are pure sluts. I found them at the high school laid on the blanket. Line of boys stood waiting turns to mount them. Not only did they take all the boys there, most used no protection. Would watch each other giving points to what looks good, who feel best. Asking one boy to stop and fuck her sister some, he has a nice one. Basically this screwed up family had issues. Pat.