“Okay, now, in your words, what happened.”“Miranda rights?”His eyes flashed. “You want me to officially read ‘em to you?”“No, but I kn...w ‘em.”“Sir. Mister ... Okay, that name’s Cajun and I ain’t gonna try...”“Primeaux. Pronounced ‘PRE-moe’. Thank you for asking.”“Mister PRE-moe,” he said, “You’re not bein’ charged, best I can tell...”“Never know,” I shrugged. “He might be the sheriff’s cousin...”He shook his head. “PLEASE don’t you tell the sheriff that one. Bayliss Hawkens is a genetic. I was getting damn nervous as I was a virgin and he was my freaking boss. I was in his arms and he started kissing my lips and whispering in my ears that I look very beautiful. He picked me up and made me sit in his lap to hug me properly and feel each other’s body. I can’t explain how good it felt, I wanted him inside me in no time. I wore a dress that night, he lovingly took my dress off and started kissing my neck and full breast. He took my nipples in his thumb and the index finger and. The week that followed we were all like zombies, going through the motions when in public, but huddling together crying and hugging when at home alone.I don't think what I did later, shit, what we all did would have happened if we hadn't gone through that week from hell together, if we hadn't realized how much we all loved each other. I tell you, it was the catalyst that drove me into the arms of my sisters.Clara and I were named trustees of Dad's estate with the four of us equal beneficiaries. The entire time he just kept telling her what a good girl she was and she just kept watching in fascination. Now that her tits had been bound, they had started to swell, making them firm and sensitive to the touch. ‘Ok, my good girl. Time to stand up straight.’ She followed his request, only really thinking about how her bound tits reacted to the change in position. ‘Close your eyes for a second my good girl…go back to your dream for a moment.’ Oh yes, the dream. It was still there, floating.