."Linda went on to explain every thing."Ms. Mason, I'm not sure what you would want from us but I can tell you that what you have described could be c...nsidered under several law-enforceable actions." I have thought of that. I think, to start with, I will have you file suit against the Harpers. Second, see if the shipping company will work with you. Get their phone records and track down where the harassment calls came from. With luck, I'll have video of some of the family either breaking their. When would we see each other? Could a relationship flourish with just weekends?And how exactly would I handle this intense desire for her? She filled my thoughts, her pale red hair, soft sexy eyes, freckles, and that amazing, blinding smile.She'd given me one of those smiles when we were on the sofa. I'd asked her, "What was your mom saying on the phone earlier? You kept promising her."She'd toyed with my hand, playing with my fingers. "Mom told me to only do what I wanted and not give in to. ”“Huh, that’s pretty smart.”“Yes, I am!” And she smirks at me. Of course.With that mystery solved I am now even more motivated to put some clamps on my smirking sibling. To get us started, I put two large metal clamps with rubber tips on each of her small tits. The clamps are so large, they almost swallow her buds whole, only the nipples sticking out. That’s good, because that gives me the opportunity to put strong alligator clamps on those protruding points.Two more of the large clamps go on. My mind kept rewinding to the night before the taste of delicious wet pussy lingering, the sound of ecstatic moaning still echoing, the sight and feel of Claire's unbelievable body still clearly visible. It just got me excited all over again. As I walked out of the bedroom, I looked to the floor where the girls had dropped their clothes, finding that they had all been cleared. There was no sign of Claire or Sarah, the apartment seemed empty. As I walked toward the bathroom, I heard the water.