We thanked him but declined. He put the juice in the refrigerator and said, "If you girls have a few minutes, I have something in the living room that...I'd like to show you."His manner didn't change. But I got a cold feeling in my gut. I somehow knew that this was it. This was where my brother made his move. He had probably been planning whatever it was since the day that dad took his keys away.I wasn't sure how to respond. Tawney was suspicious, too. We looked at each other but we couldn't. I stilldon't understand what I do that is so terrible."A look of sadness briefly crossed her face before sheresponded. "Dan, I know you feel that way. It's alwayseasier to see the faults in others than in ourselves. Whatwe are doing to and for you we do not do lightly. Muchdiscussion and planning has gone into this. Debbie hastried to reason with you, has tried to make you realize howhurtful you've become, she has even tried to get you intoher panties all without success. Your only response. Not quite a handful. I mean, a nice puff on her chest capped by a very hard little nipple that I could feel right through her lightweight bra and blouse. “Beca?” I gasped as I reflexively squeezed her little nubbin between my fingers. She Frenched me a little deeper and then pulled away.“Now you’ve felt the breasts of all four of your girlfriends so you should be able to tell us apart in the dark, right?” she giggled. “Don’t expect to repeat that, Jacob. You’re right. I prefer girls. But after. Something whizzed by her head, ruffling her hair. Realizing she’d only escaped death by the slimmest of margins, she shoved Becky backwards. Becky yelped as she fell, sprawling on the ground. Em dropped and rolled clear to the side. By drawing the gunman’s fire, she hoped to spare her niece while presenting the smallest possible target. Around her, the entire block’s activity came to an abrupt halt.While most didn’t recognize gunfire as quickly, they froze at the unexpected noise. When they saw.