Skipper's been watching over us ever since the rescue, andafter grandma died." What d'you mean in here? In where?"Again Beatrice piped up to support h...r older sister as she pointedto my head."In there! Skipper's in there, inside Aunty Beverly's head. Skipperlooks after Aunty Beverly and she looks after us."Angela stared at me in utter confusion."What do they mean? How can Skipper be inside your head? Is thepoor man dead or something? Are they talking of ghosts orsomething?" No," I replied. While your right hand is scrolling through some random porn website you just found, your left hand is buried in your pants. Your index and your middle finger slowly glide across your slit, while your thumb is circling above your clit. Every once in a while one of your fingers dives in - only to be pulled out again soon after. Bored you stare at the images passing by on your screen and dismiss video after video. Suddenly one image attracts your attention and your eyes widen...Surprised you jump. I kept getting in trouble at school for fucking Anna, and eventually the principal called my Dad into a meeting. My Dad, being the owner of the strip club and apartments, was very wealthy. The principal talked to him about how I wasn’t focusing in school, and how I’d whipped out my cock all the time during class. My Dad laughed. The principal suggested sending me and Anna to St. Bartholomew, where we would be free to express our feelings without breaking school policy. So, during the following. It’s gonna be a warm evening, perfect for a dip, and the lake warmed up nice this year,’ I said. ‘You can change down the hallway—bedroom, bathroom, take your pick. I’ll take care of these dishes.’ I quickly rinsed things off in the sink, and my mind raced wondering what Sherry was going to look like in a bathing suit. ‘All ready,’ she said, leaning against the frame of the kitchen door in a little white bikini. ‘Wow!…you look…wow…’ I said, my voice trailing off as I took in the sight of her,.