I planned that by the time I penetrated her she would be so completely lost in the sensations I was creating that her world would contract down around...her passions and her brother who was stoking them. I slipped off the couch and drew her with me to the floor in front of the fire, leaving Mom to watch from the couch. I quickly moved behind Carrie and began exploring her back, from her shoulders to the dimple just above her derriere. I avoided her reach for me, and felt I was plucking chords on. ” I leaned down to pick the remote off the bed and let him get an eyeful of cleavage in the process. He coughed as if clearing his throat--hoping I hadn't realised how hungry his look had been. "Let me take a look." He fumbled to turn on the TV and then messed with the remote control. There really was nothing wrong, I had just turned down the volume and pressed the mute button. In a few seconds he had the sound coming from the TV just fine. "Oh my," I said. "That was easy. You make me feel such. ”We followed her into a bar area. One wall was a long bar with a couple of naked ladies bartending. There were tables around, all full of men. There was a restroom marked ‘men’. I did not see a ladies’ room. On the wall opposite the bar were the other girls, all naked and chained to the wall. Becky and Kate were there. The men were all touching them, looking at the merchandise, seeing who they wanted. Above Becky’s head was a sign - “For sale, 17 soon to be 18, Dog fucker and piss. Pushing it open, he stepped out into the pouring rain once again. Closing the door, he saw his mother step out of the car on the other side.Both of them wobbled back over to where only moments earlier the bridge had stood. Now there was nothing but a few broken, shattered pilings jutting up out of the cold, swirling water below. The twisted, broken supports were the only evidence that the bridge had once stood there."Another five seconds and we'd be at the bottom of the river," he groaned,.