It was not lost on Tony that Antonio had his eyes on his sister all night. Nor did it surprise him that it seemed to be returned. Antonio was a good l...oking boy. In spite of the Italian sounding name he was actually Hispanic, and from Texas. His trumpet playing, as could be expected, was amazing and that was Tina's current musical interest.He did impress Tony during a lull when he approached him and asked, "Tony, I find myself fascinated with your sister. Would it offend you if I asked her out. .and I did. He moved then to widen them, keeping me pinned as he spread me wide. I felt so exposed as his hand went to my vagina, and his fingers parted my lips. They were no longer swollen now, but tightly closed and dry from terror. He worked at my lips until one callused finger wormed its way into my tight canal, and he slid it in up to his knuckle. He started flicking his finger around inside me, and the move that always got me off now just made me moan loudly in discomfort. He was. " Mandi gave Terry a look. "I'm great at that last one, if you get what I mean."Terry got it. How could she not. "So, you want the doctor to what? Make your rabbit not evil?" What? Oh, no. I don't care. I just don't want him anymore. I've got way too much fucking to do to care about a bunny." Without waiting for a response, Mandi bounced out of the vet's, leaving "Mr Bun" on Terry's desk.The receptionist looked at the rabbit. It looked back at her and twitched its nose. "You don't look evil to. No matter where our relationship stood, be it on firm or shaky ground, our love-making was always incredible. We were always left breathing hard and in a state of euphoria just holding each other in the after-glow. How I missed the way her body moved beneath mine and the way her whole body tensed and shook as the intense orgasms rushed through her. How I missed driving her wild with just my fingertips and by laying gentle wet kisses on every inch of her skin. How I missed making love to her,.