I stop to listen as I hear the engines of several cars go by. Another longer length of three-eighths-inch rope is doubled. I nestle it up under my bre...sts and run the ends through the loop. Going in the opposite direction I make another pass below my breasts and then two above. I draw the upper and lower passes together between my breasts firmly, then run both ropes up around one side and down the other side of my neck and tie them off in the center again. Two short ropes draw the sides under. I had intendedto do a " director's cut" with the ending I had initially envisioned, butin writing this chapter I found it surprisingly so satisfying to me, thatthe ending I had intended now feels false so there will be no alternateending, please enjoy the final chapter.My Sister Tormentor Chapter NineMy head was not happy Sunday morning as I was jolted awake by an alarmklaxon from my phone. It was not the stabbing, blinding pain that mostpeople associate with a hangover, but it was enough to. The girls that john hung around with taught him everything there was to being a girl boys john went out with had no idea the she was a he alot of them fucked him and never knew they would comment on what a cute clit he had never know that they were tounging a cock.when john was 19 he started hanging around other sissys.must of them had hugh cocks that they cound not tuck i think they were a little jealous of john because at parties they would abuse john and pass him around to be fucked all. “I have, but he's scared. He's a fireman.” Rachel shifted. “He's terrified of getting caught.”“I understand,” I said. My phone beeped. “Well, I want you to keep at it. In fact, the next time he goes to do it, catch him and slip off your own panties. Say he can use yours, too. Maybe together with your daughters. Prime him.”“That is a fantastic idea,” Rachel said, a naughty glint in her eyes. It wouldn't be long for her family until they took the plunge into incest. I could just feel it. There.