I thing the fact that our parents were brother and sister might have damaged her brain. All I could do was what obay her wishes and make her happy. To...ight she was having another one of her spells. I feared the worse. I was sittiing on the sofa Sara came in the room naked her bare pussy dripping juice down her legs she had a crazed look in her eyes and one of our horse whips in her hand.All she said was pull down you shorts and bend over Sammy I diden't argue I did as she said.Sara started. So... Oh, God! How could you stand it?" What do you mean?"Marsha stopped crying and tried to get hold of herself."I'm sorry," she said stiffly. "I guess I got carried away seeing you and Johnnie like that. It's O.K., though. You're my best friend, so I won't get mad."Slowly, it began to dawn on Carolyn."You and Johnnie?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. They were still holding one another and Marsha's arms held her closely."Are you mad at me?" Marsha asked in a tiny voice."No! You did it. You could take out or return a book without speaking to a librarian, call up video links or download documents from the other side of the world. You could even make yourself a latte (and pay for it) without encountering another human being. George Orwell didn't know the half of it.I had gone down to the ILLH to do some research on the building's top floor where it tended to be quietest. There was no piped music up there or excited toddlers and the loudest noise was the clack-clack of computer. I heard a noise but it was a few minutes before I realized it was that truck coming back. I grabbed the poker from the fireplace and ran out. I guess the guy saw the light from the front door ’cause the passenger door flew open and she came rolling out ass over teakettle. ‘The truck was peeling out of there, tires spinning in the mud and I knew I couldn’t reach him before he was gone. I threw the poker as hard as I could and heard a satisfying crash of glass — I think I hit his rear window and.