”Bill laughed, pulling his Mom inside. “We’ll be there, Mrs. Justice.”Then the door closed, and I knew more than Davie fucking Kimmie would be...going on in the Dawsons’ house.It almost dulled my anger. Almost. But that skank’s face rose in my mind. She had this cherub innocence, framed by black hair, her blue eyes so sweet. At first glance, she appeared harmless, but then you saw the whorish way she dressed, showing off her sixteen-year-old body, flaunting it for all to see. The way she carried. Andrew explained that he had been a carer for about seven years, and all his patients were blind. I liked him, his frequent visits were something that I looked forward too. He gave me lots of advice about making things easier for me. One of those things was not bothering getting dressed, and then at bedtime getting undressed, but to just wear my dressing gown. Made a lot of sense.My new-found freedom gave me the opportunity to explore things that I had never done, but I had a serious mental. He was getting near orgasm, when there was a scream at the door, and they both turned to see their Mother's red face with a look of horror on her face."Get your dick out of your sister's pussy! Now!" She screamed.Jack yanked his cock out of his sister knowing his life was over. "Get back to your room and get dressed." She turned to Amy. "You slut. Get dressed and I'll be right back." She chased Jack back to his room, and then screamed for her husband to come upstairs.An hour later Jack's Dad. I didn't have a single twinge.The sunny morning was a complete change from a few days earlier; the temperature had already reached the mid-seventies and promised to go into the eighties in the afternoon. I went down to the lake for a quick bath before I suited up for the next leg of my trip. The lake water was chilly, so my ablutions were short and to the point – get wet, soap up, and rinse fast. I also washed out my running shorts, ankle socks, and singlet. Since no one was around this part of.