It gives her time to read. Arkady is the best forensic language analyst in the blue states. Her time is occupied with codes, patterns, research, and ...uzzles. She is not capable of anything else. At a younger age she was thought to have a learning disability, but to her great luck, her mother called bullshit, loudly: ‘Nothing wrong with my daughter but she likes to goddamn read. Don’t you have drugs to say no to? Leave her the hell alone!’ Arkady is looking at the notebook Graham has brought. I turned and climbed onto Julie. For a few moments we just looked at each other and then she reached forward between my legs and sc****d her fingernails up my wet panties.“Christ Vanessa. Have you cum in your panties already,” she asked.I shook my head, “No. But I’m really close.”Julie smiled. “Rub your wet cunt on my tits,” she said.I moved up her body and rubbed my soaking wet cunt on each of her tits. Squealing as her hard nipples made contact with my hard clit.“Now, sit on my face,” she. A strip of heavy-duty tape sealed the panties in her mouth."Well, so much for the prelude," he said as he walked behind her. She jumped slightly as his hands ran over her ass. "Now it's time to get to the 'bottom' of the matter, so to speak." He laughed at his pun as he went back to the fridge."Earlier you told me that the reason you didn't obey my orders was because you--and I quote-- 'didn't have to go'. Let's just see how true that statement is." Something landed heavily on the table near. My walk-in closet, right next to the bathroom, provided a perfect view, thanks to the quarter-inch hole I had put above the medicine cabinet's mirror.In the first five minutes I already had watched older sister Barbara pee. True, I hadn't seen her jumbo tits yet, but hey, I was only 14. I had years of peeking ahead of me. Life, all of a sudden, seemed wonderful. I was, as my parents had told me the day they announced their divorce, "The man of the house now." And to me, that meant I was free to.