Michelle.” Juanita greeted. “It’s good to see you back home.” “Morning Juanita.” I responded. “It’s good to be home!”After fixing my...elf a cup of coffee, I lit up a cigarette. I made sure I stayed out of Juanita’s way as she went about preparing breakfast for the ranch-hands.“There’s a strange car down by Cody’s trailer.” Juanita commented. “Think I should set an extra place at the table?” “I doubt if number seven will be joining us for breakfast.” I muttered. “She’ll probably be leaving. He was a new boy and, as the low man on the totem pole, was assigned to garbage and bussing, the lowest job in the place. I am normally only attracted to dark-haired boys, but there was something about this one that gave me pause. I shared a smile with him as I passed on my way to order.Once settled out on the patio I got out my idea book and got to work. I had a great idea for a horror novel, somewhere between Koontz and King, but with a lot more sex. As I finished up a character sketch of my. ? She laid me back down, ?I like you this helpless to resist my advances, you have no choice but to let yourself melt into me.? ?I think I want to have your sister over for dinner, is that okay with you?? ?My Sister?? ?Yes your sister, Lynn, the one you say you never had, but always wanted.? ?Umm, ok?? ?Do you no want her to come over?? ?No, I do, I just was surprised, that’s all.? ?I want to meet her new boyfriend, threaten to cut his balls off he hurts her.? ?You are awfully. But then it’s my turn and grandma Janine is just as rough with me as I was with mom. And I squeal too, just like mom did. And I know how she feels now, my jaws already ache and I feel my saliva starting to ooze out around my gag. And I can see that mom does the same to grandma Janine. Something about us all being unable to speak now, and a bit ?lost? in the preparation is making us all a little cruel. Did I start this I wonder? And I discover it’s not that easy to breathe while my mouth is.