Amelia eyed off Sarah's breasts, thinking how nicely sized they looked sticking out from her chest. Sarah's nipples weren't as erect as her own, but A...elia found herself thinking that she'd easily be able to get them that way if she were to suck them."See, they're beautiful, not too big, not to small, just gorgeous," Amelia said."Err thanks," laughed Sarah, blushing."Um, can I feel them?" Amelia asked quietly, "cause like, I've never actually felt a breast," You've felt your own!" Sarah said,. I gripped the banister and breathed in again. I crouched down low to get a good view of this disgusting behavior happening in my living room, heat growing in me.Ingrid was turning into a little whore like her sisters. Right in my living room. I was furious with her.I breathed in again, the lavender scent tingling my nostrils. I exhaled it out in a fierce hiss. I just needed the right moment to catch my daughter in the act. Then I would spank her so hard for being a depraved, little hussy.Ingrid. . Well fuck that. There is no such thing as fate, we have no destiny, and Karma will not come and bite us on the ass.Belief in this shit is purely for those who feel the need to blame a higher power when life throws a load of crap at them. Some people need to believe. They have to convince themselves that God has a plan for them or that on a cosmic level they deserve the bad things which happen to them. Well like I said before:... Fuck... that.I don't need to believe in such things. I am such. Turning her head, she let her eyes roam the room. Nothing fancy, nothing special about it except him and her ... together.Blood pulsing through her with a wanton ache, Dana wanted him back, wanted to hear the smooth tone of his deep and rich voice. She wanted to feel the palms he'd roughed up on his old truck. The depth of her conversations with him had told her more about him than anyone she knew.Four long months had passed before this night. Exchanging emails, chatting on instant messengers,.