When the entire futilitydawned on her the girl looked back down and stared forward into the area of hersister?s stomach. Faintly beneath the surrender...on her face were the firstpangs of disappointment. The pangs had nowhere to go. The stillness continued.The vacancy of the girl?s face looked inhuman. The video cut to noise and theolder sister shut it off.The olderwoman was standing behind the camcorder. The red light was on. The recordinghad begun. The older sister was standing before the. She strode out casually thrusting her massive rack in front of her. The lighting was dimmed so I couldn't make out her nipples. I could see enough to know that she had held up well to the ravages of time. She walked towards the window giving me a full view. Then sat down at a table and opened a laptop. My excitement level went through the roof. I started dreaming of living opposite an exhibitionist cam girl, who was going to use all manner of large objects on herself. She looked as if. It took a lot for me to hand the memory card back to Jack without reformatting it. Both of us could get into a lot of trouble if those pictures found their way into the wrong hands. And we all know how easy it would be for them to end up on the Internet.I wanted to say something when I gave him the card but I didn't. I either trusted him or I didn't and asking him not to abuse that trust would either be an insult or would make no difference if he wasn't the man I thought he was.He held it in. "So the way I see it," he continued, readying another finger to enter me, "you can make it easier on her ... or you can turn your back and let me fuck her dry."I felt the tip of his middle finger trying to pry its way in beside the first, and I knew he'd have it in me before Brian could decide what to do. If he'd get them wet first, it would feel good, but he had no intention of doing so. He wanted to hurt me—or humiliate Brian. Or both. At least one of us would have to pay for what we'd done..