Chorney tried slamming his body against the door, jamming his hip against the door knob, kicking with first one foot then the other, but no matter how...hard he tried he could not make physical contact with either the door or the knob.Sweat poured down his face and neck, stained his shirt beneath his armpits, and made the fabric stick to his chest and back. He swore loudly and violently in several languages as panic and terror filled his body.A large shadow appeared in the small chicken-wire. “If we don’t make 90 days, you can come and go as you please. You can stay with me or go your own way. You are almost sixteen. I’ll give you half the money, and I won’t touch it. I don’t plan to lose the bet,” I said.You should know that my daughter and I can be highly competitive. We often make little bets, and when we pinky swear on it, we never go back on the bet. She offered me a finger to pinky swear.“The pinkiest of swears, Ma’am,” I assured her.“What happens if you quit or get the boot. That led to a discussion about overall safety, similar to the one I had with Allan last spring. By the time Chrissy and Tamara were finished asking me questions, it was time to head to the beach, since Ali had insisted on a sail before our other guests arrived.Mom and Jim arrived in time for a late afternoon meal overlooking the beach and spent until sunset catching up with everyone. The asteroid mission was pointedly ignored until we were snuggled in bed.“Are you going with them?” Chrissy. I felt her lie close to me, her own breasts now pushing into my stomach. She pressed my breasts together and her lips and mouth suckled my nipples, their tips almost touching each other. I felt her hairy crotch on the top of my leg, rubbing its wetness, moving with her caresses on my breasts, and felt her knee push tight against my pussy.She nibbled on my neck gently and kissed me with heated passion, tongue flashing into my mouth, probing.She turned and knelt alongside my head, her knees.