I am trying to write better, but i was never any good at grammar or punctuation.Wednesday, the 23 of Sptember As all three of us got out of the shower... we went our separate ways. I got dressed and went to the car waiting for my sisters to come out. I looked threw my backpack and found a form for a talent show coming this Friday. I was thinking that I could go on stage and show my love for my sisters. But in a way that only they would know. So i devised a plan. I already knew what my talent was,. That was when Mom told him that she no longer loved him and that she had been sucking the boys off for quite sometime. He slept in her bed but they never had sex anymore. He said that he only stayed for the sake of us kids, me in particular.I then realized that every night Mom spent a long time in the boy’s bedroom that they shared. She only kissed me goodnight on her way to bed. I bet she was just doing that because she had the boy’s cum on her lips when she kissed me goodnight. Two could play. His hips shot upward and he barked out a deep moan. It was a great affirmation that I was doing well. I was having some sort of out of body experience because I had never fingering a guy's asshole before. Perhaps even if present with the idea I would have viewed it rather appalingly. This was a new Carly (Yes, I as named after singer Carly Simon) who was emerging: fearlessly and unashamed. "What do you do when a guy comes?" I remembered asking Lily once. "If you love him you will swallow his. "Yo boy, come here, boy."The dog jumped up and ran off the porch and ran to Stumpy. "Hey boy," Stumpy said, patting the dog. "Where you been, boy?" He looked at Heather and grinned. "Thought ole Buck here had cleared out. Hadn't seen him in a couple of days." He's made himself at home here," Heather said."Yeah, apparently so," Stumpy said. "Well, ma'am, you know there's a storm coming up," he nodded toward the east. "Building up fast, need to get everything rounded up and boarded up. Let's go,.