"She could be so annoying with her flashing me her silly boobs and showing me her moon when I least expected it. The little vixen knew I found her bas...cally repulsive but that was normal for a brother-sister relationship in the 1960s.I think the trouble with Druella started when I caught her giving blow jobs to the gangster types that hung out on the corner of our side street making lewd comments about the young girls walking by or on their bicycles. I thought that most of them were jerks but. It didn't. My cock remained hard and eager to get inside the warmth of a woman.As I leaned against the kitchen sink, I began to recall Charlotte's words before we slept. She had asked if I had cum. She also asked if I was tired. I was too exhausted then to put the two together. Now that I thought back about it, especially after learning about the horrible betrayal she endured and why she had been sad, a new revelation came to me.She wasn't really asking if I was tired. What she really asking. Her attention shifted to Jane as the naked woman stood and closed her eyes. With a sharp motion she snapped the chain that had her wrists locked together, then grabbed the chain attached to the iron collar around her neck and pulled, snapping that.“What ... the fuck...”“Get Cindy and ... whoever that is, out of here,” said Jane to Eric.“Uh ... Ken said you’re supposed to come back to the van with me,” said the giant in a slightly worried voice.The woman turned around and smiled at him. Corrine. ”Kofe certainly seemed happier now, her ears were pricked up and she had a kind of excited energy about her. She would probably have been swinging her feet back and forth had the bench been high enough off the ground. Instead, her tail flicked behind them, poking through a slat in the wood and rustling the foliage in the decorative planters.Despite the fact that her ice cream was ten times the size of his own, they finished at about the same time, Kofe extending a furry hand to him as she rose.