" LAST WEEK?" Yeah," I remained casual about the whole thing."Is she okay?" Yeah, she's fine." What did you tell her? You told her something, didn't y...u. That's why she's okay with all this sick shit you're doing." I just tell her she's beautiful, Samantha. She makes her own decisions." She's ten years old, Eric. She doesn't know any better." Well," I shrugged, just not caring."You have to stop this. Eric, this is serious. It's bad enough what you're doing - but now she could get pregnant!". She asked how I knew Zoey, if I had a boyfriend, what my major was, and other stuff."Well Liza, you sound like you would do well at sigma beta theta. I want to be your big sister. I have to be honest though. I am very attracted to you."I looked up in shock at her. I stammered out some inane nonsense about being flattered. She came to the couch where I was sitting and sat down next to me."Have you ever kissed a woman?" No." Would you like to kiss me? I want to kiss you."She leaned in and kissed. They rode into my butt-crack. I didn't adjust them. I just pretended to work.He was right on us. I could feel his eyes on our butts. He had to be lusting after us. I whimpered, wanting to masturbate right now. I felt the lawnmower behind us. The power of it. The scent of gasoline and cut grass washed over me.I shuddered, wiggling my rump.Then Daddy turned away again.“Oh, my god,” my sister groaned. “This is so hot. I'm so fucking wet, Debra.”“I'm soaking my shorts,” I moaned and then we scooted. I wondered if I could/should takethe dog for a walk to the end of the street which was about twohundred yards down the block. I did, and it was fun. Later that afternoon while looking for something else to change into;my sister had this rather pretty yellow and black dress that I likedbut I could not find it, I saw a beautiful white, calf length furcoat. Now; it is summer, hot and humid and here I was looking at afur coat. It was so soft and luxurious and I just had to wear it..