Okay. She’s nice, though.’ I made a small noise of acknowledgment and tossed him the bag of chips. ‘Throw that in the cupboard, would you?’ He...did, and proceeded to kick off his shoes and join me on the couch. ‘Children of the Corn, huh?’ ‘Yep.’ Silence. Things weren’t usually this awkward between us. I was distinctly uncomfortable, and I could tell he was too. He blew a long sigh and stared at the cheap Dali print on our wall. After a long and awkward silence, he turned to me with a wary. "Good night Kirsty nic Ian." I said to her quietly."Good night Sir." She replied.I must have tossed and turned every few minutes as the side of me furthest from the fire became cold. I heard a rustle and turned to find Kirsty draping the other plaid over me, smiling but saying nothing. I watched her return to the sleeping bag and couldn't miss her kilt ride up her thighs as she slid in. Her head was bowed but I fancied she was watching me from under hooded eyes and a smile twitched the corners. And then she started about Sodom and Gomorrah and stuff." Well just stop it, now. Please." Fiona shook her head, walked into the unoccupied bathroom and turned the shower to its warmest setting before allowing the dressing gown to slide off her shoulders, and closing the door to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the floor length mirror and smiled; her toned muscles from evening netball, lacrosse and hockey accentuated her slim figure and flawless skin and she stroked her hand down her. Then I increased the force and the speed of the blows which I laid on her flanks with the vitality of a revenging angel. She held off as long as possible but we both knew she would eventually break and her first audible sob brought smiles to the other interested females in the room watching her suffering and in some cases their interest was deeply rooted in their own depraved desires.I looked over at darling Sue and her shy but totally depraved sister Sandra and they smiled oodles of.
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