" Belinda twitched her nose and smiled; Lottie looked meanly at him and nursed the cane."Head down and bottom in the air!" He did so without hesitatio... and she gave him a second stripe; it stung like hell. She laughed before replying."Yes you may; I intend to have a least five orgasms." Even under the strange and open circumstances he had experienced at Holt House, he found Lottie's bawdiness unbelievable. The two left for their rooms and left him to nurse his sore arse. He was alone with. If he'd tried to stick it in my ass, which was what he wanted to do, it would have ripped my virgin backsides to shreds. After all, I was only twelve at the time.I'm Lisa Carlyle, the big sister in the family. You've heard from my kid brother Marvin writing about his one-time girlfriend named Carol; the story is called White Pants. This series is about the rest of the family, told by each of us in turn.The fact that they call me Moaning Lisa has nothing to do with the famous painting of the. Michelle had turned back to the mirror and took a second look. For justa second, she stopped breathing assessing her self taking no fresh air.She cocked her head to one side after a moment, quizzically, but showedno emotion. She ran her hand down the length of her dress holdingtightly to her body. "I think I want to see what Gary thinks formyself." "And just how do you plan on doing that? The groom is not supposed tosee the bride until she walks down the aisle." Michelle turned and picked up. Itwas Jim that died." But..." Would you like me to take you to see the Jim's grave?" No." Do you believe me?" Yes, it's just that... I get confused sometimes." Your brother died Stephanie. It's hard for you to remember right aboutwho you are. You had to spend a lot of time in the hospital with thedoctors getting better." Yes, at the hospital." Was Jim my son?" Jim was your stepson, Dad remarried." When?" When Jim was 10." And are you my daughter or step-daughter?" Stephanie is... I am... Your.