"I was walking through the mall and caught sight of it. What do you think? Do you like how it makes me look?" She smoothed the side of her hips. She d...dn't like that she was filling out her thighs. But I loved it. I just had to keep the opinion to myself. She was getting better with age. She was thirty-two, about the time most women start losing their looks. But she was getting finer and finer.I smiled. "Let me see. Turn around." I put my hand to my chin and considered how much I wanted to fuck. “You little minx, hiding behind that conservative smoke screen!”“My fairy sex goddess chased away all the dwarves and woke up my inner slut,” I joked.“I'm about to awaken your outer slut too,” she said wickedly, “but first let’s get this pussy looking ripe and ready to eat.” “Like an apple,” I quipped, loving the religious metaphor of Eve's temptation and sin of eating that first apple.“Soon you will be eating it right to the core, and this ripe apple won’t be poison,” she promised using a. As a result, although not a shy person by nature, Rebecca turned inward during her teen years and sought refuge in books. She became a straight-A student and earned a full-ride scholarship to attend college.If there was any silver lining in the whole sorry episode, she mused, it was that the three women -- Rebecca, Mary Beth and their mom -- became close confidantes.Mary Beth was a psychologist and had done wonders with Rebecca's state of mind. Still there would always be those shadows in her. According to her they had never done it before and there was a good chance she wouldn't have gone through with it.I knew she was hurting but I couldn't do anything but watch. This prick ruined our lives. When I gave my statement, I made the mistake of saying I would have done it all over again.At the end of the whole process I was charged with assault and battery on the prick. The judge said even though it happened at my house, Ralph was considered a guest. I could have asked him to leave, but.