This was the first morning since her brother had taken her as his slave that he had not fucked her. Fran had paced around the house like a cat in heat...waiting for her mother to leave for work.As soon as their mother's car had disappeared around the corner Dave and Vickie went to work like a well oiled machine setting everything up for the drawing. Fran was stripped, her 'clit and tit' bells were attached and, after she was fitted with a collar and leash, she was left in her room to wait until. She asked about my visions twenty minutes later.“So, you can see into the future and shit?”“Well, not exactly,” I chuckled. “The visions are usually about people that I’m close with, in either a situation of sickness or death. It’s been a while though and didn’t happen with my grandfather.”I saw her nipples protruding through her loose shirt. Is this shit really turning her on?“So, kind of like an omen or deja vu I suppose. By any chance, do you pay attention to the moon?”“Only to find my way. Faceva bene il suo lavoro, il toy boy e ogni tanto mi alzavo sui gomiti per guardarlo, era bello e appassionato, più che leccarla sembrava volesse divorarla e mi piaceva… quanto mi piaceva.Per rallentare il mio piacere gli ho alzato il viso, i miei umori scorrevano sulle sue labbra e mi sono affrettata a leccargliele, mordendo il suo labbro inferiore. Sapevo di yogurt e miele, un sapore agrodolce che lo faceva impazzire.Gli ho mimato di andar più lento e mi sono stesa, godendomi questa piccola. " No. Uncle Steven said the same but it's all so touch and go at the moment. I've got him talking to me at last and I wanted to try and build up his self-confidence. I just hope I can get him back again quickly."Nell put a comforting arm round her waist. "I'm sure you will, love."Becca smiled gratefully at her. She pondered on the problem throughout the morning but reached no conclusions other than to have a quick word with Edna on her arrival. As far as dealing with Garry was concerned she had.