Really, she was the only member of my family that I could stand. My oldest sister was a slut and a bitch who blamed everything she did on me, letting ...ad perv on her curvy body to get her way. Livie, my eighteen-year-old, younger sister played the baby, crying at the drop of the hat to wheedle something out of Dad. And Dad...The asshole was an abusive alcoholic who was on disability because he hurt his “back.” Ever since Mom died, he didn't do shit for the family. He just sat on his recliner,. ’ The guard doubled over laughing, but Sistine smacked Dycke hard. ‘I’m very happy that you’re feeling better, but one more remark like that out of you and I’ll kill you myself. I have to work with these people, year after year, and if you upset one of them, you upset all of them. It will take me years to repair a remark like that for Schneider Industries.’ ‘It’s all right Sistina, if you have to work harder, I’ll give you a raise.’ ‘I’m not asking for a fucking raise, I’m asking you to return. When you faced that darkness you knew you were the only one there and that you couldn’t answer your own prayer.”Me: “Wait a minute, You’re saying I’m mad at myself?”Friend: “Yes.”I felt the truth of his words and it was like he had run me through with a sword. I was speechless. It took me a couple of days to process what he had told me. He was in fact, correct. In my heart, I had killed God. Nobody is home or on the throne.It’s a liberating, yet lonely thought. All my life, I have been told of. The door opened and Ashley jumped out, throwing her arms around my neck as she hugged me. My arms instinctively went around her waist, and I found my hands holding her bare ass."Ash?' I asked.My blonde lover giggled and put her feet on the ground long enough to step back. She was wearing a new miniskirt that was really no more than a wide belt. While she was standing it covered her pussy, but it was clear that any movement would reveal her panties, or as I just discovered with my hands, her.