None of Sarai’s family have cars. I suggest, “You may wish to look at buying a few cars on the way over tomorrow.” This causes some surprised lo...ks. I continue, “Jock, the clothing crew will go to your shop and see about catching up on more of the orders tomorrow.” He smiles.Having some rough ideas for the general layout of the lodge in the long term, I ask if anyone can knock up rough drawings for me. One of Sarai’s married sisters, Geera, volunteers to try.After dinner we sit in the lounge. Looking in the mirror, I didn’t see blue. I saw sad, black, tired eyes. As I pulled on my pants, I stopped to reflect on the three parallel lines on the side of my thigh. I felt like crying but held back.Mom and dad were dressed and waiting for me. Dad was in a well-pressed suit and mom wore a black dress with a black ribbon in her hair. Suzie would have liked the way they looked.The drive to the cemetery was quiet. No one had meaningful words to say, each one experiencing their own form of. Then I reached above me and found the rope hanging from the ceiling joist and put my hands through the slip knot and pulled it tight. I was now tied naked and spread eagle in Cathy’s garage with no way to get loose without her help. So all I could do was wait for her to get home. As I hung there, I could hear cars driving past and had time to think about what Cathy was going to do to me. I heard a car pull into her drive and stop. Then a car door slammed shut, then a 2nd door slammed. “Brianna?” There was no way that this sexy little vixen was his fourteen-year-old little sister. That would mean that he had just been dreaming about fucking his sister. “You look different,” he said. “Well, you're still your handsome self. I just wanted to tell you that I was getting ready to go for a swim. When you're unpacked, you can join me.” He smiled as she walked back into the house. Her sweet little ass swayed behind her. “I can't wait to fuck her,” he whispered to.