I worked with the lower woman’s movements, and as she tongued her clit, I slid first one, then two, then three fingers into the dampness of the uppe... woman’s cunt.Her breathing deepened, and with a long, deep moan, she raised herself up as she climaxed to my fingers playing with her G-spot, a burst of moisture flowed from her, soaking my hand and the face of the woman below her.She rolled over and off the lower woman, pulling me along with her. I managed to remove my hand as she pulled me over. You're still covered up." I put my hand on her shoulder to comfort her and she angrily shook it off."That wasn't fucking funny. I'm your sister after all and you are supposed to love me and look after me!" Rachel's sobs were drying up and I was completely shocked at her language."I truly am sorry Rachel. I just thought it would be a laugh. I didn't really think about it." I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly, "Forgive me? Please. I hate it when we don't get on." I suppose I have. Mom arrives about half an hour after. A little less than an hour the Judge shows up with his order for temporary custody. The Judge also gives us the bad news, the woman we thought was her mother isnt. The doctors had just had given him the blood tests confirmed both blood types in the little girl cannot be the daughter of the woman who was arrested. That means that little girl was abandoned and her mother never returned for her. We checked every room in the house, and no one knew anything. I wasn’t like that. My brother said I had a temper, but I was just simply no one’s doormat. Before working at this coffee shop that my parents decided to open a few months ago, I had been secretly working as a barista. With a fake ID, but that was not what mattered now. What mattered was that I had long since learned how to deal with touchy men, pushy men, and pissed off bitches that thought I had a thing with their men, simply because my work outfit was on the skanky side. People just didn’t.