Damned if I didn’t fall into a pile of empty food cans. I don’t know if they were simply discarded at a convenient place or if they were there to ...ct as an alarm, but there was no silencing the rattle they made as I fell into them.There were five men gathered around a fire they had built on the concrete floor, and they reacted immediately to the noise I made. All five jumped up, and two of them began to shoot at us with what sounded like 9mm automatics firing parabellum rounds.Well, Nancy was. Except that I just happened to be her brother. That, at eighteen, I was four years younger than her. That she was married to someone else. That we hadn't said twenty kind words to each other in four years...Most people would probably blame our estrangement on the afternoon four years ago when she'd arrived home unexpectedly and found me sitting on her bed with one of her bras around my neck while I was stroking myself with a pair of her favorite panties.She hadn't been pleased! To say the. I waited around for an hour before giving up and walked out to the main road where I hitched a ride to the mall.My father’s mall. Seeing that TPC logo on the doors’ windows made my head spin for a moment. I knew I’d never be able to enter a mall again without looking for that logo.That mall felt alien to me for some reason. Everything I looked at there was filtered through this new lens of knowing my father owned it. I saw every speck of dirt, every burnt-out lightbulb, and when someone spilled. I rubbed my wet fingers all over my pussy, Kim did followed suit and did the same. I used one finger to part my pussy lips as I started to rub it up and down between my pussy lips.I watched Kim as she parted her hairy pussy to get her finger between her meaty lips. My pussy started to tingle and get wet as I rubbed it. I think a lot was from watching Kim work her finger between her lips. My brother had showed me a magazine with women in it together before. I started to slip a finger into my.