" James was jealous and hurt. "I thought you loved sleeping with me. What does Susan give you that I don't?" Linda snuggled up to him. "Well," she s...id sheepishly. "I like her soft, smooth skin and the feeling of our nighties as we snuggle." James was silent for a few moments as he idly stroked Linda through her nightie. "Well, my skin isn't too rough and you have your nightie on..." he whined in response. Linda sat up and looked at him with a devilish grin upon her face. "I have an idea,". I found new names every day for both the girls and for John. For some reason I liked to repeat John's names in my head as he fucked his girls. I loved how he had so much stamina to just pound his girls to an oblivious state of mind, everyone of them walked out of our room as if punch drunk.A couple of weeks after the first girl, we got a week off for stuffing stuffing studying for midterms, but John didn't care about that. As soon as the week started he said "this is a lucky week for you". She wondered how long it would be before she would need the real thing. Her lips twitched into a tiny smile. Would it be all that bad if she did?Melinda ran into her room and slammed the door behind her, tensed as she expected to hear her mother's footsteps on the stairs coming to admonish her for doing something she and her sister were told many times not to do. She leaned her back against the door and dug her heels into the carpet with the crazy notion that she could bar her mother from. It was always laughed at by her parents, so she thought nothing of it.At about 4 years of age she was crawling on the floor and got a swipe in the face from the family dog.Her gift from her parents for her fourteenth birthday was a beautiful dog, pedigree of which was seriously uncertain but they were inseparable. Mel would feed it slavishly it slept by her bed, more in than under, although she promised her mother that she wouldn’t let it in her bed. It was a male dog with the richest.