The bolt hit Lindy hard in the butt. My big sister squealed.Then Marnie backed out, back into the hallway. The rest of us others backed out as well. T...en we shut the kitchen door so we couldn?t see Lindy. They had questions. Lots of questions. Mostly, their questions went, what the fuck? Your sister? Where?d that weird-ass seat come from? Why?s she in it? For real, your parents know she?s like this? Your Dad fucking made it? Jesus! My god, they really, seriously, left you in charge??It?s. But he was under her skin. So she made a pact with me. Whenever she found herself with the blues about him she would come to me, confess, and I would punish her. Believe it or not, it worked." How could she be so honest?" Because she wanted to be, of course! Don´t get the idea she came to me for her penance every day. You know how these damn moods take us. We can go a week or a month, and then all of the sudden, bam! We are dropping tears all over. With this girl it took about six months:. "I'd be willing to do any kind of work you might have to pay you for letting me stay a few days," I heard him telling my father a short time later as they sat talking by the old heat stove that was glowing red hot as it struggled to warm our drafty old house."Well, Mr. Peako, this time of the year we don't really have anything. But it's too cold for you to go on to wherever it is you were heading. Why don't you stay with us a couple of days, at least until this blizzard passes and it gets a. I felt something dribble from inside my pussy to all the way in between my ass cheeks. My nipples got hard, so I grabbed one. Rolling my nip in my finger tips, I longed for a cock to be shoved up my wet, hot pussy. The feeling was pulsating through me, but I refused to rub my little clit. I was still rolling my nipple around when I threw my head back to look at the ceiling. I closed my eyes, used my free hand to start rolling my other nip, and I moaned hard and long, rocking back and forth. I.