What is going on? I looked, and it was a very large Deputy Sherriff. I could see his face as he looked into the window. He was a big, rough looking, o...der African American guy, with uniform and belt laden with gun and other paraphernalia! I was scared out of my mind. He opened the door and made us get out. I requested our clothes and got a gruff, “NO!” He moved me near the back door and cuffed me to the door handle. I was standing nude and helpless. I was scared for BG. He moved her to the. Neither daughter wants to give their bedroom to me, so I end up on a folding cot on the sun porch. The sun porch is located at the far end of the house, off my Cousin Sandy’s bedroom. I guess because of our very young age, no one sees any harm in us sleeping in such close proximity.It was around ten o’clock when I went to bed. I am worn out from the trip and the day spent at the hospital, so I retire early. I usually sleep in a t-shirt and my boxer shorts. That’s exactly what I am sleeping in. Her parents kicked her out into the streets, because she was a troublemaker and they could no longer take care of her. So Alice did anything to have clothes to wear and food to eat. This meant she got into trouble with the law. So she spent many years in prison. Every time she was released from prison, she would go back to her old ways and be sent back to prison again. At the same time, there was a wealthy landowner named Mr. William Clark. He owned a large mansion and was always looking for. He grinned as he plunged his fingers inside me, looking up at my tear streaked face he stopped what he was doing and removed his fingers, motioning for me to sit up when they were free of my creamy snatch. suck your juice of my fingers he ordered and I did. His eyes burning into me while I did so, a strange little smile on his face. I sucked his fingers with as much effort as I had given his cock, wishing he would fuck me… I didnt have to wait long before he pushed me back down onto the bed, a.