" I know, I know," he replied. "I often had to do the same. In fact, for most of those times that I didn't, it's because my sexy sister..." He paus...d to d**** his arm over her shoulder, letting his hand fall to her breast. "...who was on to you as well, would take care of me." We took care of each other," Kimmy interjected quickly. "It turned us both on to see you opening up like that."Kimmy had been working her way behind me as she spoke. Then, rather suddenly, I felt her fingers on the. They watched the loading process for a awhile and noticed that a number of crates were loaded onto a large pallet which was hoisted up and then deposited right down into the holdof the ship. If Virginia could sneak onto and off the pallet, hiding in between the crates without being seen she would be on the ship. She could hide out in the hold, sneaking food from the kitchen at night. Virginia sat huddled in a corner of the huge ship wondering what had come over her to make her do this. She. The ornate lacy top ended at mid-thigh. I followed suit with the other hose and clipped them both to the garters that dangled from the belt, and strapped on the stilettos. Taking a slow deep breath, I opened the box. Inside was a dog collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, all thick black leather, a make-up kit, and two small jewelry boxes. I picked up one of the boxes, flipped open the lid and found a pair of earrings with one inch dangles shaped like a man's erect cock and balls. It didn't take much. He’d felt a stirring of lust for her when he’d seen her happy and smiling across the plane, and had wondered about her. Now even with her scars she stirred lust in him, but now it was so much more. He wanted to be with her every minute. He wanted to take care of her. He wanted to rescue this beauty from the tragedy they’d experienced together. He wanted her to be his own beauty. He could picture her now with the long hair before everything had changed. Mostly he could picture her as she was.