“Brandy,” I asked with sincere concern, “are you sure I didn’t hurt you? It got pretty intense even with no deeper than I pushed inside you; y...ur pussy is so wonderfully tight baby girl,” I concluded with a broad smile. She turned her face up to look into mine and replied “I was,” and paused with a devious alarming smile, “so wonderfully full when you put it in me Grandpa. I can’t imagine how good it will feel when you give me the rest,” and giggled seductively. I pressed my lips to her. The wash rooms were immense, including a Turkish Bath area. Emma was handed to two dominant looking young females who bathed her and powdered her dry. Under Elaine’s supervision she was taken to a room and laid on a soft bed. The giggling girls lifted Emma’s sissy cock and balls, creamed them and shaved off every last bit of hair; her legs were given the same treatment. One of the girls smiled wickedly as she picked up a pot of cream; Elaine and the other girl held poor Emma down as the. Under the caring fingers of his hatred, the flame was fed and nurtured, billowing up from a haphazard finger of fire into a roaring wall of heat and light. Hatred fanned the flames, growing ever higher, until that flame burned into white hot rage. He had failed and his family – his child – would pay the price. All he had gone through to keep them safe was for nothing.Failure. He had failed and that failure fed the rage within him, turning it into a towering inferno.Even as he felt that heat. "Because of all the rumors that it's haunted, god, why else. Brad, talk to your brother." Spinning back around, Brandon thought he could see her panties as her pleated skirt swirled. She skipped a couple steps and caught up with her best friend, Ginger.Brandon ogled both of the senior cheerleaders. Brittany, his older brother's girlfriend, was the head cheerleader, and a snotty one at that. But, the 5'5 blonde with the porcelain skin had a decent rack and a perfect body. He bet she barely even.