I told him I was, but truth be known I was horrified. Not just for the baby this girl had terminated, either. I was supposed to have been treated that...way.My dad had told me so.Chuck tended to me the best he could, brought me Coke with ice, brought me some Pepto; I thanked him, and put on a mask of okay-ness, and left for home.I was so pissed at my father, now that I had put together the true meaning behind those hateful words.I stewed in my anger for a few days, withdrawing from my parents. My. .. it couldn't heal her, but it could make her feel better for a while."Now it was her turn to be silent and phrase a comment as they sped out of the edge of town, past the Chicago, and made the turn onto the southbound on-ramp, not far behind a pair of bikers. They were going up the on-ramp before she managed to say, "I guess it was always my impression that the two of you weren't very close." I believe most people thought that," he said. "You have to remember that, in addition to never being. A leopard print blouse, high heels and a black miniskirt. What would Margaret say about this? He had trouble imagining it now, because his eyes seemed somehow glued to the woman’s legs. They were long and looked beautiful, he had to admit. Shapely calves and full, long thighs. She was wearing nylons too, sheer ones and hardly visible even though her legs were on full display and just a few feet away from him.In his mind he said to Margaret, what do you think? Is it decent to show off your legs. So fuck me! Ride your filly!” Her lips were on me, her tongue in my mouth. I gripped her hips and her legs wrapped around my waist and her arms around my neck, as I pressed her against the shower wall. Then she broke the kiss, moaning passionately in my ear, holding me tight, as I slowly began to thrust my cock in and out of her sweet pussy. “Tonight, I'm going to make love to both my sisters,” Mary whispered into my ear. “My bitch of an older sister, Shannon, and little Missy. I'm going to eat.