" I know that." They're cockburners." I know that. Tell me something I don't know." They're captive ... they're waiting for something ... a rescue ......I don't know." You idiot! Your brother said never tell.I can't help it.You must.I have to tell.No!I am driven!Don't tell.I have to. They're waiting for a hero.He looked at the coal black haired creature ... nightmares were based on her."They are waiting." Yes." Are you their hero?" No ... but I know him." What have you to do with the robbers?" My. I always longed for my sister to leave the house so I could sneak into her room and wear her panties. My parents running on on me wasn’t a problem because my dad lived across the country and my mom had to work two jobs, so growing up, I pretty much raised myself. I was a year younger than my sister, and when she hit puberty, that’s when the fun really began when her wardrobe updated with bras, thongs, crop tops, short shorts, and other slutty clothes. My sister was especially slutty, and I. You didn’t get it that we were all a bit scared of you — almost in awe.’ Her tits jiggled. ‘You were in awe of me? You gotta be kidding. How about how I saw you? Miss Snooty, the WASP princess, the Homecoming Queen. I could no more approach you than —‘ ‘Me the Princess? Jeez, that’s a laugh, when it’s you was the handsome Mafia Prince. I’d go to bed thinking of you, and I’d…’ ‘Shit Felicity, if you knew the number of wanks I had to confess, because of you…’ Well, we were laughing by now. “Yes, I am ready to be yours.” I say breathlessly.“You already are mine,” she says this sharply before softening. “Are you ready to be mine forever?”I look up at her and know that she can see the longing, and the love, in my eyes. “Forever,” I say simply. She nods, knowing me and knowing that it was a statement of fact, not a question.“Good pet.” She says and begins to stroke me again. She can tell when I am getting close to the edge. She starts to talk again. “You have pleased me pet and will.