The teen smiled coyly, already aware of the effect she could have on men, even old men like Jack. “Thanks, and congratulations on your promotion, Mr... Winfield.” The pretty teen looked into his face for a moment, then lowered her eyes.Jack smiled at the girl. He had known since he first saw her that she would become a concubine. He took her hand and leaned down to whisper, “Obey me!” He saw in her eyes that she was now his.Tina came forward to hug Jack, tentatively kissing his cheek, pressing. Small talk “how are your daughters? An*** still painting? Ar***** still into science? When is she going to come to Emory to work with me? So you were out swing dancing.” That goes on for a few minutes until we are just looking at each other and we don’t seem to want to talk anymore. “Could you just sort of lean over so that your right boob is pressing against my left arm?” “You mean like this?”It’s a supermarket, but we are lost in each other’s eyes, we have no idea if anyone is. Other times it is fast but so soft that I am not sure if it is real, or just my nerves tingling, like the persistence of vision after looking at a bright light. This keeps up for a long time, an hour or more, without either of them uttering a word until N... breaks the silence by saying, “I think he is ready now. Let’s make him cum.” Suddenly there is a whole new vibrating sensation on my penis head. (I can’t see it, but what they have done is place a powerful plug-in electric vibrator right. Mom somehow found us, and told us to come home.We did, lacking anywhere else to go. I hope things are going to bealright. I feel so helpless.*****Its kinda funny around here now. Its like we all made this unspokenagreement to not mention what happened, but to go on as though life wasperfectly normal. My step-dad actually seems a little wary of mybrother, so maybe that's what we've needed to do all along - kick hisbutt, and then he'd leave us alone. *****Have I mentioned yet how much I HATE.