He appreciated her cooking, and he really cared that she took care of Val, but she could have left his bed unmade, and even his sheets unwashed for a ...onth before he noticed. Mrs. Tennant, Mrs. Barnes sister, came to visit occasionally with her son, and she noticed good housekeeping just like her sister always had. The mister never did. Well, Madeleine Grant kept this house, and never again would Dr. Thibault have to eat the mister’s cooking. Even worse, what if she had cooked breakfast for. Her brother was in my graduation class and just didn’t seem to know that his baby sister was a lesbian slut magnet. I didn’t think he ever saw Megan as anything but an angel. So when he happened to walk in on us fucking each other he flipped out and took her away. Now, with the school year starting to come to an end all I wanted for my spring break was Megan’s fingers in my cunt and her lips on my tits. The day was unusually long since I had to finish doing some math homework and then head over. Sliding upward the third time, my thumb hits the end of the hose. She's wearing thigh highs and my cock jumps. Then she repositions her arms so that her coat is now draped wider, blocking me from the rest of the train. Understanding the hint, I slide my hand higher, moving my fingers along the soft flesh of her inner thigh. She buckles her knees again, ever so slightly, and my thumb finds the uppermost part of her thigh, where thigh meets torso. Ever so carefully, I move my thumb upward and as. Sure, I wanted change. Wanted it more than anything. That’s why I was going to force it; tonight, by my own hand.Then, would you like to change the lives of those you hold dear?I hadn’t expected another message.The faces of the two women I lived with—my aunt and my younger sister—surfaced momentarily from the depths of my selfishness, but I closed my eyes to them.Aunt Riley was getting by just fine without my help, and Jessie—You’re running away from it.—was better off without a useless brother.