I looked at her chest closer, and lo and behold, it was a roll of toilet paper wrapped around my little sisters chest.“Holy fuck, Brit, you’re wal...ing around with just toilet paper covering yourself up. That’s so fucking hot,” I whispered in reverence.We finished our meal, with Brit continuing on about how good it felt to get fucked after being so horny, and how after blowing the service janitor, she offered to help him clean the urinals next time she saw him in exchange for his help, and she. Morris showed up the next morning.Doing her exercises on the porch, Morris had watched as she twisted her body to and fro, rowed her arms, balanced on one foot and then the other, then chanted softly to herself in a spiritual hum. She fed him stale bread and Morris ran away.In the afternoon, Frank built a fire on the outdoor grill and broiled t-bone steaks. They had just started on a second bottle of Lambrusco, when Frank took Lindsey's drink from her hand and laid her down on the blanket.. “Would you like a chocolate or vanilla ice cream?” she asked him. The boy straightened and faced her. Now she could clearly see the outline of a bulge in his shorts. Her glasses enabled her to watch him as she bent forward and low, setting up a folding chair for him to sit on. She could see him looking as her ample and unconstrained breasts swelled up under her top. She could feel her nipples begin to harden, under his gaze. “Thanks Mrs C,” he mumbled. Now it was her turn to observe him. She. . real brainy... you don't get caught!" Yeah... But..." I lifted a couple, already!" Ray boasted."Guns... ?" Like, why should I put you on... ?" Ray reached into his closet and produced two pistols, a snub-nosed.38 and a.45 automatic. He handed Don the.38, and he hefted it in his hand. "Be careful... it's loaded!" Ray warned.Don was impressed. "Like, man... nobody'd argue with this!" He suddenly saw the weapon for what it was: A powerful force, in the hands of the wielder... and equalizer... a.