Holcomb. Can I get you a drink?" Call me Jean and I can't take alcohol but I see you're enjoying yours." A little scotch keeps the flies away Jean, I ...lways say." So what do you think about your wife's book. Randy says he thinks its going to be a best seller for sure. I think he's a little jealous." It hasn't been offered to me for reading so I guess I can't comment on quality of the writing or its content." Well, I haven't read it either but Randy is impressed." Doesn't your wife even discuss. He allowed miss Collins to take him by his prick until he stood directly behind Vicky. At this stage with the shock of her thrashing, I don't think she had any idea of what was happening, until Royston was forced to put his prick in her cunnie. We were all astounded at the sight of a boy ravishing an unwilling and tormented girl."Oh my God, he's raping her. Will that happen when we are punished? Will the boys get raped too? How?" I almost spoke my thoughts out loud. Vicky started screaming. Why are you asking?" I dunno. I guess I wish I had a little sister and I'd love to see you in a maternity dress knowing that my baby sister was growing inside you. Sounds dumb, huh?" It's not dumb at all, honey," said Lani. "I would have loved to have given you a little sister or even a little brother. It's just highly unlikely now." It was funny how Lani was feeling in having disappointed her daughter but there was no way to make it up to her. Patrick would laugh at her if she ever tried to. At thirty-three, she was more beautiful than on the yellow bikini day. In my eyes, Rachel glowed: the halo of long blonde hair coupled with her lifestyle had a lot to do with the effect. She was tall with womanly hips, a lush ass, D-cups, and worked out religiously. My mother defined what I found attractive in a woman, but Rachel refined every detail of what I wanted in a woman.The crush had changed though. At seventeen, I understood I would always be attracted to Rachel, but nothing would ever.