Ha, ha, ha. Eight in the morning, and I should sleep, but I can’t. After drinking all night and coming to the realization that I would give up many ...f the things that I have simply to fall hard for a woman, it would be really nice to just fall down and pass out. I get the sneaking feeling that it’s not going to happen. My hands still smell like vomit and as I rub my face, washing it with dry skin, the stench of them makes me want to rinse them in bile again. I don’t, because I’m not that drunk,. I licked my finger and ran it along the crack of her backside; she hummed gently and fell silent again. I gently tickled her side and she started to roll over, she lay on her back and her legs spread open revealing her hairy pussy. I laughed to myself thinking of Ellie and Clarissa`s neat and well looked after pubic hair. I took the cloth that I had earlier poured some Ether on and topped it up and held it to Mothers face as I grabbed her breast through her nightdress and she started to wake.. . it all started as a silly game. My stepsister was a couple of years older than I was. I was around 16. Still the gap in experience was wider.With me also lived my two younger siblings; 6 and 5 and her blood brother at 11 or so...There was this day, in which we were playing in the bedroom and as annoying as I can be I was wrestling the three younger ones on top of the bed... in good nature! I managed to immobilize all three quite effectively and they would shout for help... our parents weren't. Sigh, I felt so bad for her. I really wanted to look up where the Freddy guy lived more and more with each passing day. Assholes that did shit like that to women should be executed as far as I was concerned.“Did you really mean what you said about ditching school at lunch?” Amber asked me.“Sorta, I need to meet with Mrs. Sullivan at one, so I would leave as soon as she was done with me. No point in going to any of the classes really, nothing is going to be happening in them, probably not even.