Daddy kisses me, bending my neck and pushing my head backward, his tongue forceful and strong against my tongue, inside my mouth. He gives me orders l...ke, “Open your mouth,” and “Stick out your tongue”. It feels like an invasion when Daddy kisses me… not a soft, exploring kiss, but a demanding, aggressive kiss. My knees go weak and sometimes even buckle when Daddy kisses me and rubs his tongue all over my lips, teeth and tongue. Sometimes he gets annoyed and tells me again, “Open your mouth!” I. "But we gotta bury this one or some people are gonna start asking questions." What about that slut? What's her name?" Roy wondered. "She knows you was askin' now." Janice?" Mike looked at his friend. "I told her next week I'd take her out for something special." So?" Roy narrowed his eyes."So, next week we take her out to the canyon and give her something special," Mike laughed as he opened the door of his truck. "That bitch is dumb as dirt." Oh shit! We gonna do her too? You got 'em lined up!". And worse, I was now forced to accept the fact I had a sister, even if she wasn’t my real sister, who I already didn’t get along with, and whose house I would soon be living in. The only plus as I eventually came to accept, was the fact I had a much larger bedroom than I’d had previously, and was allowed to decorate (or not decorate) as I saw fit. Part of my mother and Ken’s desire to make me feel more at ease and at home for giving up so much of what I felt I had lost perhaps, which for a. I said yes and she walked out to the car. I had clothes on hangers which she took. I grabbed the dirty clothes and a carry on and followed her in. She had the hottest body I had ever seen on a tall woman. Not tall like Jen but taller. She was taller that my six foot by a couple inches. She had tight cutoffs showing legs that seemed to run for miles. Her top was skimpy for a girl that size and she showed more skin than most women show naked. Just then, it began pouring. We ran in the house and.