The sexual desperation that I had earlier this morning was slowly resurfacing. I fantasized his dick to be 9 inches long, thick, and slightly curved f...r some reason.I was so aroused by that thought that I waited to see for real. Actually, I waited because I was torn between whether to stop this action from continuing or letting them have their privacy. My sister Paarti was moaning loudly. Clearly, she was enjoying the moment.It’s not the first time I was hearing her moans. For the last one. “You’re a good girl. Yes you are. You’re such a good girl,” Kelly says as she plays with the dog.“This is such a sweet dog,” Kelly tells Richard. “I hope it’s OK if I come over and see her once in a while.”He walks over closer to Kelly and the dog. “I don’t mind at all. Roxie really likes you. Say, Kelly, now that I think of it; I have a job offer for you.”“What kind of a job?” Kelly says suspiciously.“Here’s the deal,” Richard explains, “I am leaving early Monday morning for a business. Unbeknownst to Steve, John, at Rosie’s insistence, had a paternity test proving that both girls were his. Steve couldn’t believe it, but Rosie stormed upstairs and came back down moments later with a document. She thrust it in Steve’s face, tears streaming down her face. ‘I didn’t want you to find out like this.’ She sobbed. Steve scanned the document, screwed it up and threw it at her before turning and leaving the house. His head was in his hands. Georgie’s address, laid flat on the desk. My skirt flipped, and my breasts bounced, tightly bound in a sports bra.“What now?” Mrs. Baker said in surprise and bewilderment.“I’ll take the paddling,” I smiled at her.“You WANT me to paddle you?” she questioned, looking at me with her face in a knot.“Well no, I don’t want a paddling. I don’t want to give up this game either. It’s a time to show that we can stand up to them. Stand up to dictatorship! We’ll show these men we are equals!” I railed in the cause of feminism and equivalence even.