Not great, at least for my part of the playing,but you could tell what the songs were. Not bad at all for less than ayear of real piano playing.I'd pl...y the same songs over and over, doing finger exercises andscales, all that stuff which is boring but necessary to learn how to play music. Dad and Jack got annoyed at this, but I didn't care. Itfelt great to make music, even if I wasn't perfect, often missingnotes. Doing it over and over was the only way to really learn. Momcould play, so she. Every morning another door had been kicked in. The items in the apartment were still there, but the girls were gone. But necessity is the mother of invention. A gathering of old farmers and city girls had begun to occur every Sunday morning down at the big church parking lot. The girls would talk to the old farmers in their pickup trucks and some would go home with them. The pastor would hang around the parking lot to do spur of the moment weddings in an attempt to keep the girls legal. He had. . Yeah, fully grabbed my ass... FUCK OFF! YOU FUCKEN CREEP!"I am definitely! Resetting today.But first, Let's see how far I can take this.Now that I had made the decision. I found myself just standing there, clear as day, just checking my sister out.I had never noticed it before, but Damn! My little sister was HOT!Lizzie had short, wavy, fire-red hair and piercing sky blue eyes. She was also one of the lucky redheads who managed to get single tone, pale white skin, instead of the splotchy. " and I felt her fingernails digging into my back."And I'm going to pour so much spunk down your throat, you'll become addicted to it." I'm addicted now," she moaned. "Give it to me, shoot your spunk up into my cunt." I'll fuck your little ass every night, and I'll buy you the tiniest bikini we can find so that everyone will know you're a hot little slut." Yes, I'll pretend that I'm your daughter, I'll call you daddy." Yes, God yes, and I'll shave you every day." I'm coming again," she gasped..