But the question of the dress was forgotten. Janice stayed as she was, and sat in one of the arm chairs, pulling her feet up onto the seat in front o... her, and pressing her soles together. Flexible girl. I had no choice but to take the other arm chair, opposite, from where I had a grand-stand view of the front of her knickers, fully on display. I was struggling to keep focused, while I answered questions about what I had done to the house that day, and whether I would be back tomorrow, and. "End it already!" She screamed inside her head. She didn't know if she was talking to herself or her dad.Suddenly it was over and her father pulled out. But hope expired."Suck my cock slut!" She realized this was the first chance she had to see her massive prick. She was slapped again as her put his penis to her mouth. She tried to turn in disgust but he yanked on her black hair and her lips parted just enough. Just enough was all he needed. She nearly retched when she could taste the salty. .MealsReady to Eat. These were military rations which tasted nasty, butcould sit for nearly as long as a Twinkie and still be semi-edible.All this filled up a large corner of the basement.There were other emergency supplies down here as well such as extraclothes for everyone in my family...including spare costumes for thosein the family business. The costumes were in small boxes labeled withtheir code names, the White Knight, Deception, Target, Neon, Agony,and Shuriken. Evie has been trying. Spider webs, encrusted with dirt, covered the window frame, working in from the corners as if the woodwork was a fly to be consumed.Reaching out to brush them away, I felt them crack beneath my fingers, hard and delicate with age, no longer clingy and flexible as I'd expected.The small movements I'd made had raised a cloud of dust, my uncle sinking into a chair in a fit of coughing, the action causing more dust to be expelled and I rushed around the lower floor of the cottage, opening windows.