They called her a "spit-eating assfucking worthless anal bitch cumwhore" and other such names. Occasionally they would make a real show of it, horking...and grunting to loosen up some thick glob of snot from the back of their throats and then, while grinning slightly and making eye contact with me, taking careful aim and horking it directly into her mouth. Those bastards. They knew Cindy was mine, and were taunting me mercilessly. Cindy would stare up at them lovingly and always accept whatever. Dein heißer Mund an meinem Ohr höre ich dein leises stöhnen das macht mich noch viel geiler.Dann spüre ich wie du deinen geilen Schwanz fest an der Wurzel packst und deine pralle Eichel immer fester an meinen Po reibst. Ich lege mich etwas mehr auf die Seite und strecke dir meinen Po entgegen. Du nimmst deinen geilen Schwanz und drückst ihn mir von hinten in meine heiße Muschel, beißt zärtlich meinen Nacken und zwirbelst immer noch meine Nippel. Das ist so geil das ich mir in den Arm beißen. But she died.Life would never feel the same again.Act IIChanging timesAfter Mum died, everything changed. The only thing that was the same wasmy sister. She loved me, as I was the only thing that was left in her lifecaring about.On the other hand, Dad ignored me. The jealousy that he felt when Mum wasin her sick bed and used most of her last days with me was just too much.I don't think that Dad hated me at this stage. I think that I reminded himtoo much about Mum.The same was with my sister. I. Connie stayed.All that day.All that night.And the next.And the one after that.Connie not only stayed ... she didn't get out of someones bed for two weeks.Except for the bath.Or the bucket."Nobody told me not to drink the water," she said.Which is very similar to, "Nobody told me I shouldn't shave the kitty."And we all know how that worked.Poor kitty.By the time the amebic dysentery worked it's magic, Connie lost a few too many pounds ... the boat had sailed ... and she was still on it.Without.