I stand up, wide awake and almost frozen stiff. I walk slowly yet with purpose towards the window, shining it's light on me and bathing me in the only...source of warmth that charms me to get closer.I stop in front of the window and I look outside, the white warm sun shines it's burning life on the snowy fields outside, the hills and the trees covered in white fluffy snow. Blessing snow that makes everything look the same, snow that makes the world look so terrifying beautiful, snow that hides. Very proper! We kiss and as she squeezes my bum I’m invited in. Heather, with her hand still grabbing my ass, introduces me to Vicky and Isabella. They are identical, at least on first inspection. Flaming red shoulder length hair, Vicky with a pony tail and Isabela wearing hers loose. Both girls are dressed in tight tank tops and short skirts in primary colours. I guess they have nickers on but clearly not wearing bras. I extend my hand towards Vicky. Vicky ignores it and gives me a full body. After my father's disappearance, I think they assumed the family would fall into disrepair and eventually dry up and blow away.When I reworked the company into something stronger — and quasi-legal — it caught them by surprise. Law enforcement officials do not like being surprised.The fact that all their digging brought them no information left them frustrated. Law enforcement officials do not like being frustrated.Surprised and frustrated federal cops tend to do illogical things under the guise. The acrylic tip on my middle finger had snapped off completely,leaving a very tender nail bed. I then blurted out an expletive thatmade Carrie's mother wince as she held out my wig to me."Oh, Bethany," Carrie called as I ran back into the house, wigless andangry, my stupid, sissy heels clicking all the way up the steps and backacross the porch. I stormed back into our bedroom, slammed the door, andshouted a couple of more testosterone-fueled profanities.Catching a glimpse of myself in the.