I feel as if I’m drowning from the panic. Without thinking, I bite Robert’s hand hard getting whatever flesh I can between my teeth. Tasting blood...on my lips, I feel his grip release a string of obscenities following in that deep voice. I turn and run back towards the kitchen. Maybe I can get a knife or some kind of a weapon. I do not know. I hear Mark behind me yelling something at Robert before I feel his body weight slam into me. He has me pushed up against the kitchen wall pinning me there.. Unfortunately her words, unbeknownst to her, were taking their toll, and my erection began to press noticeably against the thin, grey material of my school trousers. A large tent which, as quickly and subtly as I could, I adjusted into a more discreet position. Not subtly enough, however, as I caught, in the corner of my vision, her sight-line shift down a little, accompanied by a slight widening of her enthralling eyes. We continued to walk, paused in our discussion, and I took this. " "We can still have the party, right?," my other stepdaughter Jeannie asked expectantly. "We can't cancel out now." "No worries," I said. "You can still have your friends come over tonight for as much debauchery as you all can handle." Jeannie, 23, and her 22-year-old sister were home for their holiday break from the university, and had invited a few of their high school friends over to our house for New Year's Eve. Just girls, no boys, I was assured. I had hoped my wife would be home to. So let me tell you a little about my sister and I. My name is Jamie. I am 18 years old, and I have light brown hair. I just graduated high school, and I am planning to work for a year to save money for college. I am six foot three inches tall, and I am on the thin side. My sister Kari on the other hand, is sixteen, athletic but on the curvy side. She has the best butt and thighs I have ever seen on any girl. She has perfect C cup breasts. She often wears really skimpy shorts and a sports bra.