During the second date, she was willing to tell me that she had an apartment of her own. Before that, she had implied she lived with her parents. ... We spent one or two afternoons or evenings a week together after that, and I found that I got to like Violet quite a lot. From what I could tell, she reciprocated. Certainly the kisses, while a little slow in coming, showed that. As did a few other things, though nothing major or prolonged. I was not inclined to push her toward the physical. “Thank you, Lord!Amen!” He stroked the girl’s hair. “Nancy, we have our sign. You may open youreyes now, my c***d.”Her lashes lifted slowly, and her blue eyes widened until they appeared about to pop.“Oooh, Pastor!” she cried. “Wh-what is that?” She was staring at his erection, justinches in front of her face.“It is the sign we asked for, my dear. The Lord gave it to me. Have you ever seensuch a thing before?”“Why, yes ... yes ... “ She blushed fiercely. “I’ve seen Johnny’s. I know it isn’t. God she was beautiful. She was wearing a loose pink shirt with a wide neckline and gray knee length tights. Her neckline shifted to one side revealing a cream colored shoulder and a white strap of her bra. She was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, her smooth blonde hair tied up in a ponytail as she went over old notebooks.I knew that for the next year the thing I would miss most was my step sister. I would miss talking to her, looking at her, showering with her, tasting her and being. Further along she broke into a trot and forced slave to run faster. She could see he was flagging. She supposed it was cruel. He had been tied up in the dark for 24 hours, with no food and little water. Now he was being asked to run to his mistress's whim. 'Fuck him' she thought and galloped on, with slave falling behind and struggling. She arrived back at the stables and had dismounted by the time he stumbled back into the yard."Fucking pathetic", she laughed. "You will have to do better..