“Rusty?” He walked over to offer his hand.“It’s me, Charles. I want you to meet my wife...”When I said that, I noticed everyone in the room ...xcept Louis, looking around.Amanda still had her hand in mine, and I pulled her close to put my arm around her.“Gentlemen and Ladies, this is my wife, Lee Amanda McCaul. I’m not sure what Mr. Attenburough has told you about her, or about what she’s been through – but from this day forward, you are only permitted to talk to my wife in the presence of Louis. Terry loomed before Donald and grabbed my husband’s upper arms. He pushed his way into the bedroom and threw Donald on the bed.“The needle you’re using must be pretty nasty by now. Ah, I see you have a bottle of chlorine bleach. You’re pretty smart for a stupid junkie.” He pulled an unopened hypodermic and packet of shit from his left pocket. “Still, needles dull quickly, and you been poking yourself with low doses but a lot of doses. Haven’t you?”“I don’t want it.”Stacy listened at the wall. I scanned both of them, stopping at the pink bows on the shoes. Ispread my legs as far as I comfortably could, then brought them backtogether. I ran my hands over both legs from the feet to the hips. Ithen drew my feet back to the edge of the bed. I lifted my midsectionslightly and pulled down my panties. I let them hang around my knees fora moment, then pulled them entirely off.My poor, engorged little penis twitched with anticipation. I hadtortured the little guy for quite a while. I closed. My sister called Lucy is three years older than me and I would sit in between her legs as our mother washed me then we would play in the bath as the water rushed out the plug hole. Towels wrapper around us, we would get dress in front of the fire dancing about as our mother tried to dress us.As I grew older, I was always part of her games, playing mam’s and dad’s to her dolls and climbing under the fireside rug together as our bed. When I got my big bed Lucy would fall asleep with me cuddled in.