" Just my cowboy ways, ma'am," I said, faking a western accent. Crystal knew that for most of my life the furthest west I got was Natick, Massachusett...."Gotta run, darling," Crystal suddenly said. "My studly dinner date is here. Go fuck my sister and our housekeeper. I love you." I love you Crystal," I pledged.We ended our call. I wondered how many other people in the world had similar calls – sharing sexual details, and encouraging extra-relationship liaisons, even with one's sister and. Then we spoke softer and softer to each other until we found we could hear our lowest whispers clearly. Eerie!Feeling total isolation behind the dune, I easily convinced her to strip and toss me her all clothes but her shoes. She stripped me too and we walked up the dune for a naked view. While standing up there, waiting to be caught, we rubbed some SPF30 all over each other.Beyond the dunes were the serpentine road and desert plane we had to cross shortly. By noon it would be nearly 130. ‘Mom, it’s me. I’m on my way home. I have Camirra with me.’ She explained, not wanting to say much. Dee knew, ‘Baby is she OK? What’s wrong?’ Rory fought her tears, she told her Mom, ‘He beat her Mom. The bastard beat my sister.’ Dee screamed. Cynthia, Darius, and Jason were alerted immediately. Darius took the phone. ‘Rory, baby what is it?’ Rory told her Dad that she and Camirra would be home soon. Tell Mom not to worry. Then she hang up. Dee at this point told Cynthia what Rory said Darius. We had prepared ourselves for this in minute details.She had clipped her shoulder-length hair to one side as i liked her to see.She was wearing a pink coloured sleeve-less top with inch-long straps and her favourite denim jeans,which ended just a little below her knees.She had worn silver coloured nail paint on her trimmed hand and toe nails as she knew i liked it that way.Those silver anklets were making her feet look sexier.They had a curved design on them with different coloured beads in.