Ein Lederriemen wurde um ihren Hals und den Baumstamm gelegt, er wurde festgezogen und sie begann zu r?cheln. Ihr wurde die Luft abgeschn?rt! Verzweif...lt versuchte sie mit den H?nden die Schlinge zu lockern, die gab jedoch nur wenig nach. Sie war vollauf damit besch?ftigt nicht zu ersticken, und bemerkte kaum, wie der Kommandant sich zwischen ihren Beinen niederlie?, diese auseinander bog. Ihr Atem kam sto?weise, ihre Br?ste hoben sich bei jedem verzweifeltem Versuch Luft zu holen. Er kam immer. I’m Cathy Collins, I’m 19, and if having you put me up would put you out, I can go to one of the shelters until I figure out how to get my stuff from my stepfather.” Then she must have realized what I had said as an introduction, as I saw a smile trying real hard to break out on that pretty face.I knew after watching her she was a strong young lady, but 19 she was not; 15 or 16 maybe. “Cathy, you can call me Charley, or Chuck, but don’t call me late for dinner.” That got a rolling of the eyes. She shut the door behind them.When she turned around he was standing between her and the bed, just looking at her. She bit her bottom lip between her teeth and grabbed the hem of the overly large sweater she'd borrowed from their mother. She pulled it slowly over her head, revealing curves that did not exist on tiny Amelia. In fact, she was often accused of being chunky and was more than a little self conscious about it. Big brothers expression didn't seem to be judging her weight as something. As usual, this had left me in an obvious state of arousal. And as usual, I would probably go home and finish the job myself. Beth and I still hadn’t gone all the way, although things between us were definitely headed in that direction.It was kind of late, and dark, and I hoped that Jilly hadn’t seen my erection as I got back behind the wheel. Jilly was kind of keeping to herself like she always did, but she certainly wasn’t above teasing me if the situation arose. I figured that I was safe when.