Carol is slender with dark hair that falls around her shoulders and around a pretty face. She has not developed breasts yet but her mother is not bust... so maybe it will take time. I will admit for a child she does have a fine round behind.I stepped over to the hall way and called up to let Andy know Carol was here. He called back for her to come up. Carol whizzed past me and took the stairs two at a time. I went back in the kitchen where I was fixing cookies for the church raffle.It was a full. “With your, uh... ?”“Cock?” Allie asked around her mouthful of pizza.“I guess tuck and hide it,” I said. I hadn’t really considered it. “But I’m sure it’ll get out eventually.” I sighed. “I don’t know what will happen then.”Sara reached past Tara to pat my hand. “Well, if you need anything, we’re here for you.”Tara nodded.“Thanks,” I said, smiling at my older sisters.The four of us chatted. I couldn’t remember the last time we were all eating like this especially without Mom being around. She’d. My naked daughter was lying on her back on the floor of the crib with a man between her legs raping her. Another man was holding her arms over her head to keep them away from the rapist. A third man was holding my son with one arm while holding a large knife in the other hand. That man’s left arm was wrapped around the boy to keep him from attacking the rapist.That must have been when my intense soldier’s training took over. Undoubtedly, there was a lot of a father’s instinct to protect his. "Okay, I need for the two of you to give me a hand, and lift Jordan out of here, and onto the gurney. Then we'll wheel her into the Infirmary, and let her heal up for a few days. She's still gonna sleep soundly for several hours." The three girls gently lifted Jordan out of the padded mold she had been lying in, and onto the gurney. From there, they wheeled her into the Infirmary, and then trans-ferred Jordan onto a conventional hospital bed. Tiffany and Clyda stacked some pillows, so that.