"Carrie, what you'll do next is very symbolic. You're going to mash up the cake with your feet, and then your brother and father are going to lick yo...r feet clean. Mash the cake," Linda told her daughter.Carrie, small and slim and thirteen years old, was devilishly intrigued and smiling as she enthusiastically smooshed the two slices of moist cake under her rubber soles. She created a pile of dark brown pudding-like remains of cake on the white plate and soiled her pristine sneakers in the. The next day at my house when she was messing around in my room, my friends ushered me into the room and shut and blocke the door. Alexis turned around in her chair and asked "what's up?" "Well, I was just wondering if you would like to go out with me" I said blatantly. She jumped up from the chair saying "yes! Yes! Oh my god yes! I was waiting for you to ask me out!!!" and ran over to give me a huge hug. Hand in hand, we decided to go tell our friends the news and went to open the door. But. They then moved on, down to the ground floor schoolrooms and then down even further into the cellars where the dungeons were still being built. The dungeons rang out to the sounds of men hammering metal rings into the walls, ceiling and floors, while others cut chains to various lengths and fixed wrist, neck and ankle restraints to them. In the corridors were half unpacked crates that held the equipment that was to go in there, black ironwork and dark oak furniture. Judith Richards stopped to. Gene planned to prove his manhood again this morning. He wanted to hear his sister-in-law beg for his suckings and fuckings as never before.Sarah took the photos from Gene, set them down on the night stand, and reached for the buttons of her blouse. If it hadn't been for these, she would not be taking off her clothes right now, getting ready to spread her legs once more for the man she hated. She sighed heavily. At least it was almost over. As soon as Gene left, she would tear up the obscene.