.. well... um... you see Jack, Connie, she's a... she's a poet, and... well... and I can play drums and bass and guitar... so I was thinking we could ...o some performance. You got the stage and everything... and you said you wanted to get some feedback... some thoughts on improvements... so... maybe with a sound system and some lights and maybe an effect or two we could do some cool shows here. Get the name around. Attract business, you know." Let me think about it," I said as I reached down. "You're not sure you want to shove your dick down my throat or between my fat ass cheeks?" She unzipped my fly and freed my prick."I...I am sure about that part," I assured my sister. The thought of doing that to Rena had me ready to cream into her hand at that very moment."Mom and I come as a package deal, sweetie." She was still fondling my prick."You seem to know what you're doing, but Mom seems vulnerable and I don't want to wind up hurting her." I knew I was whining. I wanted to fuck. My fingers trembled so badly I could barely hold the pencil. In a thinspidery scrawl I wrote a message offering to accept the role which themessages scrawled over almost every inch of those toilets suggested wasmy only permitted one in a toilet. 'Slim pretty 15-year-old undie-slutneeds strict Masters to rape her into submission, teach her that herbody is their property and train her to be an obedient sex-maidspunk-slut for kinky toilet orgies. Suki.'Though I did still occasionally go for walks. It may be just my assumption but I decided to give it one last try. I started making plans so as to lure her accidentally. There was this wedding reception of our neighbors; our whole family had to go to another wedding reception of one of our relatives, leaving the whole house to me. So I took her with me to attend my neighbour ‘s wedding. My plan was to make her tipsy and drunk.I still remembered she wore a fitted black party frocks with black high heels. She looked more different and beauty.