"Very nice" Claire said as she inspected her handiwork. "Almost done."Claire came back with a wig of dark brown hair which she applied to myhead. Sh... then went to work on the wig, pinning it up into an up dolike Sarah Palin wears. After a long time, Claire looked at me with abig smile on her face and handed me some glasses without the lenses inthem. She then handed me a bracelet while she put a silver necklace onme. Claire pinned some clip-on dangly earrings on me and stood back."Walk over. " she said almost whining. "Lily, I can't believe what I just saw." She yelled back, "OK, SAYS THE MAN WHO WAS LOOKING ME UP THIS MORNING!!"Stan said in shock, "OK, imagining is one thing, but actually doing it. That's fucked up." "Oh, so it's ok to think about fucking your daughter but actually doing it with your br0ther is something totally different. Is that what I'm hearing?"He just stood there because, he knew he'd been stumped. All he could do is go back down stairs. Lily had to think of. Cheryl took no notice until the car door opened and she recognized one of the two men whom she had passed further back along the street."Want a lift love?" the man called out.Cheryl put on her sweetest smile and declined the offer.In a whirlwind of a couple of seconds, the guy strode towards her and she was wrenched almost off her feet and went sprawling into the back of the car with the man leaping in after her and the car speeding away before the door was even closed."What are you doing!". We danced a bit, laughed at each other's jokes, and then went back to the dorm where we were supposed to settle down. Only Margie had smuggled in a six-pack and a pint of rum, which we proceeded to down like sailors on shore leave. "Somehow we got into a game of truth or dare, and we went through the obligatory questions. Have I/She ever sucked cock or fucked (yes) or been ass-fucked (no). I thought I had her when I asked if, when masturbating, she ever used any special accessories. She said.