“It makes me hot.” “Hurt me more,” she gives him a serious look. Brian reaches out and grabs her throat, holding it tightly in his hands. Her ...yes get big but he can tell how much she is loving it. She is breathing heavy and he can see her breasts rise and fall. Without thinking it much through, he rips her dress open and grabs her breast into his hand and firmly plays with it. Her moans let him know that she is enjoying it. “You like being treated like a whore?” he asks her. “Are you a whore. Theres nothing wrong with you Mackenzie, youre perfectly normal sweetie. I have those thoughts too. You asked me not to tell your mom what you told me today sweetie. Now Im going to ask you to do the same thing only you cant tell anyone what Im about to say. Can you keep our secret Kenzie, keep it just between you and I? Yes, I guess so. Im real good at keeping secrets. Id never do anything to hurt you or Uncle Rick, I love you both. Ok, What would you say if I told you Im jealous of you sexing. Bikinis and swimsuits were a big no for her. For footwear she’ll always wear either sneakers, boots, or tennis shoes. She always had a phobia of feet which also includes her own and she always felt her feet gave off a strange odor. She never lets anyone see them out of embarrassment and if someone were to see them, she’d either freak out or maybe even faint. Even when she goes on walks to the beach and wears one of her cute sundresses, she always has boots or tennis shoes on, she doesn’t own. Men who would marry one of the young women who carried one of his children have to swear an oath that they will treat the child no differently than a child of their blood. Most do so willingly ... the rest stay single." That's a crock, so he can slip it to all the girls he wants." I saw an old TV clip of Oral Roberts once, healing the sick. They would come up to him, he'd lay a blessing on them, and the blind could see again, the deaf hear, the halt and lame could walk again. Diseases were.