A sense of grief, of sadness so great she simply couldn't contain itoverwhelmed her, and all she could do was cry.This feeling stayed with her wheneve... she was around the new kid for thenext couple of days, and then vanished.Odder, she found herself overlooking the new kid again, like she hadbefore the feeling had occurred.Until a month later, when it happened again.This time, she fought through the grief, trying to focus on what wascausing it, and when the feeling started to fade a couple of. "Brad thought about this for a few seconds. "Hmmm. I was hoping to catch her home. I tried calling her, but no reply. I texted her this morning. Nothing. I just wanted to let her know how sorry I am about the other night. That's not who I am."I shook my head. "I don't know what to tell you, Brad. I don't get involved in my sister's...things. It kind of works out better that way."I could tell that Brad was not deterred by my statement. It was as though he had not heard me at all."It's just that. Again he heard muttering sounds and then another picture appeared, again nude, but this time is was Cathy but she too was well over weight, whereas when he met them she was a little slimmer than Karen who for her size was about right in the weight line. Cathy’s tits hung as well, great melons of flesh, her stomach was also round and large, one could be excused for thinking she was well up the duff, but both the women were well into their sixties. However, the next photo showed Cathy doggie. Smallish breasts, slim waist, and a nice curve of hips and long tapered legs…. Actually she was sexy, when you set aside the fact that even with more clothes on than Tamara herself had on; the woman was trying to hide herself. “Take off, all of your clothing,” Tamara said quietly, looking daggers into the other woman’s eyes. “You do not get many opportunities to do what I tell you from now on before you start owing me. Take off everything, now.” Her words came out hard, measured and.