Not with a look that could kill.That surprised me actually. I would have thought Missy would have had the look of the devil knowing I was also in love...with the same guy with whom she was in love, who just so happened to be my brother. I really wanted to know how Missy knew, but was not about to ask her. I was ashamed that she had figured it out. Ashamed because it was not supposed to be that way. I mean, a sister in love with her own blood? Even Missy had to agree that was not normal.I did not. If I try to lie to her, she'll know it and then my ass will be in a sling. Once Marcie heard what my orders were, there was no leaving her behind. It worked out good because she hears better than I do, and she's a hell of a lot smarter than I am, although I'll never admit it to her," confessed Steve."Just get on with the story, Steve," I responded curtly."When I sat down, I noticed the guy had some old magazines on the table. I couldn't tell what they were, but I know what was in them,". Let Molly go, and we’ll see what happens.”“You already know I will not. She has already refused your ... rescue. Why should she not, when she is so very happy here?”“You did something to her. Fix it or else I’ll...”“You’ll what?”“I’ll fucking shoot you, asshole. Did you think this was for show?”The asshole just chuckled.“Of course it was. I already told you, you are not going to shoot me.”“The hell I won’t. You gonna give me some sort of ‘if you were going to you already would have’. ” I went with my own silly desire to hump his knee. Rubbing my clit against it felt so good. I let out a small moan and a face showing my satisfaction. As we continued to kiss, he began to rub on my asshole as I rubbed my clit on him. I reached down and went back to stroking his cock. I moved closer to him, to lean my tits in to his chest. He moved his hand toward my clit, moving me so he could feel my pussy. He felt the wetness, brought his hand out of the water and put his fingers on my lips..