Your face alights when you see the white carriage and horse waiting to escort us around Lincoln Park on Chicago's famous Lakeshore Drive. The coachman...helps you into the carriage and we nestle together on the soft velvet cushions of our classic transportation. You comment on the feel of the velvet. Something about velvet, silk and no panties. We pass through the heavily treed park, the antique streetlights reflect off the wet street. You reach around to me and kiss me full on the lips. I wrap. After that, I would force my way into Kelly's bedroom at every opportunity to try and catch her naked or partly dressed. My sister always took pride in her appearance and nearly always wore pleated skirts and silky blouses or pretty dresses. She was the only girl in school that wore a white satin blouse as part of her uniform. This might sound strange, but I was always envious of the nice clothes she wore, especially her shiny satin blouses. I especially remember, Kelly was twelve (almost. Russ knew exactly what to do with his fingers, applying just the right amount of pressure to bring Emily to the edge.“Finger me, Finger me” Emily panted, unable to wait for Russ any longer. “I have been waiting all day, please, make me come.”Russ was not used to this side of Emily, she had never been this direct, but he knew what was planned for the rest of the night, so switched to his tongue, slowly making circular movement around her pussy, until her body became erect, her thighs heating up. I smiled in relief, warmth rushing through me at his declaration. ‘Then –’ I began. ‘We’re going to the police,’ he said, taking my hand. I took a step back, shaking my head in protest. He cut off my words before I could speak. ‘Yes, love. We’re going to talk to them. We can’t put it off any longer,’ he said grimly. ‘But -‘ I pressed my lips together. I couldn’t think of any argument against it other than I just didn’t want to. ‘Come on,’ he said gently, putting an arm around me. ‘It’ll be.