Over the next week, the cold weather moved in, so my time on the stepsgot less, but I still greeted my angel when I was going and coming, evenif I cou...dn't stand still long enough to do much more. I found I missedtalking to her, and my loneliness seemed even greater."Christmas is a time for families, they say, Angel." I said one day, as Ishivered on my doorstep. "Which makes it all the harder for those of uswho have none."Despite the colder weather, the snow had stayed away, leaving. Many were angry with the fact that the twins escaped. Others were angry the ferals did. Most were angry both happened.Standing on the stage before everyone present on the farm is Eris and her brother. They are dressed almost regally as if they were royalty and not just the heads of the family.“I promise you, we will find the twins,” Eris says, her eyes scanning the crowd as if she is looking at each and every one present individually. “When we find them, we will get our justice.”Cheers erupt. I never told anyone. Dont ask me why, because I dont know. A few nights later, we were all in my sisters room, in the dark, telling scary stories. He was laying in bed with me, under the covers, and the next thing I knew, his hand was in my pants. Again, I could have said something, but I didnt. He started rubbing my clit between his two fingers, and then would stick a finger in my pussy, shoving it in, taking it out, shoving it in, taking it out. That hurt. I liked it when he was playing with. Megan was waiting on the porch when Susan drove up. She was wearing short shorts and a camisole top, and her bra straps were showing; Susan rolled her eyes but said nothing. If her friend wanted to look like what she considered to be silly, it was her right, after all.Megan came right out to see the car. "Not bad," she said after looking it over briefly. "It ought to get you around." That's pretty much what I want out of it," Susan replied. "So, what do you want to do?" Oh, I don't care," Megan.