She was mortified at her own depravity in imagining the coach's cock filling her pussy with the sticky fluid he had covered all over the uncomplaining...Cindi's lush bottom.Jill had cried the last time Jack had regaled them with his sexual exploits. Brandi did her best to console the young girl, but Jill told her it was not the crudity of her twin brother's words; it was the fact that the silly slut Cindi had taken Jack's cherry. Jill whispered in her ear that she had long envisioned Jack and her. Later I knew she was a psychologist making sure I was okay but in all truth I was. It was because of all that that I wanted to do what she did really. Dad didn't go to jail or anything like Mom was afraid he would he got off with probation Carl was put away for a long time because it was his third time. Aunt Lisa just screamed at me about it and blamed me because Carl was "a good man."Thirteen, the whole thing was over and Mom Dad and I moved from Monroe, LA. to Dallas, TX. I went to school and. It was the first time I’d been asked directions by a cab driver in a foreign country.The cabbie suddenly pulled over, stopped in the breakdown lane of the highway. Big beeping trucks whizzed by us. A scarlet Lamborghini careened inches away, at breakneck speed.I handed the driver my phone. After a shouting match with my hotel’s front desk, he finally figured out the way... We chugged into the city, into the Bund area, passed by the waterfront’s colonial architecture and nearby glittering glass. The part that likes to fight. I grab his wrists and push him hard against the wall pinning him back, hands at the sides of his head. Another flash in his eyes. Slow recognition this time. Understanding that every time he’s over-powered me, I’ve let him. “I said, are you scared, Tough Guy?”He moves his face away again, but maybe he’s as susceptible to my heat as I am to his, because it doesn’t take long before he’s looking at me. Those wild eyes. Eyes unlike anything I’ve ever seen. When he.