The sand provides the nourishment."As soon as she said it, I knew it to be true.Neither of us had any concern about Dad now, not that we had that much...before, due to it being suppressed. I don't think there was any outside influence on our feelings now, but how would I know for sure? Anyway, we both thought he was going through the routine we'd both gone through and he'd be better than ever when it was done.In the meantime, we got to know each other better and fell further in love. I don't know. Mom will be here to wake us, get up! I shook her a little more violently now and she sat upright now. Shit! What time is it? She asked and got up. Its 5. Mom wi.. I stopped short in my tracks when I looked at my sister now. My naked sister. What? She asked. Cam, youre naked. I said and instantly her cheeks turned a deep shade of pink. She picked up her clothes from the floor and quickly got into them, simultaneously jumping and moving towards the door. Okay, peek. She whispered. I got up. They noticed her and whistled at her as she passed by them. When he got her to his room, he took off the hand cuffs. They were on kind of tight, so she rubbed her wrists when he took them off. They left indentations and even bruises on her wrists. He took off his utility belt and laid it on the desk. Had grabbed some lotion he used on himself to keep his own skin from becoming ashy and squirted some in her hand and threw the bottle on the bed. She messaged the lotion into her wrists. It. I was living in a boarding house not too far from the campus. The house was an old, victorian style home that had been a farmhouse at one time, around the turn of the century. Now it was owned by a lady named Mrs. Longtree. Her family had owned the place since she was a child. She was the only living descendant. She was in her late forties. Mrs. Longtree never took in male boarders. She had made an exception for me because she trusted and liked my stepsister, Maggie. That's what Maggie told me.