Just maybe it would work she thought as a smile crossed her face. She wentinto the backroom and began stuffing things into a case which she took out t...the truck."I forgot to tell you to take this one, Skip," Monica said as she placed thecase in the back of the truck.Monica was in her mid thirties and had taken over the business when hermother decided to retire. She was pretty enough to be one of the modelsherself but she couldn't describe the dresses for the girls and their mothersand model one. I guess if someone held a gun to your heads and said to choose who got shot, Lynn would want to take the bullet for you and you would allow that.”“I don’t understand.”“I know. You are confused that I would be ready to kill that guy tonight in order to protect Lynn. You think that I should not have done what I did and if he wanted to rape Lynn again, it would be ok as long as I didn’t do anything mean or hurt him.”“No! That is not right. I would never!”“Oh, so you would do anything to protect. The work week from hell started with us introducing a shy, sad looking boy in our group of five-to-six year olds. Since five and six year old children are naturally curious and full of questions about everything, the shy little boy was absolutely swimming in questions about where he was from, where he lived, if he had any brothers or sisters, if he had a dog or a cat, if he had any computer games and so on… and on… and on. I was working the lunch-afternoon-evening shift and hadn’t been there. "No boner day?" Yeah any boners in the house, I have to take care of them." And with that Cindy began stroking her brother's cock.Johnny looked at me. "Johnny, I made up the rule, I can't have them broken", I said sitting back to watch the show. Cindy sat on the edge of the sofa to get a better angle, spit on her hand and continued long strokes on Johnny's cock. She looked mesmerized by it, watching her hand make the long trek from head to base. After a minute or so of this a drop of pre-cum.