Once she walked out into the hall in just skimpy panties and bra and I had a lot of very sexy thoughts about her that night. She had scooted back in q...ickly and I didn't really see a lot but I filled in all the gaps with my mind. It went on for three months and just got more comfortable. Beaudy was my grand daughter and Andrea was pretty much my daughter. I was trying for that but She kept getting in the way. I never wanted to have sexual thoughts about my own kids so this was a very big. .used to," she gestured at her body as she looked down, "_this_!" Tears were starting to flow. "I...feel...helpless sometimes!"C nodded sympathetically as he took her hand again to reassure her. "It's understandable. You've been through a lot. You've been a woman for a long time now." She looked up, surprised by his display of sympathy - especially given the careful unemotional approach of the older man. His care was reassuring to her. With her free hand, she wiped at the tears on one cheek,. It was three months later and they just had cleared the area aroundanother obelisk. It was these stone monuments that spawned the zombies.On ledges cut into the stone, they always found soul chips. Their theorywas that the obelisk used these soul chips as a mold for the zombies. Sofar the theory proved right.This time it had been easy to cut through the undead. Most of them hadbeen young women. Damien already feared the worst. Seeing girls betweensixteen and twenty-five beg for mercy always cut. "I didn't hear you, number 2..." Yes," Cassandra managed to say in a hushed voice."What?" Janice prompted, slapping her crop to her side."Yes, Mistress," she said louder, turning her head away."Much better number 2. Now let's get you ready."There was almost immediate relief when the rope holding Cassandra's hands over her head loosened and she could drop her cuffed hands in front of her. There was still a soreness to her shoulders, but not nearly what it was. Without a word, the woman undid the.