I tried not to read too much into things, but I got the distinct impression that he was jealous. I wasn't particularly mature (I wasn't old or wise en...ugh yet) and didn't know much about human emotions, but jealousy was one of the more powerful and I had seen that a-plenty in kids. It was confusing to see it from a fully-grown adult.That started everything off. From then on, mum was different too. Roger had accused her of favouring me over 'their' children and mum, ever the peacekeeper, tried. Let me see how responsive these breasts are." Ed leaned over and started to kiss various parts of Sandy's breasts. He could tell she was having difficulty fighting her responses. Her nipples were hard and protruded —" from the dome of her breasts. He finally covered a nipple with his mouth and began to suckle. She could no longer hold back her growing symphony.Rolling up rapidly on her side, Sandy said, "That's not fair, Ed. I can't help if I have sensitive breasts." And a sensitive belly, and. He gets up and pours himself a glass of water, I can’t move, my whole body is aching and I can barely breath from the pain. He brings the jug of water over to me and asks me if I would like a glass and I nod so the bastard pours the whole jug of water over me, icy cold water hitting my abused nipples and causing more pain. I call him every name I can think of, hating him with every pore in my body, little did I realize that each word that was coming out of my mouth was getting him more. "My name is Inge," she said, proffering her hand. I took it, surprised at the strength of her grip."Would you like to take a test ride?" I released her hand reluctantly and she rested it on the saddle of the motorcycle, inches from mine. She had moved almost imperceptibly closer to me and I found that my eyes kept wandering to her breasts."I'd like that," I said, "but it has been quite a while since I did any serious riding." She was absently stroking the bike's saddle with the backs of her.