With an unsatisfied sigh, Annabel stood up, padded off the dirt from her long grey skirt and continued to walk. --- An hour later, Annabel returned ho...e with two rabbits. “Annabel!” her sister Julia came out of the hut to greet her. Annabel was twenty-four years old and Julia was only two years older. Yet, Julia took after their father and had long straight blonde hair. Julia wore a plain dark blue dress which reached down to her heels. In London, they had many beautiful dresses, and every. But obviously seeing Linda's hand stroking my erect penis was some kind of trigger for him because now his 8-inches was fully engorged and I could see Linda staring at it. She had that "deer caught in the headlights" look on her face, probably wondering what the hell she had gotten herself into. I whispered to her to please go back to stroking my prick, which had gotten even harder if that was possible. But she shook her head and whispered back "Not in front of your dad." I tried to tell her it. " I don't call myself anything. Tia's got everyone else calling me Samantha, but most of them stick with Sam. Which is what everyone has always called me." She wrote something down. "Do you object to being called Samantha?"I shrugged. "It's sort of weird, but dressed like this it makes sense. I really don't care, as long as people treat me the same." The same?" The same as before my accident." She looked thoughtful."I think I need to talk to your mother for a couple of minutes. So if you two. I'm so hot and needy. As I pass thru the house I massage my breasts, plucking at my nipples, feeling the electrical charge shoot straight to my clit! God I need a hard throbbing cock so bad!Living in the woods as I do, I never even think of closing my blinds or drapes, I love the feeling of having them open all the time. But as I walk thru to my bedroom I have a feeling of being watched. I glance toward the large open window, but see nothing... with no city lights, it's totally black outside at.