Well, just go along with the flow. Pretend you are unconscious.? Two men came in and picked up Carrie. They draped her across a low coffee table, o... her belly, and tied her hands and knees to the legs of the table. Her breasts didn’t show, as they were pressed against the table top. Her knees were on the floor, spread wide apart. Joe held the camera in his hand and moved around, taping Carrie from every angle, especially from behind, zooming in on her virginal-looking vulva. One of the. I can’t see where the fault is.”I calmed her and wiped her tears and said, “Shh, di. Don’t cry. I don’t know why he’s doing so. But I can talk to him not directly but I will. And more importantly, if you have any doubts about it, do not think that by divulging into me you have done something wrong.”“We are siblings and sharing our qualms and problems with each other without any hesitation is what makes our relationship so beautiful and lovely. My perspective for you remains the same as before.”. Anyway, I did foreshadow that scene in a previous chapter and so it shouldn't be too great a shock even for the most homophobic closet Rock Hudson out there. You guys crack me up..."Yeah, but lesbians are hot!" heh! Okay, shut the fuck up, rache ... blah blah blahPeople are lucky I code my stories at all.What else? Anything? There may or may not be a Prologue to explain exactly who Cindy is and where she came from, I haven't decided yet and in any case, it's largely unimportant to the story. This banter usually terminated with his angry outbursts, but also with her having her way. Enduring his tantrums was well worth the secret enjoyment she derived from playing these games with him. ‘I’ve come to speak to you about another princess, my lord,’ she spoke more forcefully this time. ‘You’re daughter from me. Do you remember her name?’ He turned to her now, face flushing slightly red from annoyance. She had to turn her face away so as not to laugh. ‘You ask me about names? Are you.
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