" Sasha thanked him and we left and came home. Sasha told me that from now on I would respond to the name Nikki. I would wear only girl's clothes, and...only clothes from the right hand side of the closet, which is where she had just moved all of the sluttiest outfits she owned. She tossed me a see-through light blue nightie that came to my waist and told me to go sleep on the couch. In the morning I woke up and began to make breakfast hoping that when Sasha awoke she would be in a better mood. I was sad when I had to go out in the morning, and I was happy when I got home in the evening and saw her again." But how does that differ from how you feel when you say that you love me?"I thought about that for a minute. It was a very fair question."I love you because I've always loved you as my sister and a great friend, and I only want the best for you. So when Mr. Right comes along, I will happily surrender you to him, as long as he never hurts you or makes you unhappy, in which case Dad. I heard they even feed you, you were eating dog food and some rotten shit, right? You might hate them now, whore, but I swear, when I finish with you, you?ll be thinking that they were merciful. Do now ? she accented ?not? ? expect any mercy from me. You throw my brother into the jail, he going to lost ten years of his life because of you. I?ll make you ? she finished with sadistic smile that made Americana?s mind screaming from fear. She knew that this girl might be much more dangerous than. ”. Marc rubs harder and starts pinching Bryan’s nipple.“Yes. Pinch harder.”. Marc does.“Fuckin’ right. Pull it.”. Again, Marc follows instruction.“Unhhuh.”, Bryan lets out. “Use the ring. Tug that fucker.”. Face still buried in and licking Bryan’s pit, left hand rubbing side to side across his wide back, and fingers clenched on the right side nipple ring, Marc pulls on it.“I said tug it, fucker.”, Bryan belts out. Marc pulls harder on the ring.“Oh fuck yeah. That’s how you do it!”. He pulls.