She could feel how wet she was getting. The intruder rubbed her clit with his dick almost as good as she does with her own fingers… almost. She look...d up at his eyes as they looked back down into hers, drawing her in like a moth to the flame as he sunk his dick into her warm open pussy. Meggie moaned as he slowly sank in, inch after inch until she could feel the fabric of his pants against her skin. He pulled out slowly and quickly sunk back in. Meggie moved her hips down when he pulled out and. The nailer only jammed once, and it was easy to clear, so by noon of the second day I had installed the transition strip at the doorway, between the wood and the carpet. I filled the finishing nail holes in the courses next to the walls that couldn't be nailed through the tongue like most of them. The baseboards, already cut and stained, fit like a precision jigsaw puzzle and looked fabulous, once I had filled the nail holes and sealed the gaps at the top of the board.The paint touch up took. I started getting jealous every time he paid her even the slightest amount of attention. I started looking for ways to push her out of the picture.“One night I got a little drunk at a party and spilled beer all over her. Then she went into Clarence’s room to change and I threw the door open, exposing her to a bunch of brothers. She ran out of the house and never came back again. It would have been enough if I’d stopped there, but I didn’t.“I spread the word that she was a lesbian. In those. In less than a month she was gone. That event REALLY changed my life. Miss Jerry, one of mom’s many friends stayed with us and helped us dress for the funeral.Then Mrs. Roberts, a supervisor from CPS, Child Protective Services, stayed with us for a few days. She talked about foster care or adoption. I tried to talk her out of both. I desperately wanted to stay in our home with Fran and learn to be the best mom replacement a sister could ever have. What settled it (at least I thought so at the.