Then they each kneel down and take one of your legs between theirs and lay their hands on your bottom, pressing you down into the sand and keeping you... there firmly.It seems to take ages to heat up the knife. Finally I kneel down as well, pressing my knees firmly against your shoulders and holding your head between my thighs. My left hand comes down on your shoulder blade, stretching the flesh between my fingers. A looks up to me and I nod. She bends forward and kisses the spot between my. .." Yep. It's all done," Arlene said, reaching up to remove the helmet, then handed it to her father."But I don't feel any different." And you won't unless you try to tell someone outside our family and Security about a verboten subject," Arlene said in a teasing voice."But what's that?" Angel questioned, trying to get a better view of what Arlene was holding against her cheek."It, or rather, she is what is going to heal you." Heal me? But all I need to heal is time, well, other than a couple. I went and hugged my sister. It was the best hug in the world. Not only was I hugging a girl, but she was naked. My penis was in between her legs and I held my sister tight and we just held each-other as tight as we could. After we both started to let go, my sister laid back on her bed and spread her legs. I looked at her pussy in awe. I went onto my knees on my sisters bed and went in-between my sisters legs. Then I held my penis and rubbed it against my sisters pussy. We both moaned real. At least, we were better off than most people because we did have our gold reserve. Our choice was whether or not to stay in Deadwood.We could see that for our purposes, Deadwood was a lost cause. Most of the people who had been customers of Mrs. Weston's restaurant were now destitute, and had no prospect of improving their plight if they stayed in Deadwood. Under those circumstances, even Mrs. Weston could see the futility of trying to reopen her restaurant. Therefore, it seemed to us that our.