But when your father died I wasn’t interested in doing that with anyone. Then I realized I wanted to do it with Bob, because I love him a lot. A...nd he wanted to do it with me, so we did. Do you understand?”“Oh yes! I know exactly what you mean. I’ve always dreamed that when I had sex it would be with Uncle Bob.”Lana was shocked. “What?!”Mindy thought maybe she shouldn’t have said it, but it was too late now. “Well, you know. When we have fun. Unfortunately we heard footsteps on the stairs as someone below started up. Ashley dropped her skirt, I pulled her to her feet and we were up the stairs to the next landing and out the door without the people below ever knowing that we’d even been there. Because people are too lazy to walk up and down stairs the stairwells were a great place for us to meet. The possibilities were endless. One day Ashley wanted me the do her doggy so she knelt on a step and leaned forward, resting her arms on a. A change up was an easy slap over third base. I had hit about a hundred balls when the manager said, "Enough, your school coach told me you would embarrass my pitchers but I thought he was blowing smoke. What do you have for him Floyd?"The batting coach came to the plate with me and said, "I need you to use your legs a little more. You really don't need the power but you might be an even stronger hitter if we can do that. Let's work on it tomorrow before the game. You don't need much."The. " She held up her left hand to show that her little finger was misssing two joints. The stump still looked raw. "He did that too, with a tomahawk, to show what it was like. Held it right on the table there." She sniffed and sat up very straight. "But I would not tell them or do what they want." What do they want?" Foster asked, sounding confused."The money, of course," she sighed, "and they want me to live up there, in my own bedroom, with my own clothes, and swive them, be their harlot, whore,.