I patted the bed and told her to come over. I think my sister wanted to leave, but something made her come over and sit on the edge of the bed."Please... Rachel, suck on it," I pleaded with her."I can't do that Bobby, you know that isn't right." Who is going to know," I told her. "Go ahead and touch it."Rachel looked down at my crotch for the longest time then she suddenly reach out and took my cock in her hand. Slowly she began to stroke my long cock. I am probably seven inches in length, but it. "Well, I see she tried to scratch your eyes out as well as have your ear for lunch." Harley's harsh smile never reached halfway to his eyes."George," the judge interrupted, "I have you dead to rights on a banking fraud charge. I know we can bankrupt you and send you to prison. You have one chance and one chance only, you agree to turn state's evidence and testify against your cohorts in this horrible thing you have been doing or you go to prison." Just who do you two think you are, coming in. On a huge green monster of a tractor as it were. A young woman in work clothes. She looked us over curiously, frowning heavily while she opened the door for us. "Ah, you must be our guests. Sorry we couldn't be here. Have to make hay while the sun shines, right? But you can always depend on grandma to watch over things, he, he, he."Without looking, she fumbled about her in the twilight, grabbed a key from an unmarked rack, handed it over with a flourish. She gave us one last searching glance.. Rhea picked up the newspaper and read the front page article all over again. Her eyes were big and round as she read. As she read her eyes would also run around her room at all her stuff and in particular her outfits hanging up in the wardrobe.Presently she lifted herself from her bed and stood up in front of her mirror. Rhea pulled off her night gown and studied her naked form in the reflection before jumping in the shower that connected her room with Jennifer’s room. Rhea soaped up her hands.