I could see over her shoulder that she was studying a guide book in what appeared to be Spanish, which made sense considering her olive complexion and... obsidian hair that she wore tied up in a haphazard way that seemed effortless but must have taken her hours in the morning to perfect. "A tourist, " I thought, "probably here with a boyfriend or something… no point in trying to talk to her," as if the mind your own business mentality so deeply ingrained in every native New Yorker would ever. ?EEEEIIIIGGGGHHHH???EEEEIIIIGGGGHHH??.?EEEEIIIGGGGHHHH?Katie screamed continuously as the waves of pain crashed through her breasts. She had never dreamed that such pain could exist. It radiated from her scorched nipples throughout her entire body.As her screams deteriorated to incoherent moans as I walked over and retrieved the pitcher of water that was sitting on the deck. I tipped it up and drank my fill before dumping some on Katie’s face, bringing her sputtering back to reality.Katie’s. I slept in an oversize tee that just, and I mean just covered my pussy and let some butt cheeks show. I wore tiny bikini panties under the tee. We were pretty informal at our house, so Dana had seen me in that outfit quite often just as I had seem him with just his towel. He also usually wore just his boxers around the house in the later hours of the evenings.I also knew Dana slept nude, because I'd accidentally seen him sprawled out on his bed one summer night. He was facing away from me at. Here's fifty dollars ... go buy all the slab that's window size the mill will sell ... make trips. Eight foot should work. If they don't have it tell 'em I said to cut it. Nick, you stay here ... you're too old to be running all over town ... Aw ... ok ... hit the Antler and recruit the pool players. Come on Ernie ... let's find nails and hammers. Hey Nick ... wait." Ed ran over to him and handed him a fifty. "Tell Frank I said to make coffee, lots of sandwiches and a pot of soup ... a big pot.