He reached his bunk,dressing, shivering in fear.The hour seemed to drag on until lights out. Thomas was caught betweenhis terrors. On one side the rap...ist, on the other a homicidal maniac.He undressed for bed as ordered, then the lights went out.He shivered in fear. How long?The night dragged on. An hour, two thr-A hand slapped down on his face, and he screamed in terror, the crymuted by the horny hand."Make a sound bitch and you're dead." The rapist hissed. Thomas hearda slither of cloth, and. "Carol dabbed a tissue at Marsha's eyes. They were blank and she wasn't sure whether she had heard a word said."Most of the time," Carol continued, softly, but with a cold dread in her heart, "you grow out of it. Sometime, like now, I guess, it lasts longer. Maybe it's because Peter isn't your real brother, just your adopted brother and the feelings you think you have appear stronger."Marsha stood up, blew her nose and wiped her eyes. She shook her head. "Not 'appear' Mom. Are! I kept telling. She is now getting what you want. I know that you really want tofuck your wife, but not any more. You will never fuck that pussy everagain. In fact, you most likely will never get to fuck any pussy again,but your wife will get cock. Not your sissy thing, but real cock, likethe one that is fucking her right now. See her. See her fucking him.Look as she starts to thrust her hips with him. Look at your wife andknew deep in your cocksucking mind that you are now and truly cuckold.We all are. The men rolled their eyes in secret."You're just looking for an excuse to take your clothes off," Maggie accused."I don't need an excuse. I'm just waiting for Charlie to take the hint! Maybe you should do the same to Fred." Girls! Girls! Stop arguing. I have a better idea," Fred said.The two women abruptly halted their banter and cocked a waiting ear to hear what Fred said next."Let's get into the SUV and take a drive up to Long Lake. We'll look around and then take in the Adirondack Museum..