The pain and pleasure I felt was mind-blowing and the sounds emanating from me were ear-shattering.When he stopped an enormous sense of relief, but ye...t disappointment, overcame me. Hubert now moved up my body on his knees as he straddled my torso, with my arms imprisoned against my sides. It was clear that his dick had not meted out enough abuse, and that my face was about to share in the punishment. Moving my head from side to side, I submitted to the shlong slapping to grunts of approval from. “I have every right to be mad!” she spat. She closed her shirt, but then opened it again. “Take a good look! It’ll be the last time you’ll ever see them, little brother!”He winced, as she stormed off. “Fucking bimbo,” he muttered.Upstairs, Kaitlyn tore off the shirt and whipped it across the room. Her ruined bra went in the opposite direction. It had pink nipple covers applied to the cups inside. She had little success getting nipple covers to stick to her. Fuming, she yanked a replacement bra. ”“No Emily, I’m not dead. But I have a special ability which allows me to talk to you. And I’m going to try to help you move to where you belong. Can you tell me how you died?”“I think so. My Uncle Walter started hurting me between my legs and making me bleed and I wouldn’t stop screaming and he put his hands round my neck. That’s the last thing I remember.”“How old are you, Emily?”“Six.”“How long have you been there?”“I don’t know. It feels like a very long time.”“Can you tell me what was in. Can you do that?"If you promise that you will leave me alone when we are done." I'll promise if that is what you decide you want after we talk."She got in her car and drove off.The next day at the store it was as if I'd never left. There had been absolutely no changes. I spent the day getting reacquainting myself with the people and going over the books with Ellen. As we reviewed the books I discussed some of the changes I wanted to make and she thought most of them were good ideas and some.