I didn’t mean to open your bedroom to see your dress change aunty I just open to say I came back to took my fish bagShe: I must punish you or I will... call everyone n say that you try to rape me so what would you like to do now? Get punished or get beat by everyone n then move into police?Me: I will do anything as you say I beg you and I feel down on her knee and i even tears begin to flow from meShe: do you like what you saw say me the truth or I will kill youShe: speak or I will call my. " Anna became more and more excited as she listened to Marissa. She was almost on fire as she stood next to the young woman and began to shed her clothes. The girls sitting in a semi-circle watched as her tutu was pulled down to the floor . . . followed by her leotard that was unsnapped under her crotch and pulled up and over her head, displaying her little pair shaped titties for the other girls to watch. They jiggled for a moment as she paused, loving the audience around. Derek was never really much of a drinker, and in fact hated the taste of most alcoholic beverages, especially beer. His brew of choice this evening had more to do with his state of mind than it did to quench his thirst. As he sat nursing his beer, he suddenly heard his name being called out. The voice was so unmistakable that he immediately recognized its owner, though it had been many years since he actually heard her speak. No, this was not his cheating bitch of an ex-wife; though in his mind. The owner wants to retire and is willing to sell to an experienced engineer.”“Baby, I’ve been at this same company for twenty years.”“I know daddy, but think of what you and I could do together… as… a husband and wife team.”“Let me think about it, baby.”I go to work thinking a lot about my life. I have indeed been feeling ready to reenter life. Rachel has made my life more comfortable, but the thought of incest worries me. In the daylight, couldn’t I love Rachel as my wife? If I’m honest with.