.Looks like you got a problem there,” he remarked, sounding almost bored. “What do you mean?” she cried, suddenly alarmed. “Don't you see? Y...ou have a swelling! You need to get that swelling down,” he said, “Need help?” Then, Chet grinned wickedly, right before he reached up and caressed her clit. It fit nicely into the palm of his hand. He massaged it gently, causing it to quiver and jump. Dipping his hand into her soaked pussy, he wet his hand and slowly massaged the swelling lump. Alyce. “Kim, I...”“Leave her alone,” she said, each word clearly and precisely formed. “You don’t deserve her. None of you deserve her. Just leave us alone and find someone else to use.”She stared at me silently after this. I just numbly stared back.After a silent, awkward eternity, I opened my big mouth,“Uh...”The tears that filled her eyes at last began to overflow and run down her cheeks. She turned and ran away. Earlier in life, I had learned from my utterly evil twin sisters that at this point if. I told them I wanted to see for myself. After another round of drinks they told me they would come. Now I had the task of informing Jenny about our guests.Predictably she wasn’t overjoyed with the news, but my carefully planed arguments prevailed. I told her that it was time to get passed what had happen and that it was part of the healing process. I explained that we needed to show them and ourselves that we were adults and how we faced our problems like adults. Strangely enough I didn’t have. Your lack of focus.Always. You don't have the focus or the discipline for real change." I don't. I don't miss. But you do. You have the discipline andfocus. You can make me. I'm sure you can. You can force me. I'm yoursissy. Please make me." I don't 'have' to do anything. And what do you know about being 'mysissy'? 'My sissy' isn't some selfish, uptight, Catholic homophobe.'My sissy' would never have put me in such an embarrassing situationas you have." You're right miss. Of course you're.