He'd come upon a dog gnawing on the exposed flesh of a dead man left on the street for the city to dispose of, something the town hadn't been able to ...do. David had put the dog down, figuring that once a dog learned to associate humans with food it would always be dangerous. That had provoked a natural response, as the animal's owners had come running out of the house with their guns drawn. But instead of resisting, or fleeing in panic, David had remained where he sat, telling the boys why he'd. I lowered my head a little and saw that my feet were encased in two ballet shoes, not knee-high boots but booties, perfectly new in hard leather. My insteps were not normal but they were a STRAIGHT LINE as if they had a ruler inside that could not be bent and my toes and especially my nails seemed like crashing, as if a ballet dancer had her feet like this but for hours. My feet, my insteps and my fingers were in constant pain, which did not decrease or increase but was there All the Time, as. Sam was nowhere in attendance. Would I rather be hometaking care of things, or was I happier out in the world making a paycheck? Yeah, I could be just as happy doing either, but the need forfunds was there and I had the knack for getting jobs."So, how's your Aunt doing with her young hunk?" Mom asked as I walkedinto the room. A look of horror swept across my face. "Don't look soshocked Joan. If anyone deserves a bit of happiness, my older sisterdoes. Why don't you go upstairs and retrieve your. While she sat down on the end of the bed, legs pressed together, I poured the rest of the wine into the glass and handed it to her.I took a drink of wine, and handed the glass to her. She looked up now into my eyes, and sat up with a new look of determination -- that I was going to make love to her and (unbeknownst to me) breed her and cum in her cunt before the night was over, no matter what.I decided to let her take control. I knelt down in front of her and waited for her to spread her legs..