“Go home, Mrs. Hamilton,” I said, purposely refusing to call her mother.“Just talk to me, sweetie!” she begged.“About what?” I sneered and... finished getting my bike ready for the ride home.“I’m worried about you,” she admitted.“Really?” I asked sarcastically.“Yes, really!” she snapped, starting to get upset. “You’re hurt and angry and you don’t understand.”“You’re right,” I said. “I don’t understand. I don’t understand how you two could stand by while my brother stabbed me in the back and did. Spitting the quilt from my heavily made up lips I panted a flurry of sexual expletives before fainting and collapsing onto the duvet from sexual exhaustion.When I came round from my sexual black out, he had removed both objects from my sex holes and was gently running his tongue over my incredibly wet labia, a sort of sexual kiss of life. The mind blowing orgasm had left my sexual organs on tenterhooks. Every nerve ending was electrically charged with sexual desire. Each flick and roll of his. " Well, Millie has made me very happy too," I said."You have to remember that I've known Millie all of her life," she said. "She'd be way too much for most men. I'm glad you're able to handle her." I'm not sure if I'm handling her or she's handling me," I laughed."Well, she does kind of take charge. The thing is, I'll bet you go along with her as long as you agree, but if you don't, I'll bet you stand your ground even if she gets mad about it."I had to laugh at just how true that was. "It's. For a moment he felt better, but then the pain seemed to hit him twice as hard. "Oh god?please?please?rain?" Billy croaked out the words, his voice barely audible, like a hot wind through dead stalks?Billy's ordeal continued for some hours to come. People continued to come and go. Billy's father didn’t stay long. He had a trip to make for fertilizer and pesticides. Pastor Lentz and Billy's mother stayed longer than anyone, but even they took a break every hour or so. Among those who didn’t.