Angie and I got along pretty well the first two years or so but then she got pregnant and gave birth to my half-sister Patsy. From that time forward, ...Angie treated me like the proverbial stepchild. Patsy always came first, getting whatever she wanted, while I got nothing. As the years went by, my resentment of Angie slowly turned to pure hatred. I could tell by her actions toward me that she hated me as much as I despised her. The situation got progressively worse. One Saturday morning I woke. I gasped inwardly, shocked with delight, my cock rapid in its tumescent response. Alarmed, I hid my cock between my legs and hoped it would go down. A. just stayed there, as if he knew exactly and provocatively the effect he was having on me and was going to wait until I did what he wanted me to do. If I had behaved differently and if I had had the courage to do so I would have got out the bath licked his hot hole, soaped him and fucked him there on the edge of the bath, filled his gorgeous ass. ~Hey, we went out to your grandmas. She called us about something. We're not sure how long we'll be gone. There's cash on the counter and food in the fridge. Love you.~"Wow." I sighed as I took out the spare key from inside the plant pot and unlocked the door."What happened?" Joseph asked.I forgot he was with me, I was too lost in the note. "Oh nothing, it's just my parents had to leave." We entered and I turned on lights as I made my way through the house."Nice house." He said looking around.. It was on the third day after the arrests that Josette and Stephen went out on a bike ride together. Marianne was out with older friends. Some thirty minutes after setting out in the early morning sunshine the two stopped for a drink at the shaded valley.The rill still trickled through it even though the summer heat had been in the 30s for weeks."I don't understand how this stream continues to run in this weather" Josette said. "No one I know has ever spoken of this little valley to me before,.