She took my hand and I followed her into our spacious bedroom. She climbed on the bed and invited me to lay next to her. Her lips found mine and kisse...d me lovingly, passionately. My lips opened to her probing tongue. Our kisses were like those we shared when we were dating. Her hand found its way to my zipper. She worked my zipper down and undid my button all while keeping my tongue in her vacuum lock. Fishing out my cock I felt more than heard her moan. She pulled away from the kiss and worked. Her pouting reminded me of Jennifer. As I often did when I’d visit home from college, I ate too much for supper that Friday night which included a bunch of homemade fried apple pies for dessert. After my dinner settled I took my junior high aged little sister over to the high school gym to watch my little brother in his varsity basketball game. Once we arrived, my little sister disappeared with a bunch of her chatty silly friends. I took the opportunity to say hello to some of my old teachers. Her whole body was now numb as he took her by the arms and pulled her roughly to her feet! "I think I know exactly what you need!" he said with and evil laugh. Her legs buckled slightly while she gasped when he grabbed the front of her dress. Then with a hard jerk he literally tore it from her trembling body. "W-what are you going to do to me?" she moaned. "What do you want me to do?" he retorted as his eyes bulged while drinking in her nearly naked beauty. Standing there shaking in just her. She remembered one of the judges asking her to get a box of archived files from the basement. She remembered someone coming up behind her and grabbing her, putting a cloth over her nose and mouth. d**gged??? But why? She looked at the large bed in the room. She looked at the massage table in the corner. The colors of the room were beautiful - red - lush and ripe. Veils - soft and strong - hung in various colors all around the room.The basement of the court house had always made her feel uneasy..