Some would look at her, and see a sweaty, hot visage. Frankly, she looked like hell. I, however, noticed how fit and toned she was, how perfect her bo...dy was, and how much sway was in her hips. Even when running, she had that motion that I identified with a slutty, sensuous lover. I observed all this, not just from one encounter, but over the course of a week, as we passed briefly each day. She appeared to be about 10 years older than me, which suits me just fine. Monday morning of the second. “What is it?” Holly asked, with concern in her voice.“I’m being blackmailed also by Leo and Floyd. I was raped. They have nude photos and videos of me having sex with them. I didn’t know how to tell you.” Debra told her sister, as big tears rolled down her cheeks.“How long has it been going on?” Holly asked.“For months. I wanted to tell you, but I was too ashamed. Besides, you had your own problems. You didn’t need my problems on top of yours,” Debra answered.“You were blackmailed before me?”. I threw the first handful of dirt on Mother’s casket. Everyone filed by and added their handfuls. By the time it was finished, the casket was nearly invisible under the dirt. It seemed somehow so inappropriate, all that dirt. But I realized that it was thrown there by those who’d loved her and it was just a way of wishing her godspeed on her final journey.We, Maddie and I, spent the night at the house with Auntie and Granny. There were, surprisingly I guess, few tears then, but lots of shared. Now she is willing to do anything I ask and be my good little fuck slut. I stopped sucking he nipple and told her that I am bringing her to the stairwell to watch and join into whatever is happening. She moaned and begged for me to fuck her there in front of whom ever is there. I said I might but she needs to suck some cock and eat some pussy first. I left some money on th table and we headed toward the stairs. Quietly we entered the stairwell on the floor above where the action is. We could.