"Are you going to tell Dave that this has gone far enough?" I asked as I traced my fingers up the small of her back."No, Pete. You started this; you h...ve to tell him!" Joan replied sternly, her body language cold and defiant."Is this some kind of foreplay with you two?" Dave asked."Not, exactly," I replied as I leaned over Joan's right shoulder, slid my fingers into the back of her short blond hair, and took a firm grip. Then I tipped her head back and to the left, my mouth now only an inch. Grab me a smoke from my purse. Then you can start on the other. He opened her purse and saw the smokes in their usual case. The case was behind a plethora of toys. He reached in to grab them and then flinched as she smacked him across the face.You know better than to touch my toys without permission slave, just for that I think you'll need to be punished earlier than expected. Take your clothes off, and when you're done go grab the bag I left by the door, but DO NOT look inside!He did as he was. We arrived. Dogs started to bark. People started to scream and yell. I started yelling at people to settle down. For almost a minute of time, there was complete chaos. Fortunately, no one got shot!The Gateway had dropped us in the open field east of the compound. It put us roughly three hundred yards from the place and about two hundred feet from the wreckage of the Puma. That kept us from just blundering into the people who were there. That was a good thing; for them and for us.The screams. By now, Russell was away at college, so that made things a little easier on our three-bedroom house. Dale, my seventeen-year old brother and I bunked-in together and Lisa, of course, got her own room. Dad fixed the rec room so Russell had a place to stay when he came home, so it all worked out.Lisa had become the ideal stepsister. We were the same age, both in the same grade, tenth, and even took many of the same classes, we both were good students and on the Principal's List gradewise. Lisa.
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