He didn’t need his daughter being crazy. Sister xxx She feasted on me. My skirt swirled. “But you haven’t,” I said. Daddy was a good man. I glanced down at the cheat sheet. I was a modified version. We need a cover story.”
“A boy to be a patsy,” said Rita. Mom was naked, of course, her breasts rising and falling as they talked about something. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sam Davies
As the week dragged on, I couldn’t get this pernicious—a word I looked up just to fully understand what that dumb book had done to me—feeling out of my mind. I buried to the hilt in my daughter. Steve was shocked by it. Her juices spilled into my mouth. I trembled, tears building at the corner of my eye. So icky. I plundered her. “The president will see you.”
“You sit there and don’t move,” hissed
