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Subject: {ASSM} The Naked Student
Date: Thu,  4 Jan 2001 23:10:08 -0500
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                       The Naked Student
                         By: Dandy Don
                  http://www.macvsog.com/dandy/

My drop-dead gorgeous sister is dating the son of my father's
employer, a jerk she can't stand, but my parents won't let her break
up with him though he has totally ruined her reputation. He is
screwing her silly, sharing her with buddies, taking vulgar pictures
and spreading those around. He also has her fucking his parents and
entertaining their perverted friends. They are thrilled with Junior's
new sex toy, and that's all she is - a sex toy. They would not be at
all thrilled by anyone who tried to take Junior's sex toy away. My
father wouldn't dream of it, and my mother is a bigger brown-noser
than he is. He just wants the boss to be happy; she wants the boss and
his wife to be totally satisfied.

They both feel sorry for Adrian, but they both place an employer's
happiness or satisfaction above a daughter's foolish pride, false
modesty, unimportant high school reputation, or personal desires. Sex
won't hurt her and exposure won't kill her. She should be proud of her
sexy body, not ashamed. Junior is doing her a favor that she refuses
to appreciate. Any sixteen-year-old girl as attractive as she is
should crave all manner of sex and any kind of exposure. Mom is
constantly telling Adrian that she envies her and feels sorry for
unattractive girls who aren't getting any sex and no one wants to see
exposed.

The sex may not be hurting her, but the exposure is killing her. She
probably likes the sex. She gets more than anyone I know, and she gets
to party with swinging adults. That has got to be good. Roger Travis
(Junior) ain't a bad looking dude. I know he's hung and scores on all
the best babes. He is a popular jock, stinking rich, and a hunk. He
must be good, and she is getting a lot of that dick. She doesn't
complain much about the sex, or talk much about the sex. It's the
exposure and the nasty things he makes her do that brings on the
complaints.

I can see why, because I've seen some. I haven't seen any fucking, but
I have seen her naked in school a number of times, now. By now,
everybody has a number of times. She gets her clothes stolen, usually
after getting fucked in public. She is then left that way to fend for
herself. No one will help her. I usually see her being led naked to
the office by a teacher.

These assaults happen so often, the naked walk has become routine. I'm
sure they could put a stop to the assaults if they wanted to. They
obviously don't want to. They could make things easier on her by going
to her with something to cover her with, but they don't want to do
that, either. No, they march her right down halls bustling with bug-
eyed students between classes. It's not one or two adult shitheads
doing it, either. It's like a conspiracy, like they all got together
and agreed on a way to deal with Adrian, and they all agree that the
way to get her to stop is to shame her. That's like stopping rape by
stripping rape victims and parading them down Main Street to shame
them into stopping.

It is absurd what they are doing, but they are doing it and getting
away with it. In a small, tight, remote community, shit like this can
happen where it couldn't possibly happen in a large metropolitan
school district. Even here, nothing like this has ever happened
before. I can't explain it except to say that it is happening and no
one is doing anything to stop it.

Travis money and power has a lot to do with that, but not all, not
even half. Too many horny people are getting off on this, and if there
was one girl you'd love to see naked out of our crop of nine hundred
plus high school girls, Adrian would win by a wide margin. She is only
a sophomore, but she is the best we've got. Drop-dead gorgeous is a
common term for her type of beauty. Nothing on her could be rated
under a ten, and she is beautiful besides having the perfect body on
the small side. When you see her, you immediately think, "I'd love to
see her naked."

Well, we do, just about every day, and it ain't getting old, not even
for a big brother. Roger and I are seniors. I'd love to hate the guy,
but I envy him too much. I do love my sister. I adore her. At times, I
feel like crying for her or killing someone for her, but not Roger.
I'd give my left nut to be Roger for one day. I'll take a bad Roger
day over any of my best.

Yes, I would love to fuck my sister. Dad would love to fuck his
daughter. I dare say Mom wouldn't mind a piece of her sexy ass. Adrian
is just too damn fine and sexy for her own good. Anything that fine
should be fucking. If need be, it should be forced to fuck. That's all
Roger is doing, and doing a damn fine job. People who should never
support something like that are - parents, teachers, authorities, a
brother. Roger is getting support from all over, and he gets my silent
support when I should be beating the crap out of him on a daily basis.
I probably could, too, but I don't even give him dirty looks. All he
gets is my looks of envy.

Adrian doesn't want me getting into any fights over her, so I'm lucky
in that regard. She had me promise to stay out of this back when it
all started ten weeks ago, and by this, she meant the problems she was
having with Mom and Dad, too. I promised and I am keeping my word, but
she needs somebody to stand up for her somewhere. Mom and Dad sold her
out ten weeks ago and now treat her like a red-headed step-child, or
whore - a stingy, ungrateful whore. I know they are both getting off
on this situation. If I could order her around the way they do,
degrading her, humiliating her, embarrassing her, making her strip,
spanking her, forcing her to masturbate to adjust her attitude, I'd
like this a lot better, too. They aren't parents; they're pimps.

All I get to do is watch, but that ain't bad. Sure beats getting in
the middle of it or not watching. Mom is great. She seems to know what
makes my dick hard. I think she is under the impression that keeping
my dick hard keeps me out of it. I don't mind letting her think that.
My best chance of getting a fuck off Adrain is through Mom. We're
close to that and getting closer all the time. If Mom ordered me to
fuck her, I doubt that Adrian would hold that against me. She must
know I'm dying to, and why Dad hasn't is a mystery. If I were him, I
would. I know Mom wouldn't care if he did. He must be having a
difficult time with that, because I see the desire. He wants her bad.
I'm sure Adrian can tell. It must be the incest thing. That's all I
can figure.

With me, the incest factor is a plus. I wouldn't mind fucking my
mother, mostly because she's my mother. She's not bad, but because
she's my mother, I think the sex would be great. I don't think she has
one damn thing against incest. She may feel the same way I do - makes
it better. Something tells me she'd be very easy for me. I wish I had
the balls to find out. I'm growing the balls, because she is looking
mighty damn sexy lately, and I swear she is being flirty with me.

It may seem that way simply because this thing with Adrian has
everyone so god damn horny all the time. I may be reading her wrong,
but I swear she wants me, and wants me to make the first move. How do
you with a mom? I can't date her. I can't start with French kisses,
cop a feel, or take my dick out and try to impress her. What move can
a son make. Suppose I make it and was dead wrong. I'd fucking die, or
she'd tell Dad and he'd kill me. If he is as down on incest as he
appears to be, he'll kill me twice - real slow, both times. Still, she
looks easy for me.

[Two weeks later]
 
Adrian had a very rough day. They are now keeping her in school after
assaults that leave her naked, and naked is how she stays. She waits
in the busy office until someone brings clothing from home. That won't
happen until Mom gets off work, or I get out of school, go home, get
something, and come back. For two weeks it has been this way. If an
assault happens in the morning, she'll be there all day long like a
monkey in a glass enclosure with a high traffic area serving as a
viewing area. What they are now doing is cruel and unusual punishment,
especially when you take into account they are punishing the victim.
Still, as wrong as this is, if I hear they have Adrian in the box, I
am just like everybody else. I'll go out of my way to see her.

If I have to get her something to wear, she'll be there an hour after
school lets out. If she is there over lunch, they'll bring a tray to
her, but if she needs a drink or a trip to the girl's room, she goes
as she is. She should be used to being naked by now, but she isn't. We
should be used to seeing her naked, but we're not. There are two
things you can't get used to, and her nude body is one. A monkey that
fucks puppies is the other.

Today, she was assaulted between first and second period. Mom picked
her up at four when I thought I'd get to. I got to see her sitting
there in her birthday suit all day long, and all day long, I looked
forward to the ride home. That's our quality time alone. We talk. She
tells me how awful her day was. How unfair this all is. How cruel and
uncaring people are. How perverted some are. I get hard. She
understands. We'll stop somewhere. I'll buy her a burger and shake to
make her feel better. She likes that, and we get more quality time. I
hear more great shit and stay hard longer; which, of course, she
understands. If anything, that girl understands a hard dick.

Today I came home alone but found her face down on her bed, still
naked. She was sobbing into her pillow. She had light red marks from a
belt all over her gorgeous ass and legs from the knees up. Mom was at
it with the belt again. When she gets horny, she'll find a reason.
Adrian has to stay naked until the marks disappear. I surveyed the
damage and estimated three or four hours, which was a good one.

Her legs weren't together, so I saw her cute pussy peeking out as I
approached. Can't get enough of that, and now Roger was keeping it
shaved - shows more. Smart guy that Roger. Took him long enough. I sat
at her ass and rubbed her soft back. I'd get to her ass and legs, but
not right away. Too obvious. When she felt my familiar hand, she
stopped sobbing and turned to lay her head on its side so she could
see me checking out her pussy by leaning back. Busted - again.

"I'm still a girl."

"I wanted to see if she hit you there, too."

"She never hits me there and you know it. Haven't you seen it enough?"

"I'm a guy, Adrian. I'm sorry. We never see it enough."

"Tell me about it."

"Rough day?"

"You have to ask."

"Rougher than usual?"

"Yes. It finally happened."

"Did Dinker dink you?" 

He's our principal, Clyde Dinker. She figured he would one day. He was
the man behind keeping her until someone picked her up, and keeping
her in the box which was actually the waiting area serving four
offices. Rarely was she ever in there alone, and was often in there
with parents. She wishes she were alone. Now that she does time in the
box, appointments have soared. Sooner or later, you'll get lucky and
do time with Adrian. If there was a most guilty party in all of this,
it had to be Dinker, tight with Travis Sr., a friend to Junior, friend
and protector. It pays to have friends in high places if you bring a
sex toy to school and want to play with it, get away with it, and keep
doing it.

Adrian said, "You guessed it, and dink is a good term for it. He has a
dink and dinks with it. I've been dinked."

At some point Dinker had to dink her. Most everyone thought he was
already, but I knew differently, which wasn't different anymore. I
said, "Is dinking good or bad?"

"Not bad, not good. He enjoyed himself."

"Who doesn't?"

"Good point."

"What did you get the belt for?"

"Being a sexy girl, the usual."

"What excuse did she give?"

"They never found the clothes, so I lost another set, like I have any
control over that. Like I said, I got it for being a sexy girl."

"Do you regret being born a girl and sexy?"

"No. I'd still rather be a girl, and if I'm going to be one, I want to
be a sexy one. There is nothing at all wrong with that, it's just that
Roger has turned me into a sexual amusement, and a lot of people are
getting off on it. One is rubbing my ass and trying to get his fingers
wet."

I rubbed her legs instead and said, "Thanks for warning me."

That made her giggle. She turned more to see me better. I could see
she had a warm smile. I smiled back. She said, "Robby, I tease you
about it, but I want you to know that I don't resent anything you do.
You are special. You are in a male category all by yourself. I
wouldn't mind..."

She paused too long. I said, "Mind what, Adrian. What wouldn't you
mind?"

"Never mind. I'd rather save it for after and say I didn't mind. Until
then, fill in the blank with whatever turns you on."

I said, "Let me see...I wouldn't mind you...peeing in my purse."

She giggled and said, "I don't have a purse."

"Oh...then, I wouldn't mind you...taking pictures of me fucking
Roger."

"He has plenty. He'll give you some."

"I wouldn't mind you...screwing my mom."

"Please do. She needs a good screwing. She'll probably up your
allowance."

"Do you think she would...you know...screw her son?"

"In a heartbeat. Don't tell me you wonder about that?"

"I think every son thinks about it if his mother is halfway decent. I
think there are a lot more mother fuckers than anyone suspects. I
don't think I am weird because I think about fucking my mother. I'd be
weird if I didn't."

"No, I mean wonder if she wants you sexually. Are you saying you
aren't sure?"

"Are you?"

"Hell yes, but you're not! Are you blind?"

"She has me wondering."

"In that case, you're just stupid." She rolled over onto her back and
got up on her elbows to look me right in the face, but my eyes were on
her tits. She said, "You dope. Don't you realize that half the shit I
go through is to make you so horny you'll jump her bones. Stop staring
at my damn tits. I'm lying here naked right now because of you, naked
with a sore ass. She only whips me to turn you on. I have to
masturbate to turn you on. I thought you weren't interested. Now I see
you are dying to fuck her and are just too stupid to do it."

"I'm not too stupid. I'm just too chicken. How do you start?"

"Next time she gives you a hardon, get behind her and press it into
her ass. Hold her by the hips and tell her how sexy she is. I
guarantee, she'll melt. Lift her dress and slip her the dick. She
doesn't wear panties anymore, so slip into the slippery hole. If I'm
masturbating, I would appreciate that very much. Christ, I'm getting
horny just thinking about it."

She sure was. She was touching her pussy without being ordered to, and
with me staring at her finger sliding in the slit. She said, "I know
you like this. Is your dick getting hard?"

"It has been hard, but it's harder."

"Good, go tell her I'm masturbating and let her see your hardon. She's
hot today. She'll be so easy. Fuck her right here. Strip her naked and
fuck the shit out of her. Do it for me, Robby."

"She wouldn't want me doing that in front of you."

"She doesn't care what I see or think. I'm just a whore."

"She doesn't really see you that way, Adrian."

"She is playing it that way. I am until this is over. While I am, she
doesn't give a shit what I think or see."

"She is turning this into a game to help her get through something she
can't do a damn thing about. When life gives you lemons, make
lemonade. That's her way, Adrian, and this is her lemonade. That's all
it is."

"I understand that better than you do. The home situation is another
side game to her. This is lemon pie. In this game, I am a means to an
end, and the end is you. You are the pie. She'll want to do it here so
that I can inspire you. If you start something out there, she'll bring
you in here to finish it. I want to serve you two in that way. When
you two want to fuck, I'll gladly masturbate for you, and she loves
that as much as you do. I wouldn't mind doing that if you two were
fucking while staring, but to just stand there gawking at my pussy
ruins it for me. You haven't seen good masturbation, yet. Get up and
give me some room to make a beaver."

She didn't have to tell me twice. I got up quick and was rewarded with
a beaver and a half with her smiling and saying, "You like this, don't
you? Now, you're seeing my pussy. Imagine Roger's big cock in it to
the balls, and you are in the crowd with the rest of his buddies,
watching Roger fuck his whore. This is how they see it, legs this
wide, showing all. They like to see my sexy bald pussy suck a big
cock. If you see it, you'd swear you saw a pussy suck cock. You're
hard enough, now go get your mommy. I'll wait here."

I went but I didn't want to go. I still had that picture in my mind.
What a lucky bastard. What a dumb mother fucker I was. I still wasn't
sure, but Adrian was. In sexual matters, she is never wrong. I should
have taken this to her weeks ago.

I found Mom in the laundry room, bending over a clothes basket. That
was too tempting to resist. I eased close, gently laid hands on her
hips, and froze her. I then pulled my hard cock tight to her ass and
Adrian was right. She wasn't wearing panties. My dick pushed the thin
material of her housedress right into her fleshy cunt. She felt hot -
wet, too. I thought she's stand straight, but she remained frozen in
place, so I said, "God you look sexy when you bend over like this."

"Roger, you flatter me, and I can feel that you mean it."

"Adrian did that to me."

"That figures. You went into her room, didn't you?"

"Yes, and I see she has been a bad girl."

"Not really. She just has a mommy who felt like taking a belt to her
bare ass so that you could come home to comfort a naked sister."

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it. It was my pleasure."

"She's in there masturbating, you know."

"Really! How did you get her to do that?"

"By confessing a desire to do this to you and much more."

"That made her horny?"

"Very."

"I assume by much more, you mean fucking."

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

"If there was, I wouldn't still be bent over like this, waiting for
you to do much more."

"I'd like to do much more where we can watch Adrian."

"If you want to do this right, let's go in naked."

"I want to do it right."

She stood straight after I released her and we began stripping off our
clothes, which for her was as easy as whipping off a loose-fitting
housedress. I had seen her naked, but only fleeting glimpses. Except
for a big hairy cunt, heavy hips, chunky thighs, and saggy tits, she
wasn't half bad. She dropped to her knees to help me out of jeans and
BYDs. When my dick sprang free, she grabbed it and gobbled it down.
She swallowed the fucker. There I stood with my mother on her knees,
sucking on my cock. I have imagined her sucking my dick, but not on
her knees. In my imagination, she sat in a chair and sucked like a
lady, holding my dick with and finger and thumb with her pinky raised.
I never thought she suck cock like a cum-starved, cock-sucking whore -
not my mommy.

After the initial shock, I had to admit that cum-starved, cock-sucking
whore was much better. Before I could wash her tonsils in sperm, she
came off, got up, kissed me, then took my hand saying, "Let's go
surprise Adrian and give her a cheap thrill."

She led me into the room, and we surprised Adrian. Actually, Mom was
the surprised one having never seen Adrian masturbate that way. We
thought she did it with her legs together. Adrian acted shy and
busted. When she went to close her legs, Mom would have none of that.
She lunged for the knees and forced them back out, saying, "No you
don't. If this is how you do it, this is how you'll do it from now on.
I knew damn well you don't masturbate that way, you lying bitch.
Nobody masturbates with their legs together. Now, you're doing it
right. Go back to what you were doing, but you pay close attention. I
am going to show you how to fuck and be appreciative of a stiff dick.
I'll make a good whore out of you yet. You should kneel and suck Roger
Travis every time you meet him, and that goes double for his father
and his mother."

If anyone could give whore lessons, Mom could. Again, she knelt and
sucked me, giving Adrian a good profile shot of the way to suck a
Travis. Adrian and I exchanged smiles. I could tell that she loved
this. She liked my dick and even licked her lips like she wanted some.
I hear she can suck a mean dick.

Again Mom stopped just as I was about to hose her gullet. She got up
and looked to Adrian, saw how into her masturbation she was, and said,
"Would you get off on seeing your brother fuck your mother?"

"Yes!"

"We'll see."

With that, she climbed onto the bed and over Adrian, getting her big
hairy cunt right over Adrian's face. I mean right over. She got in a
wide kneeling stance so that it was right over the face. I was
shocked. She looked back to me and said, "Get up here and fuck me.
Adrian wants to see a brother fuck his mother."

Shit! I couldn't fuck right in Adrian's face. I'd have to straddle her
chest. I'd feel her tits on my ass. My balls would drag over her
mouth, and when I came...when I came...I got up there and straddled
her chest. I shoved my hard dick in my mother's cunt and I fucked her
good and hard. My balls did drag over Adrian's sweet lips, and the
sexy bitch licked them. She kept doing that, then she stuck a wet
finger up my ass and OH BOY!

We made such a mess of Adrian's pretty face, but do you know what that
little shit did as I was pulling my cock out. She licked it. She
licked the fucking dick I was pulling out of my mother. She was
licking her, too, licking dick and pussy, licking us good, too. She
was getting her tongue in alongside my dick, which thrilled the piss
out of Mom. She actually squealed when Adrian did that.

My dick got hard again, so I fucked some more. Adrian licked us all
through that much longer fuck. I looked back to see how she was doing,
and she was wailing away on that beaver. I swear, my imagination isn't
that good, and I can imagine some good shit. I never imagined anything
like this. We made another big mess. Adrian didn't seem to mind one
bit. When I finally did pull out, she ate pussy, fucked pussy. Mom
struggled up and was squatting right on Adrian's face, letting Adrian
clean her, and Adrian did, inside and out, like this was nothing new.

Turns out it wasn't anything new, typical swinger fare, but we never
knew that. Mom never expected that, but she wasn't about to turn it
down, or get down until Adrian was all done. When Mom climbed down,
she was squeaky clean, refreshed and feeling great. I was partly
responsible, but I had to give Adrian most of the credit.

Adrian was a mess and exhausted, still sprawled in her beaver pose
with tired arms resting at her side. That was a sight that Mom and I
admired together. Mom reached between Adrian's legs and played with
it. Adrian didn't care. Mom invited me to play with it. Adrian didn't
mind that, either. Mom and I played with Adrian's pussy together and
we had a ball doing it. Mom asked me if I wanted to fuck it. I did,
but couldn't, not for a while. She said maybe later. Adrian was never
consulted.

I didn't get any later because Mom wanted it. Once again, we were back
on Adrian with the same result only there was one fuck, but I think
the fuck was just an excuse to get eaten again. She had to like that
more than dick, and liked it better when the dick wasn't in the way. I
felt used. Felt good. Use me.

She did - to excess. We weren't the only ones using her to excess. She
was, after all, the Travis whore. She served us when she wasn't
serving them, and when in school, she served as a sexual amusement.
This was going into the thirteenth week, her fifth on public display
in the box with no sign of an end or even a let-up. Though things were
worse and more intense, she seemed to toughen and the worst was behind
her. Week nine was her worst, her first week in the box. Week ten was
a week of adjustment, but eleven and twelve were rather pleasant. She
could ignore the gawkers.

In the box, she could relax and not be fucked with. She enjoyed
meeting people who were fascinated by her and her opinions about sex
and teenagers were highly valued. She had advice on how to spice up a
sagging sex life, and advised parents on dealing with sex and teens.
On matters of sex, there was no greater authority in our community,
and she'd tell it to you straight.

Adrian finally got to the point where being naked in public didn't
bother her. That was at the start of week thirteen, about five days
after Mom and I began using her every chance we got. By this time, I
was fucking her while Mom got her pussy eaten. That was better for
both of us, and we never consulted Adrian. If I felt like fucking her,
I fucked her. Dad was cool with it, but Mom and I had to cool it when
he was home. She was pretty sure he wouldn't like that. I know Adrian
enjoyed our threesome better that way.

Idway through week thirteen, we were having quality time after she
spent most of the day in the box and I got to pick her up. She said
she had a good day and finally enjoyed being naked in public. I never
thought she could be, but she finally felt good about it, felt
comfortable naked, and those who stared didn't bother her. A stare was
a sincere form of flattery. She came out of the box quite a bit that
day. She was free to do that. She was not being held or detained. That
was just a waiting place. She couldn't roam the halls aimlessly, go
outdoors, or disturb classes, but she could eat lunch in the cafeteria
if she wanted to, or go to the library. She could go to the can all
she wanted, get all the water she wanted. She ran some errands for the
office, and helped take down decorations left over from a dance.
Naturally, they sent her up the ladder, but she didn't mind. She had a
great day for a change.

She told a great story about helping the four janitors. When she came
down from the ladder, they fucked her right on the empty gymnasium
floor, one after the other, then sent her up for more. Almost each
time she came down, there would be someone hard enough to fuck her,
and they were at that simple job for the better part of the afternoon.
She thought they were a great bunch of guys to work with, and she
looked forward to helping out more.

Each day seemed to get better for her, and she was growing as fond of
Dinker as he was of her. She enjoyed giving him all the sex he wanted
exactly the way he wanted it. Everyone in and around the office, as
well as all the teachers knew of the relationship. She was Dinker's
little fuck that he kept naked and hanging around the office area. He
wasn't trying to hide that fact, felt no need to hide; besides,
everyone strongly approved. She kept Dinker in a great mood. She had
an important role to play, and was not just a sexual amusement, a
curiosity, or freak. She was earning respect, was treated with
respect. The fact that she was naked meant little or nothing by then.

I had to admire her, and I was proud of her. Though she wasn't out of
it, and was in fact in much deeper, she was fine with her life. Sex
didn't hurt her, and no one would dream of hurting her. If anyone did
hurt her, an entire community would be enraged. Mom never did hurt her
and the belt stopped after I wised up. You couldn't fuck her enough to
hurt her. If you ask me, she couldn't get enough. Dinker shared her,
and she was fine with that - male, female, couples, groups, didn't
matter. She was in tight with Dinker and the Travis bunch. We have a
bunch of Travises.

She finished out the school year in pretty much the same situation she
was in during week twelve. After week twenty six, she was off for the
summer. Roger graduated and was off to college and out of her life,
but he got out of her life somewhere around week twenty. By then she
had an office job and showed up naked each day. Dinker saw that she
kept up with school work with the help of tutors. She was looking
forward to another year as the naked student, but that didn't pan out.

Over the summer, news of the naked student got out and a spotlight
focused on us with outside media nosing around. They didn't get much,
not enough to run the story, but it scared hell out of a lot of folks.
They couldn't take the risk, so Adrian returned in the fall and fell
back in with the regular student population, observing the dress code,
keeping a low profile. She still met with Dinker, but low profile, and
there were no more assaults. Dinker's orders.

Her home life gradually returned to near normal. All of the abuse went
away with Roger. She and I were still getting it on, and she and Mom
got together from time to time, but there weren't many threesomes. Dad
never did get any. He just couldn't fuck a daughter. Some men can't.
 
For me, the best part of all this was getting to know my amazing
sister so well. If it weren't for Roger, I never would have fully
appreciated what I had. I wouldn't have fucked her or my mother, and
to really get to know someone, you must. I'm glad I got to know my
sister, but I wish the hell I had left Mom alone. She is a fucking
whore who isn't worth pissing on, and the lousiest fuck I ever had,
but she does suck a mean dick. I will give her that.

Sis, on the other hand, will always walk on water. Her shit will never
stink. The guy who marries her is one lucky bastard. He won't be from
around here, I'm sure of that. Her sights are on California, but he'll
hear stories he flat out won't believe, but as God is my witness, they
are all true. My sister was the naked student for almost a full school
year. That was a year no one who was a part of it will ever forget.

                                 The End
                                 
                     http://www.macvsog.com/dandy/


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