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Subject: Title story: "Communication" Author: Incestor 95690198
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Date: Sun, 07 Jan 2007 16:24:14 +0000
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Communication George and Marion had had another fight. It was a humdinger this
time, which is saying something, for their fights had been getting progressively
more acrimonious as the weeks had dragged endlessly by during this hot summer.
George had completely lost his cool this time and shouted so loud at her that
the neighbors must have heard, and if they didn't, then they must surely have
heard the sound of smashing crockery as Marion hurled plate after plate of their
best dinner service at him. This gave her mixed satisfaction, for it was her
pride and joy, but it was a wedding present and embodied all her feelings about
her marriage to this pig of a man as plate after plate smashed into the wall
beside him. As usual, the kids stayed upstairs and avoided the fight in scared
silence. Graham cuddled his sister close and comforted her as yet another plate
smashed into the wall downstairs. Susie was crying, her face buried in her elder
brother's comforting shoulder.
At 13, it was too much for Susie to bear listening to the constant squabbles
between their parents. All she wanted was a return to the happy days she
remembered as a child when Daddy was her hero in shining armor, and Mommy was
always there to comfort a grazed knee, or give intimate advice on all those
fears and troubles that beset a young girl. Graham just felt angry. He was
supposed to be in the park with his friends playing ball at this time. Instead,
here he was again, having to comfort his sister whilst his Dad and Mom had
another of their interminable fights. At 17 Graham had little patience with the
follies of adults. They seemed to know so little about the world with their
constant bickering. Why the hell did they get married in the first place if they
couldn't stand the sight of each other? You'd think a bank manager would have
more sense than that, yet listening to Dad shouting now downstairs you'd think
he knew nothing about women. Why shout at Mom anyway - she was a peach of a
woman with a hell of a good figure and looks to match. He could see that even
his buddies appreciated her sexy good looks. Graham was proud of her looks too,
why couldn't his Dad see what a winner she was? Graham knew all about women.
He'd dated the two most popular girls in his class at school already, and one of
them had introduced him to the pleasures of a blowjob in the back seat of the
car. He'd actually had her tits in his hands too, although the silly bitch
wouldn't go all the way and let him fuck her. Just because he didn't have a
rubber! Damn stupid girl. If it hadn't been that excuse he knew it would have
been another. Fucking prick teaser! He'd dropped her, and got the approval for
that assertive male action from all his friends. Bill Thompson was dating the
frigged bitch now - but Bill would date anything if it had a skirt on. Good
riddance to her, Graham thought, and stroked his sister's hair as she nuzzled
tearfully against his neck. Susie was growing up fast now. The year before she
could hardly touch the top of his head with her hand, except on tiptoe. She'd
grown fast this last year. He could feel the softness of her firm little tits
against his chest already, and they felt rather nice rubbing against him as sobs
shook her body and her arms clasped him close. Rather nice indeed!
Graham became slowly aware of the pleasant feeling of his cock swelling and
quickly left his sister in sudden embarrassment to seat himself on the bed in
case she should see the telltale signs of his arousal.
***
"It's no fucking good Marion," George said tensely as they both glared at each
other across the living room. "We can't go on like this." 'Then what do you
suggest, Mr. High and Mighty?" she retorted, "Go and see a Marriage Counselor?
Ha! I can just see you listening to anyone else! You're so bound up in
yourself that you don't care what anyone else thinks or says." George took a
deep breath ...
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