Beastaility and Incest
Shit! It was my little sister Carrie. My spoilt little brat of a sister. The daughter my mother had always hankered for. The one she dressed in pink, treated like a porcelain doll, a little princess. When the fuck did she suddenly grow up? Being four years apart and me being a teenage boy I never took much notice of her. She was always much smaller than me, always the centre of attention, whilst I crept off to the shadows to “Do my own thing”. Gone was the “Bob” hair cut, the pretty...