I'd never gotten a cry Hardcore for help from my little sister before, and she never said please so it startled me, “What? What do you mean you have to get away? Where are you and why in hell should I care?” She was crying, I could hear the soft sobs between words, “I need to come home, please Cab; I'm sorry I'm messing up your night but I'm hurt and want to go home.” That got my attention, I may have hated the fucking drama queen but she was still my closest living relative, “What do you mean you're hurt, what happened?” my heart thudded from a jolt of adrenaline. Tania didn't go into details, she just pleaded until I relented. She told me where she was, I told her to wait ten minutes. Now I can admit to myself that I did feel concern, I was worried about the tone of the call and her condition. I pulled up to where she told me to be and my sister scuttled almost invisibly from a black on black shadow to my car. She threw open the door, slid low into the passenger seat then slammed the door shut. The first thing I noticed was that her blouse was torn across one shoulder revealing a thin red bra strap, her long blond hair looked styled by chaos and she was filthy, as if she had been rolling in dirt. “What the fuck happened to you!?” “Not now! Shut up and just get the hell out of here” she whispered hoarsely. As I pulled away from the curb I noticed another car cruise slowly past in the opposite direction, there were three girls in it. Tania peered over the dash of my car and watched with apprehension as it went by; she asian cursed softy, “Fuck.” I'm not stupid; I've seen gang moves before so I asked her, “Are they looking for you?” She looked up at me, “Yeah, I was flirting with some guy and it turned out he is dating another girl. When she found me with him, she and her pussy posse started kicking the shit out of me. I managed to get away but they're still looking for me. Cabot, they scared me, those hard-core sluts wanted to kill me, one of them had a knife.” My sister started crying again. She rarely called me by my full given name so I knew she was totally upset, “Do you know them, I mean will they get you in school or come to the house?” “I never saw the boy or them vicious cunts before; they don't go to my school.” “Well, you should be okay then. You want to go home or you want to go somewhere and talk, to calm down.” Tania gave me a look of muted respect, one I'd never seen before from her, “You want to stay with me? What about Margo, where is she?” “Look, Margo is cool, she knows what I’m doing, you look like you could use a friend right now so I'll keep you company until you find one.” That got me a small tired smile; she was beginning to break free from the terror of the beating. “Thank you” she said humbly, “right now you're the only friend I want near me. Will you buy me a coke?” With those words from my sister the barrier of sibling hostility that had built up over the years took a sledge hammer blow and began tits to crumble. We got a late-night supply of junk food and a couple of sodas then I drove to a quiet spot I visited sometimes with Margo, I wasn't trying to seduce Tania but the torn blouse wasn't appropriate for public viewing. Tania settled back on the seat to relax, she was quiet and I didn't probe with questions, we listened to pop and thought private thoughts. When the drinks and food were gone Tania took the wrappers, got out and dumped them into a trash bin then leaned against the hood of my car and looked into the stars, I joined her. She rolled her head to me “What do you think about me Cab, do you even like me?” I flicked a glob of dirt off the sleeve of her ruined blouse and thought about the question. She was looking for honesty so I gave it to her. “Most of japan the time I think you’re a conniving miserable little bitch, that your only goal in life is to ruin mine. Sometimes though, like tonight, you can be a real person and it surprises me. Even though I don’t like you most of the time, you're my sister and I think I love you like someone is supposed to love his sister.” She got off the car and stood away from me, her words floating into the night in front of her, “I was always jealous of you; you are bigger, older, smarter and better shaved at everything. I hated being in second place behind you. I tried most of my life to be first, I wasn’t happy being daddy's Princess, I wanted to be the Queen; I know it's bad, I know it's conceited but I could never be as good as you. “FUCKIN’ EXTREME japan MAN!!! I twist my arms again, grunting with exertion as I try once more to reach down to my groin with my yoked hands. Mary stared down at the throbbing cock until finally gripped it softly. “Do you tits have any regrets?” she asked. The next night; Carl sold the jewelry Hardcore and the dress and shoes. Then I guess it switched to you keeping asian me shaved busy." I hadn’t had a chance to contact the KIS yet.” He noticed that the tentacles appeared to be gone now form the wall. The 2 vibes were pushing my AF right up and I needed to do something to reduce it. “You’re cute, you know that?”