covered the rest of her legs with sand. Only her feet and head were still sticking out of the sand.
Abby lay down on her stomach. Her sister's feet were right in front of her face. They were well groomed and looked soft. Slowly Jenna stopped kicking them around, realizing how hopeless the situation was. "You won't be evil, will you?" she asked her sister in a frightened voice. A slight grin spread across Abby's face. "How could I possibly do anything bad to you Jenna?" Abby said as she began to slide her fingertip over her sister's right heel. Her right foot jerked back a little as Jenna gasped. "You're my sweet little sister afterall." Abby's finger now slid down slowly from the toe down to the foot's arch. Again Jenna's foot twitched slightly and she giggled briefly. It was all no use though, she was totally immobilized.
An unfamiliar queasy feeling came over her. She was afraid of what might happen to her, but equally looking forward to finding out what Abby would do to her. Jenna lifted her head and shook it, causing the towel to fall next to her so she could see what was happening. She looked down her buried body directly into her sister's eyes. She was lying on her stomach, resting her head on her left hand. Her feet dangled in the air. She grinned and ...
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