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I dressed in silence, leaving my abused and well-used sister-in-law on the dining room floor dripping in a pool of piss."I expect this mess to be cleaned up and dinner started and on the table at six, before the children get home!" It was not a request, and I turned and left the room without waiting for her response.Dawn was standing there in shock inside the front entryway of the house, looking at her beaten, piss covered sister. I smiled at her and blew her a kiss before going upstairs into my study and locking the door.The dining room was clean and dry when I returned at 5:59 and dinner was ready to be served. Both sisters had showered and changed clothes, but I could tell at a glance which was which. Dawn was glaring at me as if looks could kill, but Diana (her cheeks still with a bit of afterglow) was almost even smiled at me and kept her head down during the meal and avoided all eye contact with everyone.Obviously the sisters had done some talking and had compared notes. I'd.

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