When I went back to the laundry basket that night, the tights were missing, along with my black panties. So, my stepfather, Mr Pervert, was sniffing m...y underwear or something! But as I thought about it more and more, slowly the disgust faded away, and I got quite a thrill knowing he was fiddling with my dirty underwear! Naturally I told Maria. Well if he was going to try anything on, then I needed back up if I decided to tell mum. Although I did admit to telling Maria that I was teasing him,. I could see that this flung him a little, but also that it worked. He beat me fair and square this time as I actually was enjoying teasing him and wanted to see him take his shorts off. After we finished i said 'well I guess u better choose my forfeit'. He said their was no way I would do what ever he wanted so I told him to try me. Ok, he said wank in front of me. I stood up, walked over and just inches from his face puled my foreskin back and started playing with my cock. After a minute I. There was a desk in the corner complete with its own lighting and electrical outlets. They had built in an entertainment center for the TV and a small closet with hangers and one row of drawers down the side. The room was about 8' by 10'. I opened the other door in the room and found myself in the bathroom; I noticed another door on the other side of the room and opened it right away to see another sleeping room there as well. The bathroom had two medicine cabinets in the wall behind the sink;. She always seemed busy. Like, you know, How does she possibly get all this done? Doesn't she have any friends?"Well, the answer was... Not particularly. Her best friend, Stasya Fyodorevna, got left behind when she came to high school a year early, and I can't imagine it was easy for her to acclimate. Actually, I know it wasn't, even after she got everything stabilized. Because, about a year after Brandon tried to commit suicide, Meredith tried the same thing."There was silence again. Brandon.