I stood upright again, nervous, embarrassed at my nudity, feeling Jess’ evaluating gaze roam up and down my body. The only time I had felt that nake...d before was last night, when I’d been caught by the professors. The flush on my cheeks spread to my cleavage. “Sit back on the chair, all the way back,” Jess ordered, “then pull your heels up to the corners and spread your knees to the side as far as you can. I want to have a good look at your pussy.” “Oh god,” I whispered, mortified, but I. He's not particularly devout but he uses the local church often during the year. The subject eventually came up about the Pope and Jack bragged, "who, you mean Jorge, me and Jorge use to do mass in Buenos Aires when I lived in Argentina, a few years ago." That caused an uproar as one can imagine. The whole pub put in to prove him wrong this time and me being on worker's compo at the time was given the job of accompanying him to the Papal City. They let him in the main door of the Pope's digs. Until their teasing would move me to tears. I could not share a room with another guy or live in the dorm as I would be the object of attention for all.Then he came into my life. The man who would change everything in my life. The man who would teach me love. The man who would make me feel like the woman that I truly am. The man who would treat me like a girl, like a slut, like a princess, like a woman. All by turns, and all at the right time.It happened quite unexpectedly one day. The boys'. In order to spice up our daily routine, he started to tease me. He already teased my mom; why not me? He teased my mom in many ways. For example; In bed; he would put his head in between her big tits and shake them; while she was cooking; He would caress her back and her ass; during their bath; yeah sometimes they take baths together and sometimes I join in as well. But till then I wasn`t being teased by my dad yet. A mere slap on the ass wasn`t teasing for his slut. I wanted to be treated as a.