.. you and Mom are doing it, huh?”My blood ran cold, then I whirled around to my bookshelf I had caught her messing around at last night. I stared a...t it and then, in the shadows sitting on top of my Mistborn books, was a webcam. All black, easy to miss. I grabbed it and found a cable running...To my own computer. “The fuck,” I muttered. I glanced at My sister. She still had the video playing. No sound, but Mom was crawling up my body. You could see her breasts swaying as she grabbed my cock and. Look at you! I mean if you hadn't wanted this I couldn'tever have forced you to. Sure I might be a little stronger thanyou but you could have chosen to walk out and leave, but youdidn't. You wanted it but you needed somebody else to push youover this imaginary borderline. Now I bet you'll become onehappy girl."I hugged her tight. "Yes Mommy, yes, thank you for helping me.These first steps were very painful and humiliating but I feelso much better now." She laughed at me. "I know we could. Parker then delivered another blow thistime catching Connie smack in the middle of her ass, covering both cheeks.? Realizing she was fighting a losing battle,Connie slowly spread her legs until her feet were wider apart than hershoulders, following her teacher?s orders. Curly? pubic hair and her pink pussy were now ondisplay to the entire class. ?That?sbetter,? Mrs. Parker remarked.? ?Now I?llteach you not to disrupt my class.? Andyou had better not get out of position until I?m done.? If you. Personally, I have not trained either of these athletes that most of you know from basketball both here at St. Joe Valley and at MHS. I have, however, observed them training together the past two years. To first fall," Coach concluded and stepped off the mats and gave a short burst on his whistle.Whitney and I stepped back and bowed to each other, observing the formalities Coach taught us about competitions. We started like we often start sparring, reflecting each other in forms as we moved in.