"I wish I could be a virgin again for you and have you teach me all about sex again." I was here that I found little blood packets made for sex. So I ...bought a hundred of them.After that we dropped our packages off at the hotel room and went out for dinner. She took me to this restaurant that made great American hamburgers. While we ate, I asked "Mia, how do you know Paris so well?" Well, I have an Aunt and Uncle who live here for half the year. I used to come and stay with I them when I was a. He nodded at the boy that had been holding my arms down. The boy helping him lifted me up easily by my wrists and held my arms high in the air. Cody began tugging my shirt upwards off my body Please! Stop it! I cried to him. This seemed to amuse some of the guys behind us and they laughed loudly at my humiliation. My shirt was ripped over my head and tossed to the crowd. They began tossing it around and waving it above their head as if it were a trophy. Wooooh! some boy said while spinning it. ”“And when we were putting things in the dishwasher...”“Hahaha,” she laughed, “when you bent over he didn’t know what to do! He didn’t want to like be a man and leave it to us to clear away, but he could see your panties and your legs were a bit apart!”“And I bet he could tell you weren’t even wearing any.”“Shouldn’t we just tell him after all? I mean if he knew we’ve been gangbanged literally for hours loads of times, and do sex together as well, and with Mum, already...”“Yeeeesss ... He might. I shrugged.“Come on, Becky,” Sam said. There was something genuine in her expression. To my surprise she sank down before me, her hands resting on my knees. “What’s wrong? I bet you’ll feel better about it.”“Just ... things,” I said. Sam normally wasn’t this sort of person. She normally ignored me. But this weekend we shared our passion for our father. We made love to him and each other. I stared into her green eyes. Her short, red hair swayed about her face as she stroked my knees.“Girl.