"She's going to be quite good, Jane. She's a natural, you know. The first time a boy felt her up, her pussy got wet. First time I fucked her, she came.... . . . and she wanted even more. I'm rarely wrong about these things, you know."So there I was, kneeling in the dining room, the remnants of dinner still on the table, with my brother ramming his hard cock into my mouth while my stepfather urged him on. "Don't be gentle, Derek. She needs to learn to swallow every inch. This isn't some favor. We pay so much money because we do not want to be in litigation and stay like friends forever and always. If I were to record you anyway; why shall I be talking to you in all honesty and agree to pay double the amount for it instead of doing it anyway and I hope you do not see any strong lights, camera set up and audio recording that all goes along the recording procedure. He had a very ironic smile on his straight face during all this he said. I do not know, for how long we were all quiet. The person I was picking up landed early morning, so I had to leave the house about four a.m. It was winter, so it was dark and would be until seven-ish. To get to the airport I'd decided on not going on the larger motorways, but to go a more direct but quieter route. I had been focused on just getting to the airport in the first hour of the journey, and what was about to happen didn't even cross my mind.I started thinking about how quiet these country roads were, and that I hadn't seen more. It wasn't love at first sight, but assoon as she looked at me and smiled, my heart was hers.Serendipitously, the seat directly adjacent to hers wasvacant. When class began, we did the perfunctoryintroductions. It was then that I found out her name wasRebbeca. The professor announced that 50% of our gradewould come from a special project. We were writing aresearch paper. The paper could be about any subjectrelated to U.S. history. We were free to work in groups oron our own. I was thought I had.