My head was spinning and I felt ill. I rushed to the bathroom and vomited. I gathered my senses and got dressed. I had driven to the party but there w...as no way I could drive. “I will drive you home” volunteered June. All the next day I was a wreck. It was late of Sunday before I began to feel almost normal. I had never been that sick before. I didn’t understand.By Monday I was feeling better and went to work. About 10am my mobile phone beeped. I opened a message and was horrified to see a photo. Zahra is an old friend of mine. We had been to school together but as happens after marriage, we had started seeing each other less and less. Recently, we had moved house and Zahra lived nearby which meant we had reconnected. She started coming over for dinner every week or so and it was a pleasure having her. She was always open, liberal in her mindset and willing to change her opinions based on facts. Zahra was 5'3 with gorgeous caramel skin and big almond eyes. Though she wore the hijab, she. ” I leaned into Cindy’s ear. “When we first met, you said I looked so fine that you couldn’t imagine what I would look like when I turned eighteen. Well…” I gently lowered Cindy’s head to look down at my crotch. “Now you can see how much I’ve changed where it counts.” I pulled down my shorts and exposed my seven-and-a-half-inch dick to my stepmother and she literally gasped.“Oh my God! Michael, your cock is at least an inch bigger than your father’s. I haven’t had anyone but your father in so. "I butted in. "Well, we don't want you uncomfortable. Strip girls."With no visible resentment, they complied."When she had disrobed, Pyx let out a sigh. "Much better."At that point, Pyx suddenly stopped. "Master, I have a favor to ask of you."From the tone of her voice, this sounded serious.Trembling, she walked in front of me, then knelt at my feet."What is your request, Pyx?" I asked.She started talking softly. I had to strain to hear her. "You know I'm an orphan. I never knew my mother or.