David hadn’t spoken. He was embarrassed too. Especially for his encounter about an hour ago with Natalie. He had felt like that before. He did with ...Avery every night. He had been energized with Eiko inside that changing room. He had felt that good with Curtis while David was Dee. Kristi always made him feel invincible. He didn’t want to talk about it. He wanted it to stew, to morph, to be something he understood. No, they had to be told. They had to know. They were here to discover what had. My wrists lowered down to my sides. Then, coming up to me, youbrusquely pushed me back. My feet restrained, I found myself bending at theknees, losing balance, and teetering back, only to be caught up by the wristrestraints with my head less than a meter off the ground. I had not rememberedthat the rope mounts on the ceiling are actually on sliding tracks, allowingmy wrists to draw back with me, but I am reminded of this as I stare at theceiling in this strange position, held aloft in a pose. All that I'd known, but the one feature I'd not noticed, or perhapsdeliberately did'nt want to notice, was the huge mound of meat he toted inthe pouch of his cutoffs. Working side by side with him, I couldn't helpbut notice. And it was having an effect on me. At night my sexual fantasylife was limited to thoughts of breaking the strictest of all the sexualtaboos. I was hungering for my old man's fat cock.Then just as we were finishing up on the second cabin's roof tragedystruck. Dad was coming. She loved her husband, but she loved more the pain, the mistreatment, the abuse that her sons heaped on her. She was their slave, their plaything, and they could do anything to her they wanted, make her do anything.And, now, Peggy.Joan had not wanted her daughter to fall under the domination of her sons, but it was inevitable, she knew. They would not be satisfied only with her. They had to have their sister, too.And now that Peggy was involved, Joan found she didn’t mind. On the contrary, she.