Thinking how nice it must be to wear all those pretty things. Another thing I liked to do was read my sister’s comics and magazines. Quite naturally..., (or so I think) I read the stories from the perspective of the protagonists who, of course, where all female. As she got older, my sister changed from reading “Mandy” and “Judy” to teen and ‘True Romance’ style magazines. Not having access to any porn, these came in handy as visual aids in my wanking sessions. Over time I realised that as well as. Of all my childhood, one night stands out above all others, and is largely responsible for the kind of man I turned into. It was almost four o'clock in the morning and I was fast asleep. I awoke suddently with my father's hand gripping my shoulder and shaking frantically."Norman," His voice was shaky, "Norman, wake up."I got up quickly, I was now wide awake and very worried."I have an emergency to tend to," he explained, "I have to do something and the phone lines are down, I need you to man. Unfortunately for Paige, Brad had a look that he gave girls that would make them almost impossible to say no, it worked perfectly on Paige. "Do I really have to stop?" Brad said giving her the look. She was left speechless so he continued. He began to rub her pussy through her shorts, she let out a soft moan as they resumed kissing. He began to unzip her shorts and she was unable to stop him. Pulling off her shorts she was left with just her white, wet panties as a barrier between Brad and her. Loved it! Gotta leave a big tip for housekeeping!We ducked back into the shower for a quick rinse-off (the others cycled through too) and got dressed for the day.I cursed Bob soundly in Irish, "Fuck it, Sorcerer! My bras are too small now! It's all your fault!"He gave me his innocent look. "Wasn't me! I didn't tell you to give me milk and suck on your titties -- as I will again later."Janey Mack! I squirted a little, top(s) and bottom.Breakfast. We girls were starved and kept porting stuff off.