It is what it is.With that being said, let me begin the first truth:I am David.(the truth begins like all truths,...simple enough)Born in 1969, in the... Denver General Hospital to Gary, and Mary at Nine Thirty three PM on November 23rd.When mom's water broke, and the contractions had begun Dad was already tipsy.Mom says dad had to stop on the way for cigs, and got so caught up in telling the cashier about my arrival that it took twenty minutes to get a damned smoke. In her impatience to get to. ... ' Daniel took hid left foot and poked it under my right side sort of lifting me causing me to turn over and the he used his feet to guided me to my stomach. As I laid there Daniel pressed his left foot down weightily into the small of my back and instructed me ' ... you are our Bitch. We gonna fuck you when we want and you are gonna let us or we gonna take you and let all our boys have a go at your tight little butt! Now beg me not to fuck you!. ... ' I just shook my head slowly from side. The perfect daughter for the King who had lost his wife - for indeed she was as good as death, though no one dared say it aloud - and the perfect woman for the country to adore.On this morning, however, the Princess hardly felt up to a bash - doubtless, it would remind her of the previous seventeen occasions when her brother had been there to amuse her and her mother had been there to guide her. It would be painful to look around the ballroom and see the empty places where her brother had once. My heart was pounding with excitement, so much that I could hear my heart pounding in my throat. I could believe I was actually doing something so deviant as to taste the crotch of her sexy panties. My eyes never left my sister’s glistening body. As she stood with her back to me, I suddenly realized she was spending a lot of extra time washing her pussy. I could see her hand rubbing her pussy mound from behind when she suddenly let out a soft moan. God, she was masturbating in the shower as I.