I had always been close to him and we often cuddled while watching TV."Where is mom?" I asked and hoped that my voice did not tremble."She is working ...late again." He said but I thought I heard a little something in his voice.Was he angry or hurt or maybe just lonely? I decided I would spend some time with him tonight."So were you on a date or did you go over to Stacy's house?" He asked.I could feel my face start to burn and my stomach churned as I wondered if I was the only one who had. She also explained that the bowl was shallow enough that my sister could eat from it – but she would need to stick her entire face in and get messy. My sister did not want to get messy. She wanted to keep talking about money and prostitution. I could tell that she was preoccupied with these thoughts. I assured her that I’d let them talk after they finished if she did an excellent job.I gave them the order once their noses were in the bowl. My mom had to reach up and push Tiffany’s face into the. . . . Tak, Yin, take her to the dungeon!" I had no chance, I tried to complain but I knew it was no good "Wh what do you mean, no no, there has been some mistake, let me go Let me go Pleaseee no you cant do this. . ..Aaarrggghhh." I tried to get up and run for the door but the two huge thugs behind me grabbed my arms and lifted me off my feet and dragged me struggling screaming and kicking through a door and into a large room, a bar in one corner and a huge wooden X frame in the middle. They. Tim said aren't you going to save that for your ol man? Her responce was I didn't wear any panties so no , he don't even know I'm over here. She got up and they talked then the camcorder went off. I turned to her and said man that was cool! She asked if I enjoyed it. I said yeah look and I stood up and pulled down my pants and my dick was as hard as a dick could be. She laughed and said it made me wet too. Well lets go fuck I said. She said good idea , picked up the phone and called Tim. I.