She swung on the chain and wailed in pain. By the tenth blow she was in tears. Baxter was pleased. ?Let her down,? he ordered. Her hands wer...e lowered and she collapsed to her knees physically and emotionally exhausted, still weeping. ?Your uniform,? Baxter was again talking ?is now to be issued. You receive only one uniform for your stay here, so look after it. Put it on.? The uniform was thrown to the floor. Tabatha’s hands were released. She made no attempt to resist. She had her back to me as I crawled in beside her. I wrapped my arm around her and tried to snuggle up, but she squirmed away from me."Good night, hon," I finally said.She sort of grunted.The next day she seemed to be OK, but we both avoided saying anything about Tom and Sally. In fact their names didn't come up again until Tuesday when I tried to push Ann a bit more on her reaction."Honey, I keep thinking about what you said about Tom and Sally, and I had this one horrible thought. Was it Tom?. As fine as things could be for me anyway. I did my best to fit in towhat my parents seemed to expect from this 14 year old boy, but deepinside I knew, that I would probably never be able to satisfy them. Andthat was something that made me a bit sad, because I was so thankfulhaving them. They had adopted me at the age of two, and had alwaystreated me as if I was their biological child. I even had my Mom'seyes, and so nobody had ever even thought of me being an adopted child.However, Dad's. With his hands, he cupped them. His wet pink tongue began licking my nipples. I let out a soft moan as he sucked my breasts then gave them soft kisses. I heard him whisper, ‘I love how soft your breasts are, especially in my hands and mouth.’ His hands were slowly caressing my hips, thighs, and legs. His lips moved lower to my belly, kissing me there. I slowly lifted my hips, giving Brandon access to take off my boy short panties. He said, ‘Let’s untie you.’ Once the panties were off, he.