Sometimes we let boys in to watch, provided they bring the beer and promise not to touch”.“I like the sound of that – I guess you are allowed to... hold hands to pull your cunts up hard together, but no tit-slapping?”Both Mum and Becky slapped my tits: “you are still obsessed with pain, you little slut. By the way how is your sex life, baby girl?”I got up from the sofa and gracefully knelt in front of Becky, my eyes lowered, hands behind my back: “I’ve been training as a Sub, Mistress. Would you. I had not made any decision about allowing my stepbrother to deflower me, but I wanted to be prepared just in case. Allowing Michael to enter me and be my 'first' had been weighing on my mind all semester long.In Chapter six, I described how we got a motel room in a nearby town, and I allowed my stepbrother to enter me, rupturing my hymen and capturing my virginity. I also described my reaction to two men watching my stepbrother ‘feel me up’ as we stood in front of the window to our motel room.. "Oh, I'm sorry about the sad, but the rest sounds okay," she said sympathetically."Well, the sad is an inevitable part of clearing up your deceased parents' estate," I confessed. "They moved here four years ago while I was overseas, so I've never been here; never seen their home here. I have no idea if they had friends here or anything else." Oh, that is sad," she murmured, reaching out to pat the back of my hand where it rested on the counter."But, the house is beautiful, the lawyer who. .. ("claf-claf" in the background), I 'd like to order an extra-large...("claf-claf") with pepperoni and BBQ...sauce...Ahhhh...mmmmm...and a medi...um...vegetarian ("claf-claf")...mmmuuuhhh" the man said."Thin or thick crust?" I asked.("claf-claf-claf") “Ahhhhh...thiiiin...pleeeease…uuummmm," he answered.“This is a strange call,” I thought, “it will take half an hour to complete.” "Your address, please?" I asked.("claf-claf-claf") "Uhhhh...ohhhh...6969 Burning Bush Drive...mmmmm...right next to.