Whatever happened seemed to have hurt her but he wasn't going to push her into talking about it.Gabriela nodded and went on. "When did you realize you... were happy with who you were?"Seth took a moment to think of the words he wanted to use. "My parents were great. I don't want you to think I'm bragging, but my life was easy. If I wanted something, they made sure that I had it. School wasn't hard and the college I chose accepted me without a problem. I've always been satisfied with who I am and. I was.Standing there only in my jockey. I had started to get a hard on and needed some action now. I went forward to kiss her but she stopped me. She made me sit on the bed in my jockey and played a low music. Slowly she started to dance seductively and strip down her clothes. She was only in her black bra and panty now. She kept dancing seductively and slowly came towards me and gave me a lapdance.I could feel her ass cracks on my now hard dick as she kept dancing on that. I could not control. Oh my god ... it’s so good to see you ... would you please?” she replied nervously.I could see that she was a little shaken, so I took control of the situation. I told the other driver that I would look after my young friend, and that I would come back and talk to him in a couple of minutes. I led her back to my car, and had her sit in the front seat.“I’m going to need your name, address and contact details so I can exchange information with him” I explained to her.She gave me a relieved look.. I liked tits but the bigger the better. Then Dad left us for a chick that only wore a 34-A bra and she had to pad that.Well at that time life changed for us and we were all angry. My sister studied more and stayed to herself, Mom cleaned the house constantly, and I became more violent.Soon I was punching my sister’s tits every chance that I got. Then I started in on Mom’s tits. At first she was shocked and then she was upset. She tried to reason with me but I punched her tits anyway.Mom started.