It’s not that our house was a mess or anything like that, it’s just that there had been no plan to move when my mom and sis left town. Lacy’s ro...m was still in the same condition it was on the night I walked in on my dad raping her. The bed was a mess, clothes were strewn about, nothing was organized ... and my room was no better. My patents room was a little tidier, but not necessarily organized. The laundry room had clothes in it, the kitchen still had a full dishwasher and dishes in the. I was living in a PG. As my sister was living in greater Noida, I used to visit her home on alternate weekends. My sister lives in a society where more 500 families live. I used to play badminton over there, so many people know me.Ab aate hai story pe, mera certification poora ho chuka to main apni sister ke pass move kar gaya usi society mein kyunki main ab job search kar raha tha.Jaisa ki maine bataya main morning mein daily 1 hour badminton khelta hun. Toh main khel ke wapas ghar ja raha tha. The finger in my pussy, slowly moving in and out felt amazing. It was just a finger compared to all that had happened in the recent days, but I was outside, naked with women I didn’t know, yet I felt at peace with it all. Mrs. Baldwin clearly wanted this to happen and I responded with easy compliance. No thought. No understanding. No worry. Some embarrassment at being so openly manipulated but no worries.Then, it escalated. Barb’s finger at my ass pressed against my asshole and slipped past the. I reached into my bag and pulled out her homework, she took it reluctantly, I started to turn around to walk away when she said, "Hey Danielle, you actually do a pretty good job, you actually look more like a girl than most girls I know. I am sorry that I yelled at you". I turned back and we looked at each other for a while then I said, "I know how you feel, I was ****d too. It wasn't that long ago either but we don't have to talk about it if you don't want to". Sin replied "But I do". We.