The teacher immediately came by and took the note. She looked at it and asked what does the text mean. The girl, let's call her Ann, had no idea and I...said it's gibberish. Of course she didn't believe us and threatened us with punishment."Poor" Ann really had no idea and blamed it on me. I was honest about the gibberish but still guilty for passing notes. Not to mention the way I was clothed. There was a short reminder on school rules and policies and I was led in front of the class. I bent. I started telling her what I wanted and she would do it. At first I would ask her to fix something for dinner and she would. Then I told her to stop wearing a bra. I would punch Mom’s tits whenever she wore a bra and it worked. I still punched my sister’s tits no matter what, just because I always had.The next step was for both of them to be topless around me and let me fondle their tits whenever I wanted too. That worked too and I really enjoyed it.Of course I didn’t stop there and insisted on. I rode home with Mrs. Roberts. Ashley let me know that she was not excited by the idea of spending a night in a cold treehouse, so we went down to her basement bedroom to spend the night in her bed. There was not much sleeping going on that night.Saturday we stayed at the house, playing a series of board games. Jason played with us from the start, and shortly before lunch, Jessica came over bringing Kathy and Millie. The impending televised special and the news of the alien invasion was. But all I could find at first were the sites that decry that incest was the worst thing some sick perverted mind could think of, to the ones where child sex was the only way to go. I was looking for some rational thinking human forum where both sides were discussed and to look for the danger signs of what is really wrong, and what is acceptable. After a couple of hours I found a couple sites that seemed somewhat normal. The one main thing I came away with was no force. Never force or coerce a.