And between you and me? I want to make him cry again. Like, I want to do worse stuff to him.. stuff I probably shouldnt write down in case there are m...lestation charges later ,-). Im um… well ok, in for a penny, in for a pound right diary? I actually masturbated last night imagining him crying in the nap room. Only, instead of standing there watching him, I trapped him in — locked the door behind me. I forced him to his knees, grabbed his pretty straw-colored femboi hair, and forced his pouty. Later on that evening, at Melissa’s regular time to get home, she found Katie in the Kitchen. “Hey, Mom,” said Katie. “Hi, sweetheart,” Melissa replied. Melissa still didn’t have any idea what to think about what she had seen this morning. She was turned on by it, but she didn’t have any idea what to say to her daughter about seeing her have sex. Katie was going about her business, munching on a sandwich when Melissa asked, “Hey, you wanna go shopping.” A huge smile came over Katie’s face.. She had had no choice but to respond to his demands, could not help but to love him as he loved her. French’s bottom lip quivered and her eyes filled with tears as she abruptly turned away from her image. She sank into the tubful of hot, deliciously scented water. Leaning back against the rim of the tub, she sighed and drew in deep, calming breaths. She willed her body to relax, tried to force the tension she carried to melt away. She took another deep breath and on the exhale, she choked and. Mom and Norm had a nice en suite bathroom for themselves, so they had no call on the family bathroom. There was a half-bath, sink and toilet, down in the basement next to the rec room. The only accessible shower for Clarissa and I was in the family bathroom, and for two teenagers that could be a problem. Sis and I each wanted to shower in the morning, and each of us tended to take long showers. I heard Mom explaining to the neighbour once that she was convinced we slept in there. One day Sis.