Shealso grounded my sister for participating in my cross dressing, whichwas the last time she agreed to assist me or even interact with me as agirl be...ause of the fear of her being punished. Personally I kind ofenjoyed my punishment and I think she could tell because the next timeshe caught me she told me she was going to send me to boot camp so theywould make me act like a boy like my brother, who was living with mydad now and planned on going to the military.Soon after, my sister hit puberty. Most of the kitchen utensils were made of glass, and Ann even worked out a way to make very high quality window glass by floating the glass on a sheet of molten tin. Thus, the whole house was retrofitted with glazed windows, though they still used wooden shutters to protect the glass from inclement weather and attacking bugs.Jeff, Jr. turned out to be an armament expert. He had an idea for a repeating crossbow that would act like a machine gun. His version was too large to be carried by one. His golf-ballsized testicles produced so much sperm that his cock was like a gusher whenhe finally popped his batch for her; and after a short recovery he wasready to go again. If only Dave hadn't let this sex monster move intotheir home. Reggie astutely read Christy's emotions. The arrogant, white bitchstill disliked being fucked by him, but not as much as first. She wouldget used to fucking a black man without condoms the more he forced her to. Christy tried ignoring the sensations. As Trevor washed away the dirt and grime from last night's unplanned exit he thought back to his c***dhood and of the times he would accompany his dad to work. Carl Smalls was the Branch Manager of the largest plastics manufacturer in the northeast. He was head of distribution and it was his job to control the shipments of the raw plastic that is used in everything from cups and plates to action figures. Carl walked in, travel mug in hand followed by his son. Is that Billy, he's still here?.