But she was smiling. In fact everyone around the table was smiling. ‘If she won’t marry you I will,’ little Amanda chimed in. ‘Mandy!’ her m...ther chided. ‘He’ll just have to wait a few years,’ Krissies s****r added. ‘Then you’ll be my s****r-in-law,’ my little s****r told her friend. ‘Shut up you two,’ my girlfriend warned as she slipped the ring onto her finger and then embraced me. ‘Remember you’ve got to promise to obey me,’ I teased after our lips had separated. ‘Yeah right,’ simultaneously. Rigby did not and now it bothered him. He didn’t know anybody he could ask about it. He wondered if there was something wrong with him.He had begun to figure out how the school’s adolescent society worked and quickly learned there were things you did and things you absolutely did not do. You just didn’t see things, like people cheating on a test or taking a carton of milk without paying. No squealing was the unwritten, number one rule. He knew there was a small group of boys who sneaked out of. That helped. A lot.* * *He sensed that his captor was distracted. Random and changing senses drifted to him entwined with the flow of physical sensations. He had fully relaxed and the sex was no longer painful. He concentrated on this information, watching it seep through the barrier from nowhere like a laser through fog. He expanded himself, moving toward the flow. He grew as slow as he could, not wanting to draw undue attention to himself. So small was his prison that he hit its limit within. "Um, I'll be back in a few," and I took off inside the house, up to my room where I closed the door, extracted a Penthouse magazine from under Dale's mattress, pulled my clothes off and got down to business.Oh, it wasn't long until I could feel a good cum headed my way when there was a knock at the door, and Lisa saying, "John?" as she opened the door.My heart stopped dead. I grabbed the magazine and put it over my rapidly-deflating cock as I heard my stepsister calmly say, "I see you found.