No orders were given, they knew their jobs.“Who you?” the tallest male demanded of me.“I ... I’m the owner of this house... ‘This house mine...��!”“Uh. Was. Now is mine!” he said as he strutted away. He left two women to guard me. One was old as the leader, the other younger and cuter, probably his and her daughter.Who the fuck these people were is a mystery to me. They appeared out of the dark that night and that’s all there is. The only thing I got out of any of them is that they came from far. "Well, I ran into Wendy today," he finally said when he didn't get a response."Oh, how is she?" Linda asked. "I haven't seen her in a couple of months." "She's just fine, actually she seemed very chipper. Maybe her parents are getting along better." I hope so," Linda replied. "I know she's been through a lot, and she's not the kind of girl who'd share much with other people."Steve held back a smirk. "I told her to come by sometime, and I think she's going to take me up on it." Do you see her. Although Nate was two years older than me we now found ourselves a year apart at school, with me in my penultimate year.I had adored my brother. He had always been my hero and permanently had my back when I was bullied. Nate took after my tough father and was a not a guy anyone was prepared to mess with. Nate could easily handle boys three years older than himself. I, on the other hand, was a real sissy-boy.Nate knew I was gay. This had come about a month earlier when he unexpectedly arrived. It made me feel very good and I told her she made me feel good. She told me that was good, she want me to feel good. Then she touched me inside, down there and I felt like I do when you touch me, but not the same.Her touch was soft and slow. But she made me feel like you do, again and again. She told me what happened was normal, it happen to many girls. But she said I should no tell you, that men not understand, ' Anita finished. [1] 'Well I understand and she is right, it is normal and you are.