But how do you build a rope-ladder? I knew how it looked and I had climbed one during gymnastics at school. But I had never looked how they were const...ucted. I had to go to the library.I soon found out how to make the rope-ladder and went back and made one. Now I was ready for my teacher! But since I was here already I decided that I should check on Debbie.As soon as I was there I knew I was in luck! There was a window slightly open and I knew that it was the window in Debbie's room. I quietly. What did surprise me was that her honest curiosity about us, the three of us, was even stronger than her suspicions. She had great faith in her boy, that he could handle himself. She was here to find out what kind of people would be influencing him. Particularly me."I'm pleased to meet you, Mrs. Turner. JT is a fine boy." God, did that sound as lame as it seemed?Diane sat across from us, considering her first words to me. She had apparently been here a while, or at least long enough to have. My mum then got some pink panties out of her pocket and forced them into my mouth, then used tape to secure them so I couldn't speak. one by one the neighbours came up to the fence and asked who the pretty young lady was, then my mum told them everything that I was her son that liked wearing her clothes and she was teaching me a lesson. they all laughed and jokingly told me off for being a bad girl. I was totally humiliated and had become completely submissive to my mum, I was now her sissy. As she started to push back onto the black cock, her daughter became even more mean and made her suck on the dirty plug that had semi prepared her for her anal shagging. She objected when it was at first offered to her to suck knowing that it was soiled with a light smear of her own back passage juices, but such was her own depravity that she parted her lips and took the short stubby cock into her mouth after being encouraged by both her daughter and assailant.As she lay next to her husband….