We cleaned up and went into Piazza Navona and blew a hundred euros on very little. Its so fucking dear. Sylvia was still on a monumental high. She was...hinting that we would be at it again soon with a smile on her face. I was worried again, could I perform like before...I doubted it We had a walk around, then went back to the hotel and had a drink in the residents lounge. A couple off our flight were in there and we joined them for a nightcap, which, thankfully, took her mind of wanting sex.. That's my good bish." something aboutthe way he called me a good girl fed me. i craved his approval. i had tohave it. i rolled over on top of him, my stockings, garterbelt and pantiesrubbing against him as i manuvered into a reverse cowgirl position. " i'myours, baby. mommy/daddy is your plaything. i want to make you hard andhappy, anyway i can," i said, purring, "mmmmkay poppy.....i'ma be your hotlittle ho!" i was shocked that the suit had somehow changed my voice. itwas soft, it was. Mai sahar se dur form house me rahata hu meri famile me six log hai,mai sabse chota hu,meri do sister aur ek bhai hai dono sister badi hai ,mai jab chota tha tabse mai meri badi didi ko dekhta tha, wo top less thi eur uske boob bade bade the 32 ke honge tab wo 1st year me thi,aur tab se mai usko dekhta tha uski gaand etni mast thi kia batuo ,mai didi ko yad karke muth marta tha aur mai soch rakha tha ki usko ek din mai jarur chodu ga ,per kabhi muoka nahi mila use mai hamesha khurna aur uske. But she was angry and upset. Mother bear mode activated. Dont talk about me like Im not here I said. Im the one with the bruised rib. I want something to be done. Fine my father muttered before wandering into the kitchen. We filled out some paperwork and the cop left. My mom and I sat there in silence. I knew the question that she wanted to ask. I had skipped over my answer to the principals question about whether or not I was gay but the answer was obvious. I had to do it. Mom&hellip, Im gay..