We pulled up in his drive way.he ok opened my door for me such a gentleman.I forgot to tell you his name is ROBERT,but he likes Bobby he open his door...to his home,and there another one sitting on the couch bobby said this my older twin brother.who reminds me everyday he is the oldest by 3 minutes.he turned off the video game and tv and got up.he walked on me a kissed me on the lipps like we we were old friends.i stepped back that was a nice kiss,but do i know you?my name is brian.except for our. What freedom, you ask? I felt freedom from responsibility, from the need to worry about consequences or guilt of my dark desires. I can't remember a time when I did not desire him, for him to possess me, to own me. I have always been his. He has always been mine. O dear reader, have you guessed my dark secrets yet, the taboo of which I speak?I picture him in my mind as he is now, some 10 years later, instead of when we was young and not so innocent. Are kids ever innocent, even before we know. But when she turned s*******n while still in junior high school, she blossomed into a very stacked girl, which I think is why she is such a slut today. And I am thankful for that." Do you know how she lost her virginity?" It was one of her mother's boyfriends. When Sandi turned eighteen, her parents had a special private party for her consisting of her mother and dad, her older brother and her mom's black boyfriend. She said that prior to the party, her brother and her would fool around but she. "Do you like what you see, Warrior Slave Francine?" asked her Mistress, who admired this transformation herself, despite her continued hatred and desire to cause immense and unbearable pain."I thank my Mistress for making all this possible. I will fight for My Mistress until I fall dead. I would far sooner die than dishonour her! I am her Slave and Warrior for ever!" Fine words, Warrior Slave Francine! Let us see you live up to them today!"Then Frederica came out. Francine saw that she had been.