I was only a few feet away from all this action. I could hear the moans from of my papa and my loving amma. They must have assumed that I was asleep. ... held my breath and waited for more action. My father then untied the knot of ammas petticoat and slid it down her leg. Then he tore off his lungi. He then moved down the bed and put his head between my ammas thighs. I was unable to make out what he was doing there. Amma seemed very excited during this period. He started rubbing this place. Snap.Click.There was a pause, I don't remember how long, although it couldn't have been too lengthy – I was holding my breath the entire time.The heart monitor gave out its solid tone, flat green line running across the screen.My son was at rest.I made it to the hall before I collapsed.I lay curled up on his bed, while Sophie and Meredith packed Sophie's things. She'd be coming home with us – for how long, no one knew and no one cared. After that they would tackle Johnny's things – there wasn't. I certainly didn't see myself as anything less than a straight teenager. So a few weeks after my 18th birthday I had to travel to London to see some people. I got on my train, and settled down to watch my journey pass by through the window. I supposed I must have dozed off because I woke up to feel a hand between my legs gently feeling me up!! The hand belonged to a guy that looked in his late 20's. "You like that", he asked - as he stroked away - I couldn't help but get hard - so smiling he. I gave her another four in quick succession, two on each cheek. "T-tenn... Masterrr..." she sobbed. "Okay, that is all, pet. I will waive the five additional strokes. We are done. Now go stand in the corner like I said," I told her. She looked at me with tears running down her cheeks, but she obediently went to her corner. As she walked away I caught the glint of a shine between her lovely legs. I had to smile. "When the alarm goes off, you can come downstairs with me. Not a moment before or.