I just shook my head, stood up, pulled down my briefs and kicked them off entirely. Now with my prick pointedly standing fully out in front of me. How...ver this time, I made no attempt at either covering, or retrieving my shorts either. Standing there, looking at my three sisters looking at me, was starting to turn me on. And even more so when Stacy likewise absentmindedly reached up and fingered her nipple for a second until she realized she'd just done so. Almost shamefacedly putting her hand. I opened the door feeling a little spooked by Peps behavior. I guess you can say its my fault that hes acting like I am his sexslave all of a sudden. You see I love to watch pornos and masturbate. The kinkier the porno the better. Some days I masturbate three or four times a day and Im still not satisfied. I surf chat lines and dating sites and participate in a lot of phonesex. Mike doesnt know this side of me. He wouldnt understand. Sometimes, if I had too much to drink, I have to send Mike. I think he was smiling, but it was more of a leer, as he looked me upand down, taking in my somewhat sexy attire.He was breathing heavily, for some reason and all he could say, inbetween gasps, was 'wow.'Ah well, I thought. 'In for a penny.'I went to get the leather coat that Sheila had given me for tonight andwent over to the door.'Shall we go?' I said in a squeaky voice.'Of course my dear,' He said, finally finding his breath.I walked downstairs, trying not to fall over and break my ankles on. And also, I’m now way less sensitive to pain than others. I mean, I still feel it, but my body has stopped seeing it as something unpleasant and simply registers the fact that it’s there. One could argue this may not be such a great thing, after all, as pain is necessary for our self-preservation, but so far this has been working out quite well for me.Oh, and there is one more thing, and I’m not quite sure how to put it without it sounding a bit silly, so I’ll just say it: I am very, well,.