"Again, if you please, Quincy."Lieutenant Quincy picked up the broom handle he had used before and whacked me in the ribs and kidneys a few more times... I hung from my wrists and clamped my mouth closed, trying to slow my breathing and ignore the pain. He finished with a blow across my cock and ballocks that nearly blanked my mind and brought up my supper."Now let's start again," the major said, "we know you're a spy. I've told you that."An hour or so later, with a broken tooth, bent ribs, sore. “You shouldn’t be looking at stuff like that,” Dad said, “he could be locked up for letting you in that room, he must be a pervert.”I laughed out loud. “Really Dad, and what are we then? Just look at what we’re doing.”He went red in the face but didn’t take his hand off Mum’s tits.“So you just wank each other, is that all,” Mum said.“No Mum,” l replied, “we started sucking each other off, he taught me that cum didn’t taste nasty and it felt so good when he sucked me off, much better than. "How long have you been watching?" Just a couple of days."He sighed, then looked me in the eye."You can look at it if I can look at something."My heart fluttered again, but I felt so relaxed when I peeled off my shirt to reveal my average-sized breasts. I stood there, nervous, only in my panties, which I now noticed were beginning to dampen. I shivered in the cool air as my brother's eyes stared at my erect nipples. I let him look a while longer before clearing my throat. He solemnly drew the. After what I went through with COVID-19, I’m glad I did not experience this illness, too. Fortunately, the fever has broken, and I seem to be well on the road to recovery. At least, I finished my school year before this happened and won’t have to make up for any missed classes over the summer due to this illness.My birthday this round is the same as before, date wise. In fact, this diary is a gift from my mother that she gave me a few days ago on my birthday, June 14th (Flag day). Yeah, I share.