.? I mean, I can drop you off back at the house, you can just tell him whatever you want and…?’ ‘That won’t work, Donnie would know. He wants ...e to bring home a..’ She blushed furiously at that. ‘How would he know…? Oh.’ OK. One of those guys, I had heard of them. ‘You mean, you really want to?’ ‘Uh huh.’ We went out to my van, got in. This was something that I had never run into in my entire life. Let’s face it, a musician, up on the stage, woman watch and listen. Most of the time, I could. " He agreed. "But that does not mean we should treat her that way. I trust you at least welcomed her to our family?" Of course I did. She is my daughter's mate after all." Carathaya replied."Good." He said as he once again looked to Cynthia, who was clearly uncomfortable with being the current topic of discussion. "What my sister says is true, Cynthia. There are Dizyntk here who will bear you ill will, but you are now part of our family. Ours is one of the more respected families in our House. I was so fucked!************I guess it was bound to be my fate, though. I've always been a wimp. I wasn't a sissy until high school, though. Sure, I'd always been a loner who never stuck up for himself, but it wasn't until my sophomore year that things changed for the worse. Or better, depending on your point of view. Even 20 years later, I'm still undecided on that point, but I can still remember the day it all started.I was sixteen years old, with a terminal case of raging hormones so. "Ok, I'll go!" the girls gave little jumps of joy, as Emily, grabbed the bag and went to her bedroom to get changed. Her friends had taken her a black satin corset, with lace trims and a skirt matching it that only managed to cover her big, round hips. She had a bit of trouble to fit her big breasts into the corset, but the final effect was astonishing. She put on some black silk stockings attached to a lace garter and of course, similar shoes to those her friends were wearing. She left her.