I sat alone with my Scotch and thumbed through the manual. After a long and boring night, it was time to go to bed. I took my pill and turned on my si...e to go to sleep. A few minutes later, Laura came in and snuggled up.She whispered, "I love you, Bradford and I can't stand for you to be alone. You'll just have to hold me if I cry again."I held her in a tight hug and pulled her mouth up for a kiss. "I love you, too, Laura. Try to sleep, but cry if you must."The pill was effective and I slept my. “To get my brother off,” I replied with a smile.My brother has this condition - it runs in the family, actually. Mom is the only one who doesn’t have it, but she’s such a stupid slut that she’s always happy to help out the rest of us who do.See, everyone in my family has to get off like ten times a day. I don’t know exactly what happens if we don’t, but I know it’s bad. That’s why I let my Dad fuck me whenever he needs it, and that’s why Mom spends most of her stupid slutty time wrapped around. I looked up at him, and he smiled down at me. He ran his hands down my torso, and back up again. He cupped my breasts in both of his hands and began kneading them. I let out a small moan, grinding my ass back against him. He turned me around very quickly, and pushed me back against the shower wall. The hot water beat down on us as he bent down to squeeze my ass with both hands. Before I knew it, he lifted me off of the ground and roughly pinned me against the wall. I smiled at him and wrapped. " What makes you say it wasn't some form of self-pleasuring gone wrong?" Look at the cuffs. They have been welded shut. Whoever did this, didn'twant their victim to escape. Do we have an idea of the identity of thevictim?" It may be Wendy Marles. Or that is the name this unfortunate personwould go by. She is a tgurl, or so she claimed. Frequents the main LBTQclubs and bars in the area." How can a he be a she?" This was from one of the new recruits, who hadbeen brought up in a strict religious.