Flustered, I quickly made my way back to reception. There was a really hunky guy, about 30 or so, and a pretty girl in a skirt, about 20 I guess."Hi, ...ow can I help?" I said, trying to pretend I wasn't almost just caught masturbating. My cheeks were flushed."I'm John, I've come to donate sperm" he said, seemingly completely without embarrassment. His girlfriend gave a little giggle. I showed him to the donation room, and then realized with horror that I had left all the porn spread out on the. I decided to go in to my sister's room to see what I could find that might help me seek the revenge I wanted. I looked through her closet and around her bed. I didn't find anything in her desk and started through her dresser. When I came across her underwear drawer, I picked through her panties and bras. I remembered reading stories in Penthouse of people jacking off in to girls panties and bras, but figured my sister would notice that and I would be in even more trouble, so I quickly. The thick lines and violent shadings depicted herself, her mom, the pimps and scenes from her hellish life. Brutal but well wrought, the quality kept the eye inside the terror discovering unexpected beauty. Though untrained, a life of refuge in drawing in a city full of art fed her skill and her talent grew. Mother hugged the little whore, kissed her cheek and whispered, "Magnifique my daughter."Mother met us within a short time, always quick to bathe and dress when needed. She ate a croissant. "And just how do you propose to do that?" "How about this for a good start?" As she spoke, one of her hands slid to the back of his neck, pulling his head down to her soft and warm lips. Her mouth opened and her tongue darted inward, flicking and teasing in a most endearing fashion.Welcome home, he thought, as he returned her embrace. The feel of Rita in his arms spelled out sensuality, and sex to him. He knew this arousing bundle of woman more intimately than any other woman who had ever.