She was mostly to be found in the living room. It was undergoing a reconstruction, but since there was no man in her household and she couldn’t do i... herself, she had to pay for a professional to do it. Andrea wanted to change the colors of that room to forget her past. At home, Andrea started her routine – undress, shower and TV. Sometime close to midnight, she would always crawl under the blanket of her bed and if she was in the mood – usually about twice a week, she would touch herself. In. Or anything."Glurg had no idea what she was talking about. But his penis was getting hard under his robes. Why on earth was it doing that? Years before, when he was turning from boy to man, he had learned that his penis got hard, and sometimes when he woke up in the morning there was this sticky stuff on it. But it had never gotten hard before when he was with another person.He was running out of ways to hide his ignorance. "Show me," he said."Show you what?" How this fertilizing should be. It went quicker than last time. When I came up the stairs to collect Mary, she told Mom, "We had such good luck finding money yesterday that we thought we would try some more today." Are you sure you wouldn't rather go on a Sunday drive with the rest of us?" Mom and Dad liked Sunday drives. I found them tedious."We're sure." The folks figured that we were old enough to stay home alone, especially if we were both there to keep an eye on each other."Here, you better take a key with you."Our. .Yes I want to be your whore." I said through my stiffled crying. "That's a good girl Chrissie." he whispered as he took two ice cubes from his glass and began to slide them gently across my red, welted,burning ass. He continued to apply to the soothing ice cubes to my tortured backside while he tenderly stroked my hair. After a while the pain inmy butt cheeks began to subside a little. I found myself beginning to purr like a contented kitten as he softly stroked my hair. He continued to sip.