'Why don't you climb into the back seat and get some sleep', he suggested, 'this could be a longer ride than we thought', he continued.I undid my seat...belt and climbed between the seats into the back, not realizing I just gave uncle a good view of my crotch as I manoeuvred between the tight space, actually, it was not so much the view he would have seen in his rear view mirror, it was the smell from my crotch, I felt his warm breath on my cunny, as he turned his face into my bum, which was at. This of course got a few million questions…who is Mandy, Who is Becky...on and on…So there was a graduation picture from Sis that they had just done for their school of medicine class and I take it out and show everyone…to all the cat calls and damn Private, I need to meet your Sister…and I figure if I am going to get shit about how cute my sister is, might as well crush them all with the pic of Mandy and show them her picture too… My Squad Leader comes over and looks at Sis and then at Mandy. Does the shrimp-dick brown sissy have any questions?”“No, Sir. The shrimp-dick brown sissy will follow them all precisely.”“Who does the faggot bow down to?”“The faggot bows down to Superior White Men, Instructor Mike.”“And how does a sissy thank her White Master?”“By praying to his Tremendous White Cock, Sir.”“Good girl. Are you happy?”“Happier than I have ever been, Instructor Mike. Thank you again for all that you have done for this lowly sissy. I promise to always do as I’m told and. And his attraction to Ryo-Oki seemed undeniable; they made a cute couple after all.It seemed at the very least that grief and romantic tensions weren't his sole providence after all!Hell! half the time it felt like he, his family and friends were stuck in some cheap Sho'jo!The melodic tones which lilted gently rose briefly as a quartet of musicians a short distance away plied instruments that were at once curious and wonderful.Primarily drawing his attention was a massive stringed instrument..