I opened the fridge and saw a half full bottle of Gatorade. I chugged it down while closing the fridge and saw a note on the kitchen granite counter.... It was from Hank, I should call him right away.“Hey kiddo” I said into the phone.“Hey dad” replied Hank. “I just wanted to tell you I got rid of the test tube and poured the stuff in an empty Gatorade container. It’s in the fridge, I kept it cool just like you said. I just wanted to let you know right away before Lucy got home. Dad? Hello. My tits push out in delightful three layer cones. The three buttons at my collar are open allowing a decent view of cleavage. Cute, alluring even, but not trashy. He scans my tone and tan legs. Stops at my sneaker covered feet. Pauses, then slowly brings his head up to look me in the eyes. Gawd! he’s sexy looking at me like that. He shakes his head as if to recollect his thoughts but he never brakes eye contact. “Right then. Get your things. Your room is this way. Like I said. You may stay. And frustration to be sure. But not pain, and he'd forgotten her. He only remembered the girls who hurt him. "holy shit" he breathed in disbelief. "I DO want to be hurt" Yes!" exclaimed Sir as the room erupted in happy applause. Another loving squeeze from Mistress Gina, and happy, caressing hands on his head and shoulders from the other co-eds in arms-length. Their happy contact and support felt indescribably wonderful. A fluttering euphoria billowing out from his heart. Like weaponized true. I at the right end, my sis in middle & my younger brother at the left end, we were chatting & slowly sleep engulfed my younger brother & me, suddenly I got disturbed by something pulling, it was because during sleep, I had turned close towards my sis & my right hand was rubbing her ass, at that time she was wearing a frock inside it was skimpy panty, the frock had moved upwards, by which my full palm was on her big soft bun, I was enjoying the smooth touch, it went for around 15 minutes,.