#1, No photography of any kind#2, No asking for names or other personal details#3, Nothing that will result in injury or permanent marks#4, Heather re...ains veto power over everythingREPEAT: ZERO TOLERANCE”Heather had insisted that we answer the door, still naked of course. Jess and I held hands, looked at each as we took a breath and Jess said, “Here we go.”I reached for the knob and opened it. Outside were 2 boys and a girl, all Heather’s age. The guys saw us and began laughing; the girl put. Someone could have seen me, youknow? Of course, the wig was one hundred percent human hair. Which was alittle creepy.By now you must be wondering why I suffered through it all.I must admit, when we walked into the woods, I became excited.This was just like the old days. Just better.I forgot about embarrassment or my crossdressing.It was time for Witch Club.At that moment I felt connected with my sister again.It also helped that my big sister found the perfect location for ourlittle ritual. A. If seeing to my own sexual satisfaction because my husband won't makes me a slut then so be it."In the end she told me that she had no intention of not living in her own home so I could move in with her while Donny was still locked up. "But best you understand this Bobby, I am not going to make any allowances for you."That night I moved in what I thought I'd need. The next day was Saturday and I didn't have to go to work. I found out as soon as I got up what Cindy had meant by her "make no. I remembered Joel’s penis luxuriating in my mouth, I remembered how his little buns flexed and reflexed as he went in and out of my mouth while sitting naked on my chest, smiling that little devilish smile of his, and how good it felt, my dick at his hips and feeling the warm and lying naked with him after and exploring and kissing everywhere and he taking my hand and placing it on his head and he began to suck me off….. And that’s my story. I didn’t do it for him. I did it for me. I did it.