" Mom, you're going to tell Dad?" Of course. He'll get so excited he'll fuck me all night." Mom!" Aw, come on, doesn't the old man deserve a treat?" Y...ah, I guess so. Just don't make too much noise. I don't think I can handle that."Suddenly, Sally became quiet and sullen. "Why didn't your father call?" she said to Bobby but mostly to herself. "That's odd."She picked up the telephone and dialed the number she had scribbled down, waited, and then poked in the extension. She looked at Bobby with. My love of sex even had me going through a phase of sniffing my own sisters dirty knickers while I masterbated.My sister Sophie, s*******n years old and very pretty, all my mates fancied her, still living at home with me.This particular day, It was the school holidays, I was at home alone, Muma and Dad were at work and Sophie has gone to town. I had layed in and had started to feel horny and had got out a porn mag and started to wank myself. But I needed a little something to help me along. I. After sitting I asked her what happened, she kept mum and tears start common out of her eyes I hugged her and asked what exactly happened why she is crying. Then she told me that she is feeling guilty what we did last night and then we talked on this for a long time. It was really difficult for me to convince her that what we did is not wrong but still in my mind and heart I knew that what we did or what I am asking her to is wrong but I don’t want her to go and I wanted her to be my woman.. He said I will get punished even harder if I lower my legs at any point.First he started his classic talk about how he hates me turning into a woman. That is for sissies. Women are sluts (he obviously had no good opinion on them - I blame my mother for that) and deserve the worst. He hopes that through this punishment I will get back to normalcy.What followed I didn't expect. It was a really long time since he last did this. The first hit with the nettle on my freshly paddled ass was like salt.