Kevin, my youngest brother, turned 18 in May and graduated high school with honours in June. He was the geek of the group, a do-gooder who was also a ...weetheart to his long time girlfriend Elly. He would rather read than go out, but he greatly idolized Adam, in an almost unhealthy way. Our Mom Cassie was 45 years old and still in amazingly great shape. She had always worked out and no one believed she had been pregnant three times. Her breasts sagged a bit, but she usually wore outfits and bras. I only see him when he comes and begs some money off Mama. I don't think he even has an address."I laid my hand on Piper's arm, telling her I was sorry. She smiled in appreciation. We soon pulled up in front of a well-kept little bungalow. There were people everywhere on the street and all of them were black. Piper was glancing sideways at me to see how uncomfortable this might make me. Little did she know that I grew up in a neighborhood much like this, a few more whites maybe, but the area. Her phone dings, and a photo shows up of a smooth, shaved labia. She ignores it.Down the hall, three officers of CCL are huddled together, planning initiations. Their names are Beth, Duni, and Sun.“The lineup was best,” Beth is saying. She’s a short, slim, sporty brunette from England, and she’s referring to an initiation in which they took all the pledges, stripped them naked, then bent them over and lubed them up before penetrating them anally with dildoes. The first girls to make a sound. Derrick stood and gripped the waist band of his shorts, pulling them down in one quick motion. His cock bounced up and hit his stomach with a wet thwack. Now show me how you were touching yourself, I said, walking towards him. He stared at me, a lazy smile playing at the corners of his lips, and he moved his hand toward his dick. A thick drop of precum oozed from the tip as he took it in his fist and started slowly stroking it. Faster. I growled. Derrick groaned and bit his lip, his fist.