And look who's withhim." Steph stood and stared at the photo. In it Dad was raising a toastto Gordon. A younger Ch?rie was at his elbow and Mom by her...side too.The picture was at least three years old."Suffering fuck, Ken," breathed Steph. "You are a marvel." She sat downbeside me, still staring at the photo."They knew each other. What does this mean? Could she and Dad have beenhaving an affair before the divorce? Mom never said that she'd metCh?rie before." One thing it does mean Steph, is. ”“So,” prompted Linda, “he agreed to be put in chastity again…”“Right. That was two weeks ago. I haven’t let him out yet. He is climbing the walls! Right now he’s so docile that if I say jump, he asks how high. He’s my prisoner and a very horny one at that. He begs me every night to take it off. I keep the key hidden. And, of course, there is nowhere he can go to get it removed. I love it! He looks at me with those pleading eyes just hoping I’ll make him do something so he can please me and. There my sister got attracted to a mini skirt which she can wear for the parties.She said she would try it..She tried it and came out of the trail room to show it to my mom..My mom said it was fine.My mom noticed my horny look in my eyes and gave her more tighter skirt to her to try it. As my sister went into the trail room ,i thanked my mother and as no one is around us I slightly pressed her boobs.She pushed me and said “not now”.My sister came out.On seeing my sister’s panty line , my dick. ” What I replied I know not; I washed, dressed and got out of the house as soon as I could. When in the street, I was sick. I ran off, fearing some one would see me, got into a Hackney coach and drove in the wrong direction; then got out and went a round-about way home, fearing some one was following to upbraid or expose me. I scarcely slept that night for horror of myself, never went up the street again for years, and never passed its end without shuddering, have no recollection of having had.