" "I'm not going to tell," I assured her. "Daddy said I wasn't s'posed to tell anyone or I'd get in trouble." "I'm your brother, you can't get in trou...le from me." "He sometimes rubs here between my legs." Her hand went down to her crotch to demonstrate. "Does he hurt you?" "No," she answered slowly. Her cheeks blushed. "It feels okay, I guess." "I'll bet it does." I was totally blown away by all of this. I never would have guessed my father was m*****ing my little sister. Maybe that explains. The sissy is carrying a tub of Vaseline. He sets the Vaseline on a shelf and moves a couple of mop buckets toward the rear of the closet. Then he unwraps the towel and folds it in half and lays it on the concrete floor. A closer look reveals that he is wearing red lipstick. The black pimp comes up close to the naked sissy, cupping his small heart shaped chin in his large hand and says a few words before stepping out and closing the door. It is just after 6 p.m. Between now and 10 p.m. the sissy. Every now and then they would indulge me and I would wear their panties during sex. One thing, I work out but for some reason my tits started getting rounder.One day 2 friends came over we got stoned and they found a pair of my GF's sexy panties lying around. One of them asked if they were mine and I said no. The other said, "I bet you look cute in them you little sissy." Come on guys, you know I have some hot cute girl friends. Yea, we know one of them and she told use about your fetish when. We were relaxed and refreshed. We’d had some great sex overlooking lush forests on one side and overlooking the Pacific on the other. It was wonderful. I was a lucky man. Our life was satisfying, stable, and there wasn’t much we lacked in almost any sense. Nevertheless, I still had a small but empty place inside of me. I still had that what if feeling. For a long time the memories of Simone had not been near the surface. But they had arisen just as we’d left for the vacation a couple of weeks.