’ He stomped into the bathroom to retrieve his clothes then quickly dressed. He smelled mildew on them, but didn’t care. ‘You’re going to have...some explaining to do. Most wives don’t care to have hubby gone for two days smelling like pussy.’ ‘I took a shower,’ he snapped, grabbed his dead cell phone and stomped out slamming the door behind him. ‘We fucked up.’ Jackie held Maria close. ‘We’ll see,’ Maria said blankly. ‘Jenny’s a pig.’ She spat on the floor then walked into the bedroom leaving. Worse than this, though, was every evening after dinner. Martina wouldhave to remove the pinafore, stand in front of Pamela and Whitehouse anddilate her vagina. Whilst doing this Pamela and Whitehouse wouldcanoodle. One time Pamela even gave Whitehouse a blow job.Martina would then be left to clear up whilst Pamela and Whitehouse wentoff to the dungeon. Martina would then be left alone.Martina knew what Pamela and Whitehouse were up to - they wanted tobreak her. But she wasn't going to break.. They kissed politely and embraced, before Ian showed her upstairs. Later that day, Victoria gave Ian his cue and they went upstairs together into the bedroom. She undressed him and stroked his errection. Pushing him playfully back onto the big double bed, Victoria straddled her man, whilst jerking him off, with one hand behind her, around his cock."So, you want me to dress you in nylon, then we have some fun, huh ?" she smiled sweetly.Ian returned the smile, enjoying the feeling of his sister. Not a wisp of hair there nor on his arms, legs, chest or armpits. He was as hairless as a little girl’s pussy.The second secret, one that horrified the lad, was that despite being puberty-hormone challenged in the manly hair growth way, his cock was doing just fine. What made that horrible for Victor was that he was totally ignorant of some basic facts of life and teenage development. He knew boys over 11 or so started growing hair in places like that, but he still remained smooth.But he knew.