Plusmy two sisters made me there slave. Don't get me wrong I enjoyed it.Many days they had me dress them, yes, hook their bras and garters, pickout th...ir dresses, even wash their clothes.We were in the same bedroom so we all lived as girls, Mom said it waseasier that way. We could all wear each other's clothes.I think they did this to keep me under control, subservient to theirfeminist ways. Don't get me wrong, for some reason I enjoyed helpingthem dress. Many times they even let me wear their. That fuckin' itch was back.Right at the top of his leg, right where his balls rested against his thigh, it itched. Fuckin' itched like hell! Matt reached down with his free hand but he came up just short of the spot. The cast was too restrictive. He strained to stretch his arm longer. SHIT! Someone was touching his leg. Matt's eyes flew open and he started. The jerking of his body was painful."Ow - FUCK!" Oh God, I'm sorry Matt. I didn't mean to surprise you. I'm sorry. Are you OK?" No. I'm not. Tom." Tell me what happened while I was at soccer that pissed dad off mom?"She paused for a awkward length of time and I knew she did not want to speak of such things out loud."Slave!" Mom jerked as if hit, she was rather tense obviously."Your father asked me to deliver breakfast in his room... when I got there I found your sister bouncing up and down above your dad, fucking. He just said, 'set the tray there and get out', so I came over and poured the contents of the tray on the bed next to. She didn’t pick up, again!It was Monday, I went to the office as usual. I came back at 4 pm and freshened up. I turned on the TV and a car arrived. I went outside to check. It was an Uber and there I saw Buddi and her sister-in-law getting down. I went and helped with their luggage.My cousin sister introduced me to her sister-in-law as Ram, her brother. And she introduced her sister-in-law to me as Sureka. We both smiled and she went to the guest room.Buddi said, “Are you going out?”I was about.