The girls were all over for pizza and a movie Tuesday evening. Brandi had started to open up to all of us. She was a different person and seemed genui...ely happy since we all made love to her. The movie had just ended when Brandi asked. “Girls, is it okay if I have Jay to myself tonight? I won’t get to see any of you till next week, and just want to have some one-on-one time with Jay.”“Sure, Brandi,” said Connie. “I think the rest of us need to finish packing anyway.”All the girls agreed and. .very gently.? When she notices youwill ask, no, beg her, if I may...how do you Americans say it? Stick my hot dogin your bun.? Those exact words, do youunderstand, Carleen?" Shenodded fearfully and said, "Yes sir". "I'mnot your sir.? It's Mr.? Wolf to you.?Now go." Admiringhow the rigid triangle of her bound arms contrasted with the sway of her hips,the Wolf watched her move off towards Nikita. Hehad PINGED the attendant.? He willpatiently wait for PONG.? Not toopatiently though.? The phantom. Isuppose as it is with most children who suffer from this "affliction",(as I viewed it at the time) I thought I had the best kept secret in theworld. Only with hindsight as an adult did I realize it was the best keptopen secret in the world! The taboo subject never to be talked about inmy presence, but no doubt a topic of conversation discussed in myabsence. Looking back as an adult minus my childhood naivety I nowcomprehend all the innuendos and subtle mickey taking I received from mypeers. I noticed that Mom's car was gone and wondered where they might be. Once inside the garage I bashed my slippers outside to remove any sand and then closed the door. Then I went to the washer and dryer and stripped my clothes off. Dad had a clean short sleeved dress shirt on a hanger, so I borrowed it and put it on. Dad had a little work shop behind the garage; the door was from the garage and I could see a light under the door and some noise from inside. I knocked on the door so there were no.