I remember for first few months my father tried to stop sleeping with me and touch me. But when mom decides to I dress as a girl he got excited and he...was using of any chance to have sex with me . One day we go to our garden in countryside for weekend my father wanted me to help him wash his car. My mother and sister seat on a bench in garden and car was about 10 or 15 feet away from theme . First my father wet me I was wearing a big size very thin T-shirt and no bra no underwear. He told me to. But it will be interesting to see just how far they are planning to go," I replied."You got a point there," Denise said. "I hadn't thought of that." Well, we'll know in just over a week," I said. "Oh, by the way, what do you think Bobby and your mom would like for Christmas?"Denise laughed out loud. "Oh, so you've been asked to 'revise your Christmas gift list' too?" The very words," I chuckled, "or very nearly. My dad said 'adjust'."Denise came up with a couple of suggestions which were most. I’m so sorry, Lace.’ He apologized again. Lacie could see the agony in his expression, and she knew her anger hurt him more deeply than if she had outright stabbed him. Despite her anger, despite her fear and the confusion whirling in her mind, her heart skipped a beat when he called her ‘Lace’ Something deep inside her realized it was the first time he had ever used her nickname. Turning, Master opened her door and left her room, gently closing the door behind him as he vanished into the. He stood up and Sally wanted to scream, “No, don’t stop.”“Next Saturday I am going to fuck you. You are to answer the door naked. I will be here at nine o’clock. He saw the look of bewilderment on her face. “Is that a problem?”“No. Naked. Nine.”That night, in bed, she masturbated thinking of both him eating her that night and his promise to fuck her the next Saturday. It was no better at work, her mind constantly went back to last Saturday and next Saturday. Her boss told her if she was ill she.