That was also the only time a man had been in my pussy. I hated him from that time forward, but I told no one about it. I was ashamed of my weakness.W...ile I was at college it was policy that each student had a different roommate each year. I was glad to stay in the dormitories for four years, with a different girl each year. And each of them was lots of fun. Oh, they weren't all lesbians like me, but they all loved sex, and we had a great deal of lusty nights together.After college I moved back. ”“Well, what's he doing now?” my wife asked.“The same thing he's been doing,” I said. “He's beating Becky in a game of chess and teaching her about the mistake she just made. How to read opponents and be better.”“Well, why is she doing that?” my wife muttered. “You know how Becky was acting weird earlier this week.”I nodded.“Well, she suddenly found herself attracted to him.” My wife shook her head. “I thought it was normal. You know, some infatuation. I told her she had a choice, to be. "Megan I will select a suitable mate for you, maybe a nice business man like elder Brown" mom said with a smile."Mom he is an old man! No way! I would rather you gave me to Ryan! Ryan can not take his eyes off my breasts or butt!"Dad stunned Megan, without missing a beat he turned to me. "Ryan your sister is now your sacred vessel, I give her to you, after she has a baby you must seal yourself with her!" Dad had always had a temper and he never backed down to a bluff.Megan screamed "no" and ran. ..foundations, eye shadow, mascara,blush, lipstick, nail polish, the works! Of course, I was a good sport andput up no resistance. In fact, I enjoyed it. Maybe that's why the girls likedme. When finished, I had the face of a beautiful girl! Then my friendspounced on me and went to work on my hair. It was just long enough for themto arrange into a girlish style with bangs and a few curls. The hostess, Pam,pretending to invite me upstairs to show me something, took me to her roomand persuaded me.