." Her words disjointed, the dark rings under her eyes suddenly more pronounced."Very well, go chose something to wear from the make-up room, then get...yourself a shower and sleep, you can use the bed in the dungeon." I smiled, "I'll wake you later, when Zoe arrives. Go now, or go home." Dee nodded her head, then walked from the room, leaving me with a fresh disaster area and fresh coffee. I opted to clean first, whilst the mug cooled a little, deep in thought.I could of course have simply. Thesound slowly left her lips."Just remember, that's all." He turned and was gone.A minute later the middle-aged lady had caught up with her."Here let me help you, are you alright?" Yes, I'm fine" Sarah got up although her legs were still shaking. Sheleaned against the wall and coughed trying to be sick again but failingwith more pain welling up inside of her."What was it, a mugging? I couldn't really see," the woman askedpicking up Sarah's bag."Y Y Yes, he tried to take my hand bag," She was. Often we talked for long hours into the night without any rivalry, especially since our parents were overseas. We had both inherited my father’s small stature and smooth skin. I was short for a boy, and despite several hours in the gym a week, had never grown any muscle, leading to a slim physique. Lastly, since I pretty much never grew hair below my eyebrows, I had resigned myself to remain my effeminate self. Why should I worry about something I could not change ? My little sister was. They all followed me home.They all received my cumshots.As time went I had met most of the people living in the house. When wanking over the panties or bras I was trying to imagine who used to wear them. That sexy milf on the third floor? That business woman on fifth? That black woman that worked night shifts at the petrol station? Or the daughter of the bus driver on first?There was one girl, or rather a young woman, about my age, which I used to meet. We'd say 'hi', like most of the people.