‘I ain’t goin’ back to jail,’ Jamie replied instantly and then helped himself to a lager from the small pile in the corner of the room. ‘Ya ...etter not,’ Tara told him. ‘And tomorra, straight down to job centre. Ya get ya-self a job, like?’ Jamie rolled his shoulders and snorted. ‘Yeah, I know. You’ve been mitherin’ me since I got awt.’ Tara screwed up her face but didn’t respond and walked over to get herself a drink from the pile of beer cans. Jamie celebrated his ‘coming out of prison’ with. "Yes, daddy. You're right."I walk slowly back to my room. The noises coming out of my mother's room fill me with guilt. I should stop. I should pretend nothing happened. I should do my best to forget anything ever happened.In my room, I see the drawer open and the panties are a ruffled. I remember that I made my dad come in here to bring me a pair. The image of his hands in them makes me whimper, and my hand slides down on me. I press with all my fingers over my pussy, faint shudders coursing. " As for my other modification, I've always had long pussy lips. Stone had grommets put in them so he can lock his pussy up. See?"Sarah spread her legs and shifted her hips so they could see her laced up lips. For a second, it crossed her mind that she should be embarrassed to show them the source of so much early humiliation. But now, the modification was a part of her. Besides, she was showing Stone's property, so it didn't matter to her.Both ponies knelt in front of her, getting a close look. "Never mind, Tom," she whispered in my ear. "I should be satisfied anyway, after what I did today."There was a nervous strain in my voice as I asked her what she meant.She let her hand lay in my lap as she continued to whisper in my ear."After you left for work I was feeling really horny, so I came downstairs, and put on that video we made, you know the one, where we had sex in that hotel in Barcelona. I pulled down my panties, lifted up my night dress and masturbated, thinking about you.