I was not so naive as I pretended to be. I liked being Belinda's plaything. You see I was starved of close company and apart from my prim and proper p...rents visiting maybe once a week, Belinda was my only contact. One day she presented me with several rather strange objects.They were of different shapes and sizes. I had no idea what they were, but I soon found out because my carer gave me a practical demonstration. They were vibrating toys? Yes, it would be true to say that the black bitch. .. we, that is, Rhee and I, are now aware that Mom has an exhibitionistic streak, so it wouldn’t surprise me if she wants to love you in our back yard, much less in the Devlin back yard. However, I’m concerned that all the women in this family are railroading you into something that they ... er ... we want.”Dad, who’d kept up his slow loving of Mom’s pussy, said, “I worship your mother and would give her anything she wanted were it in my power to give. This expanded sexual relationship is. He looked me up and down then told me to turn around slowly. "I want all that hair around your cunt and arse shaved clean off before you go to bed tonight." I felt sick. When he had finished staring at me he told me to get down on my knees. As I knelt there before him the doorbell rang. I tried to get up and grab my clothes. "Stay where you are, cunt." he ordered as he headed to open the door. I heard voices. It was the taxi driver.The door closed and he returned. Standing in front of me, he. Di punto in bianco lo interruppi: "Scusa mi accompagni in bagno?" Lui fu sorpreso: "In bagno?" Io trovai una scusa per portarmelo appresso: "Sì, sai, mi imbarazza se poi magari la porta si chiude male o non si chiude proprio....se vieni a farmi la guardia alla porta!" Alfredo, felice di essere utile, tenendo presente che non aveva certo capito niente delle mie intenzioni, mi seguì come un cagnolino. Quando fummo nei pressi del bagno di gli dissi perentoriamente, un po' sottovoce: "Dai entra!".