He said 'you are going to fuck yourself with that tonight'. I looked at it for a few moments and thought 'no, that will never fit inside me'. I told...him it was too big, he laughed and said I would just have to use lots of lube. I told him it was made of wood and I would get splinters. He stopped laughing and asked me if I was gong to disobey him, I said no, I would never disobey him. He said 'wrap cling film around it so you don't get splinters'. I did as he said. 'Now take it to your. I would stand in the entrance of the kitchen with no shirt on and basketball shorts that barely concealed my raging boners. With more and more time that passed, my behavior became bolder and more obvious. She would do things like pretending to be looking for food in the fridge and would stick her ass up in the air. Giving me a full view of her best asset. I would respond by pulling my shorts down and playing with my cock right behind her. One night I was laying on the couch watching TV in. It was an ambush at the last meeting that forced me to agree to the betset forth by my sister and her girlfriend. If the club signed up twentynew members by the deadline three days away, I would wear a costume oftheir choosing. I felt backed into a corner by everyone else eagerlyegging me on. The fact my refusal would have cast me in a bad lightensured I couldn't refuse and they knew it."We didn't set you up little brother," Tori said as she walked back intothe kitchen while smoothing out the. Celia had told us, or rather she’d told Zoe who then told me, how many times she’d been to rehab, and the success, or lack thereof, she’d had. Her grandmother had probably received a call about picking up her granddaughter many times before and had jumped to a conclusion, helped along by Celia’s lack of detail.“How about you see her for yourself,” I said as I led her into the living room.Celia was seated on one of the couches, beaming as she saw her grandmother and holding Zoe’s hand. Mrs. Keen.