Wednesday after-noon, 5:30, Alan is home preparing dinner for his family, as 9 year old Alana comes in from her friends house, after doing homework wi...h her friend, and surprised that her Father is there cooking," Hi Mommy, OH! Daddy you're here!" And where do you think I'm supposed to be? and don't I rate a hello too?" he says teasing his daughter."Oh, Daddy, you're being silly!" She giggles."About you not saying hello?" he says with an arched eyebrow, and hands on his hips.Alana leans on the. "But I would still like some girlie to do it next time."For a while, she knew he would be quiet and she could get on with the housework. Once again, she wondered about her younger brother, he didn't seem as bright as he once was, not backward or moronic, just not as bright. She shrugged her shoulders and got on with the vacuuming, if a simple hand job kept him quiet for a few hours then it was a small price to pay.At fourteen, he was almost full grown and quite a big boy down below too."Can we. Both Steven and Peter were fondling the side of my hips as well. The gentle motion of the carriage made it even nicer."Sirs!" I protested, "You really ought not to be doing this? What will become of me?"Peter replied that I was in safe capable hands, (how could I argue with that one?). With that my dress was lifted over my waist and my entire bottom was nakedly on display to these wicked wicked men! I felt a hand push my back down a little and I bent forward. Then John, sitting directly behind. ‘No.’ She said. He was a stranger. A stranger that just walked into her home and drugged her. His cock was massaging her pussy and arousal was building up. ‘No, no, no.’ She said again. She struggled and tried to push him off of her. She kicked her knees, and twisted and turned, trying to roll off the couch. He grabbed the white cloth, mumbled something about the cloth getting dry and he reached for a brown bottle. While he was busy pouring copious amounts of chloroform on the wash cloth,.