She didn’t know what to think. For all his threats he had never actually hurt her, he was actually somewhat gentle. He smiled into her eyes, “I’... not going to hurt you, sweetling,” With actions directly contrasting his words, he raised the knife to her throat. She stiffened and jerked away from the knife. “Hold still, I just want to get you out of these wet clothes.” Starting at the top of her bodice, he slid the knife down her body, effectively cutting the remaining tatters of her dress into. ................Weeks went by and everything became a daily routine. I flirted with Chrisevery chance I could get. He just laughed it off, but I knew what he wasthinking "If only she was older."My parents came a lot more and stayed for some of therapy sessions. On thedays they were there Ms. Banks didn't have to teach me how to be a girlbecause it would have been a hard thing to explain why she was teachingstuff I should know.One day I had a short session with Ms. Banks, she said I was. Both of the women gasp in sync as he slowly slides his oily finger into each of them. He is licking my balls, then my cock as he works his finger into each of the women. I have a full, thick nine-erection as I watch him sliding the full length of his fingers into the women. His lips and tongue on my erection with two women watching is magic. The vibe as three of us, two women and a man, watch in the mirror as another man is pleasuring all three of us simultaneously is something Sarah and I had. It took a few minutes but as the coffee smell filled the room Tiff slowly started to come round, she looked up at me focussing her eyes, “Oh morning sir” she said in a soft sleepy voice finally seeing who I was, “Where’s mum?” she asked and I had to explain that she was downstairs with my sister, Tiff giggled and thanked me for the coffee as it was just as she liked it, milk and two.She shuffled up the bed to sit up and grabbed her coffee, her little beestings looking sweet and her nipples, OMG.