You are a lesbian, aren’t you?”“I am not a lesbian.”“Prove it.”“Pardon?”“Prove you are not a lesbian.”“You know, you are the mos... disgusting, obnoxious person I have ever met.”“That’s a compliment coming from you.”I shook my head. I was gob smacked.“So, prove it.” He said.“I don’t have to prove anything to you.”“I think you are a lesbian.”“I am not a lesbian.”“How many men have you had?”“None of your business.”“None?”“No!”“How many?”“I’m not telling you.”“Lesbian.”“I am not a lesbian.”“Let’s go. The passion you and I wi) share is so insane and beyond this world and everything around us that Im not sure how to begin this story so let me try. We wake up in bed in eachothers arms and you say to me "Daddy, you wake, i love you so much I was dreaming about you last night, nigga hold me, hold these titties." I "Come Here nigga, you kniw I'm awoke, and you know daddy love you, shhhhhhit, I'uh hold them titties, oooh-weeeeh I got 4 long wide fat ass titties, wake yo ass up to Nigga you aint. I can be really bad and do some good at the same time. I can not believe I am doing this. I hope you don't think I am a slut,this is so unlike me. I mean I have only had sex with two men in my whole life. Come over here and lets get you all fixed up." She said as she lead me to the bed. Mrs. Thomas sat on the edge of the bed then laid back and spread her legs wide. "Here you go, slide in there and get your "V" card stamped." Mrs. Thomas said as she spread her pussy open with fingers. She was. His mouthbecame dry with anticipation, knowing that the tender young thing wouldsoon be his to do with as he wished. "Christopher doesn't look toopleased with what I've arranged," he said.Clara was little more than 5'6'' tall but she seemed to tower over herbrother. She glared hard at him and when she spoke her tone wasuncompromising. "He'll do as he's told. Call him Christine tonight,that's more girly than Christopher." She unfastened her brothers coatand pulled it off to reveal him in just.