It had just turned 12:00. It was Friday, so it was fine. I laid back and I felt something cold on the front of my panties. I slid my hand under my sho...ts and felt the soft fabric of my white panties, it was damp. Did I just get wet from my brother? I thought to myself. I felt disgusted of myself, guilty almost. It grossed me out and I turned my thoughts to Billy. I began to feel tired, so I thought that the shower could wait until tomorrow. I threw my shirt off, so I was just in a tank-top. I. ..Sweet fuck, my aunt now thinks I’m gay!“No” I told her, “It’s just that, young girls, well.....they’re just too girly, if you know what I mean”Oh yes, I think she was on my page then. “Would you just like Mrs Smith to come over then?” Aunt Sue asked, a small grin appearing. We both laughed out loud. We finished our cuppa and continued about as usual. I went outside to explore the garden, Aunt Sue busied herself cleaning and general tidying up around the home.When I went back inside, Aunt Sue. ”“I can’t fight my parents...”“No, but you can tell them the truth. What’s the worst that could happen, and is that worse than spending the rest of your life with someone that you don’t love?”“I don’t know that either,” he grumbled. “My father would be furious, my mother would be disappointed, my community might reject me. Maybe they would throw me out of the shoen to fend for myself in the wilderness.”“Are you sure they’d react that badly? Even if you pissed them off, your parents would still. She felt like she was going to come again when he wrapped his right hand around her neck again, only this time it was more firm and confident.“Monday morning. Come into my office wearing nothing but black lingerie underneath your jacket and a pair of black heels. Understood?”*Waiting for an almost entire week to see Connor was pure hell. Playing the part of a content, vanilla dutiful wife for Derek and the kids felt like torture; her conscience weighed heavily on her and there were times during.