"I put on my poker face but I somehow knew my mother could see rightthrough it. The box she was talking about had lingerie in it - mymother's lingeri..., things she was going to throw out, but I had rescuedand kept for myself. It also had some of her old women's magazines init, ones containing articles that helped me learn some of the secretsof being a woman. Stuff like makeup tips and fashion advice, things Icouldn't possibly learn as a teenaged football player.The stuff on the computer could. I lifted up offJohn's cock and Jack smacked my ass again and again. John must have likemy throat because he grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down onhis cock. Jack continued smacking my ass while John held me down. Icouldn't breathe and thought I was going to pass out when John pulled mymouth off his cock. I gasped for air and pushed me back down on his cock.This continued for awhile. My ass cheeks were burning and so were mylungs from being choked. John finally pulled me off his cock. ?What are you waiting for??Jason, incredibly, had recuperated, and dutifully got to work. He put his cock into Annettte’s vagina from behind and started moving in and out slowly. ?No, no, I want it harder!? Jason moved harder a bit.?Grab my boobs, milk me!? As Jason did this, he involuntarily become more excited by the touch of her boobs, exactly as she had calculated. He started pumping faster. ?Maid, come closer. I want you to go behind Jason and make him go harder and faster!?Jason looked. The thought of defiling her like that, of depriving her of the chance to grow up like a normal young woman merely to satisfy his depraved desires, made me shudder. And still... the thoughts, once planted, took root, and there was nothing I could do about it. On this day I had begun looking at Lisa in a different way, and I could see no way to change that. All I could do was to try and act normally, and hope that these aberrant feelings would fade with time. The next day, I went to visit with my.