Mom worked as a domestic. She would go and clean other people’s homes, and she sometimes would bring her clients’ laundry to our house. For a wh...le both presented opportunities for me to enjoy sexy lingerie.Remember my k** brother was born when I was ten. I wasn’t old enough to stay by myself, and mom couldn’t afford a baby sitter for my brothers and me when she was out doing housework. When school was in session, it wasn’t a problem for mom. She would just take the baby along with her and. " She explained, her dark green eyes burned into mine."Um, I don't know what your talking about-" I nervously replied."You might be able to hide it from the other girls, but I know you're into some of that freaky stuff." Her face turned real serious."I-I- I got to get dried and go home." I excused and tried to walk away. She stuck her arm out, stopping me. She then stood infront of me, blocking my route."It's ok to like it though, we all have our dirty little secrets." She almost breathlessly. I went to the end of it and stripped out of my shorts and t-shirt then came out of the alley wanking slowly. They all howled with laughter when they saw me, some of them encouraged me, others shouted out insults. Three girls advanced to me menacingly so I ran back down the alley to get dressed. But the girls ran after me and caught up with me before I could get dressed. They threw me to the ground and stood around me, kicking me and insulting me as I cried out for mercy. Two of them dragged me. Having them all come into my life in one rush made my life overwhelmingly happy, but it was always a conscious decision as to how to divide my time so that none of the girls felt left out or overlooked. I was always conscious of their youth and careful with their introduction to many of the pleasures (and trials) that come with being a full adult member of society.But on the cruise I had only Paula. Of course, on the cruise we were undermanned and running twelve hour watches. And LeCroix had.