It doesn’t matter that we were exonerated, we are fucked, excuse the pun.”I smiled. “True, but at seventeen we have an entire life to show the w...rld that we are not sluts.”She looked at me over the rim of her round glasses. “Really, do you want to go there? We are sluts, you know it, I know it and half the staff at the castle knows it.”She did have a point there. Ever since our sexuality had awoken we had used the male staff for our pleasure, sometimes even having them watch us as we licked. Although they were both protective, Trevor knew when I needed a break. Mark would have no problem if all I ever knew were books. Mark loved me, but he just didn’t understand that I was a person and I needed social interactions just like everybody else. He couldn’t beat up every boy that talked to me. I think the way he treated girls when he was in high school all came down and affected me. He knew how boys could be, but instead of trusting the fact his little sister could take care of herself,. She thought he was being the good brother and pulling his cock away from her, but then he thrust forward again, his cock slipping within her grasp. The soap washed away with the water then and it wasn't particularly slippery. Matt moaned anyway. Bec released his cock, the friction bringing her mind back to where she was and what she was doing.As before, she quickly left the bathroom, throwing Matt a towel on her way out. She couldn't help but note to herself that as stiff as he was, he could. Now I had begun to realise all the money I had in the bank hadn’t stopped me being old and lonely. I was determined I wasn’t going to make the same mistakes again.The first place we went was full of weird outlandish clothes that I couldn’t imagine anyone actually wearing. After that we went into a very small boutique, you could tell it was going to be expensive as there didn’t seem to be many items on display and nothing had a price on it. You know the saying, if you have to ask you can’t.