He is now like soft butter in my hands (apart from his cock)."Tina's Story"I always have boys who ogle me. They try peeking into my shirt and under my...skirts or they just stare at my ass. They look so cute trying to hide the bulge in front of their shorts or blushing when I stare back at them. You can't imagine what fun it is. I sometimes go with low cut shirts or with a few buttons open. Apart from soccer practice I try to wear the shortest skirts possible. The school principal started to talk. We got a bunch of shots of birds and squirrels in the trees. I mentioned, "Kim, sometimes a picture can be better not because of what you can see but what you cannot see."To give her an example I put my camera into review mode and showed her a picture I had shot where only the head of the rabbit could be seen. The rest of her body was obscured by a fallen log on the ground. The rabbit seemed to be inquisitively peering over the log to see what the noise was.I then decided to give her a lesson. If you ever loved Mom, me or Bobbie you'd stay away.'' I told him.I then turned around and walked back into the house, closing and locking the door behind me I didn't look back once.I passed the lounge on my way to the stairs, the television was off and the lights out. I flicked off the rest of the lights and made my way upstairs, I passed Mom's room and smiled, I couldn't wait to get in there. Even with Dad out the back I didn't care, that was my bed now. The bed I shared with her.I walked. No way ofbreaking out of there without tools, and I didn't have any. I couldshout at the top of my lungs for someone to tell the outside world whatwas going on, but then I might be returned to prison for the next fourdecades. I was certain that if I could get to a lawyer there was no waythe legal system would allow this to happen to me. Even if the UK courtsallowed it, there was no way that it would get past Europe. The problemwas how to get hold of one. I already strongly suspected that this.