It was a big joke among the men and I'm pretty sure Dad knew about it but just didn't give a damn. You might add vacuous to the list of Mom's characte...istics.We weren't physically abused or anything. Well, at least not much. We had pretty much what all kids had except that our folks seemed like they were counting the days until we were old enough to live on our own and they could be seen to have fulfilled their parental responsibilities. The time I'm thinking about, we'd just turned fourteen –. (I now had proof she was a real blonde).Tracey walked to me and kissed me slowly. Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth and I responded passionately. My cock was again becoming hard and my hands began to explore her lovely body. As we kissed I felt hands undo my trousers and begin to lower them. Dave’s hands ran up and down my legs and stoke my thighs. I loved the feel of his rough hands on my skin.Tracey’s hand released my hard cock as I slipped my finger into her wet pussy.Dave was now. All the information the man had said was true. No one but close family knew any of this! "Ok, say I believe you, why in the hell are you here? Sneaking around the computer mainframe?" Derrick took another deep breath so far so good, "I have been collecting evidence sire." "Evidence? For what?" Gregor said a look of serious doubt on his face. "About a traitor that is hiding right under your nose sire. A traitor that I was so shocked to find that I had to do far more digging before I could. What was I doing? All those years entirely captured by Kathryn's beauty, the years of adoration I'd shown Helen. My phone vibrated.I was outside, waiting shyly on the pavement; my cock hardening. A car pulled up, it’s indicator blinking fast. The warmth of the car hit me as I entered and I suddenly realised how cold it had been. The car smelt odd, it smelt of a man - I repressed my disgust so immediately, that I’d only realise it later.With more authority and self-possession than I'd ever.