The face looking at me was one of the judges I had fingered as probably being dirty. Being right should have made me feel better but under the circums...ances it didn't for some reason."Mr. Nelson," he said. His look was more than a little contemptuous."High Judge Mathis," I grunted. He looked a little surprised that I recognized him. "Don't look so surprised. I already had you pegged as probably dirty in this whole mess." I couldn't see any reason to be coy. It was obvious he wanted the girls at. Whilst in the bathroom I decided to shower and as I was soaking my cock Collette came in and sat on the toilet for a piss. I finished showering as Collete was flushing the toilet and we discussed our recent fuck. She bent over so I could see the state of her arse hole. It was red, puckered and leaking spunk, soo horny.For the rest of that day Sylvie would smirk every time Collette or I entered the room. She even took our flirting a little further by "accidentally" brushing against. Brad inspected the damage knowing full well his sister was in deep shit. There was no way to cover up her crime, to hide the evidence. She led the way back into the house then fled for her sanctuary, leaving her brother alone.Their father would be home in an hour.He sat in his room thinking about what would happen to Morgan. Brad knew her life as a teenager was about to end, she was destined to be part of the house décor until she left for college. At 15½ she got her learner’s permit, but now. My characters’ names also are arbitrary. I was sparing with giving names to my characters on purpose. I chose common first names for everyone. In the cases where I felt I had to provide a last name, I simply used street names from the area where I currently live. My thoughts on erotic discipline fiction in general and influences on ‘The Wanderings of Amy’ I became interested in erotic discipline fiction when I was about 15 years old. At that time some of the censorship laws in the bookstores.