I didn’t say one word.Right there in that living room … right there in front of Tina’s eyes and shocked horse-like face, I began to masturbate....I could see her struggling to come up with something to say, her mouth becoming a literal letter O as she fidgeted and looked around.“ What-the -FUCK?!! Something’s wrong with you on a serious level.”I didn’t say one word, I just continued working my prick and looking the shocked bitch right in her fucking eyes as I did it. She didn’t know this but I. He would relent and the 3 of us would get up in the top bunk and the shorts would come off. We’d enjoy 2 or 3 hours of mutual exploration, put our clothes on, and go to sleep cuddling. My Step-Father eventually put a stop to that citing our advanced age. Looking back, maybe he knew. After a while, all of this activity stopped. I was more or less a grown man by 14 and my older Step-Sister was worried I might get her pregnant if we continued fooling around. Kiana and I still messed around some. We are making their lives better, and forwarding our cause at the same time. This is as much a win-win scenario as I could ever imagine. Can you imagine a single person we treat would rather live in the grips of whatever’s troubling them if they knew the truth and could make a choice? Heck kid, this is the exact same argument you went with when changing Celia.”She had me. I folded my arms and said, “Fine. I guess.”“Don’t pout,” she said with a laugh. “It looks bad on you. I know you almost. It really didn't matter what I was going to wear because it wouldn't stay on long. I had a tank top and jeans on so that was fine. I checked my makeup and then headed over to his place. As I walked up to his door I wondered if anyone was looking at me. A white woman knocking on a young black stud's apartment door. He answered it and smiled as I walked in. He pulled me close and kissed me. His wide tongue sliding into my mouth. I pulled away and walked into his bedroom. He slapped my ass in a.