The whole of Julia's year is missing."I realised they were and frowned uncertainly as Sylvia added waspishly."They're probably tied up with the sissy ...eception thing. I notice allthe prefects are missing as well."This observation convinced me that Sylvia might be right. We also bothnoticed that the second year sissies were particularly nervous whilstserving out the food or the senior girls had been delegated to the buttplug control roll. I noticed both Victoria and Sophia fingering. On top of everything else, I just couldn’t deal with this. “This isn’t my bag.” For a few brief moments I considered abandoning my luggage and just going without for the festival, replacing everything later. The festival was clothing-optional; there isn’t a lot I strictly had to have. Giving up that dream, I faced the long, expensive trek back to the airport and back to the camp ground. The driver was happy to tell me of the plans he’d already had to cancel to pick me up. He wasn’t upset, we. After that, I'd grown increasingly bold in showing it off to her. Chasing that lustful glance she'd given. She'd rewarded me in turn by showing off her body for me and teasing me more often.She took to leaving her door open when showering, and afterwards would often spend long periods of time lotioning her naked body in front of the mirror. She'd pretend she couldn't see me peeking from the doorway in the reflection, but she'd always wait for me to finish jerking off to her before she'd go into. My parents are out for the evening, so I figure now is the best time to do it, just in case anything happens. Both my sisters are out as well, but know I’m here and what is going to happen. At first, I begin to stumble, trying to explain what has happened. Both Rose and Matthew watch, letting me make a fool of myself. I try to explain the best I can, though. It’s Rose who cuts me off, “Jack, stop, stop, listen. We both know already. Do you think we don’t talk? Don’t worry about it. We both.