’ We start to passionately kiss, but before we get too far along I stop him. ‘Wait, wait, I got a surprise for you.’ I hope up and go over to m... bag, ‘Kiwi wine coolers!’ ‘Yes,’ he says grabbing for them, ‘Enough to make me tipsy, but not make me drunk enough to not remember…’ He leads me over to the bed lying me down, ‘Every…’ kiss, ‘little..’ kiss, ‘thing, that I’ma do to you.’ He starts to turn, so now I’m on top. ‘Hehe I like where this is going.’ I take off my shorts, and sit on his. "That's... kind of her."Poor dad, I thought. I knew that depression took all sorts of forms, butI hadn't expected it to turn my father into a septuagenariantransvestite."Look," dad said, leaning towards me in his chair. "Can you keep asecret?"I smiled. "Of course, dad. I won't tell a soul about your new, er, hobby.Don't worry." No, no," replied dad, shaking his bewigged head. "You don't understand.They're making me do this."He was right, I didn't understand. "Who are making you do what, dad?". He fucked me in the ass, and then stuck his dick down my throat. After he came, he threw me across a table, and beat me with a piece of cane, all over my back, butt and thighs. Then I was thrown back in the room to pass out."When I awoke, there was some food, and a bucket of water. I cried a lot. I was too sore to even move. There wasn't much light in the room, there was only a small window high in the wall. It was only large enough to tell if it was night or day. I was there six months, as. "No, Jerry!" Cindy cried and grabbed for his arm."Quiet, babe," said my friend. "Your brother might hear you." Cindy started to protest again but Jerry was already through her bedroom door... and she was following him! I've got to put a stop to this I said to myself but I knew I wouldn't. I was surprised Jerry had gotten this far with Cindy and I wanted to see more if I could. I crept to my sister's open bedroom door and listened to the sounds of kissing and heavy breathing. They were just.