Fir ek din mujhe ghar pe kuchh kaam hone ki vajah se tution nhi jaa paya fir agle din jab m tution gaya to bahar kisi ki bike ya scooty nhi thi mene s...cha ki shayad sab bus se aaye honge tabhi upar gaya or jese hi gate k samne khada hua to mam ki mom or dad baaher aaye or jaldi m nikal gaye fir mam ne bahar aake unhe bye bola fir jese hi unhone mujhe dekh vo shocked ho gayi or boli tum aaj kese aaj to mene sabko chhutti di thi to. Me: mam me kal nhi aaya tha so mujhe chhutti k baare m nhi pata. My stoned, but still very lucid thoughts were now rapidly turning to naughty, horny, quite depraved ideas... I knew already that I now needed to have some kind of chance sexual encounter.. preferably with a gay/bi randy old man or men (60+yo, or over) as this has always been my preferred type, even when I was a younger guy!! (I'm now in my mid 50s)... then suddenly, with the power of a lightening bolt to my gut.. It hit me..!!! There is an old, mainly abandoned, red brick Gents' public toilet. Both shin bones are crushed, but the surgery could be avoided, I know that from experience. She is in pain, but I do not care. Because I hate her."Doctor, give me some painkillers!" she groans and passes a trembling hand over her haggard face. However her makeup is not smeared, expensive makeup."My colleagues must have given you. You'll have to bear it. By the way, have you been drinking?" Well ... not much," she says, then looks at me timidly, like a beaten animal."I understand," I say. She. "No?" I say with zero conviction.It doesn't matter what I say anymore."Jenny?" she turns to my younger sister. "Do you want to wear thatnightie?" I hate it!" Jenny spits out immediately."Let's get it off," Emma offers.Jenny turns her back to Emma swiftly, offering her a perfect view of theclasp. In a moment the nightie is in Emma's hands."Go put on some pajamas," she instructs Jenny.The rascal runs into her room. With Jenny preoccupied she turns to me."You will put this on and you will wear all.