They would put me behind bars, and they could put me behind bars for what I did.”“Don’t worry, Francky. Catherine, the sexual things we did toni...ht, nobody should say a word outside of the house, because whatever the fun that you and I we had, society doesn’t see it this way.”“I understand. They just don’t have any fun in their life, so they wanna break others people’s fun. Like Daddy Francky said on his last one man show: “Get a life, loser, before you break mine.” They’re loser.”“That’s my. The minute dad would go off on his three week work stint mom would start rolling the men thru her room. About three or four a week. Very few repeats. This had gone on for as long as I can remember, so long that we k**s never thought too much about it. Mom was a very hot looking woman, young looking and petite so she had no trouble attracting men. One day my older brother took my sister and I to the actic to show us a small hole he had put in the ceiling above mom's bed. From the bed you could. So when she would start on one station he would work on another. With the walls being mirrored it was easy for each of them to see the other while they worked on their own exercises.While he had been supervising Debbie's training Mark had always worn a loose-fitting t-shirt and coach's pants. This changed when he started his own workouts. He almost never wore a shirt and his workout shorts were tight, stretchy and brief. It didn't take long into a workout before he was covered with a sheen of. The morning went almost normally. The only distractions were her constant state of excitement and the fact that she caught herself looking at the boys in her class imagining the size of their cocks. Every time this happened she was repulsed at her thoughts.As lunch approached Mary became apprehensive. She knew Lisa always had some disgusting, embarrassing activity for her in her lunch. When the bell rang for lunch Mary took her lunch bag to the faculty dining room. People had stopped asking her.