The Evil Room: A story about how I and my wife became drawn into the evil sadistic things a Satanic Witch cast her spells and potions to get us involved in it.
She’s Lascivious Livia, a charismatic, voraciously bisexual stage magician and hypnotist with an irredeemably cheesy sense of humor. He’s Marcelo Ambrose Knight, a handsome pickup artist with a dominant streak and a heart of gold. In an age of legwarmers, VHS, Aqua Net and valley girls, they’ll team up to create the most erotic, glamourous and outrageous (and the only) traveling adult variety show the world has ever seen! (There may be a wee smidge of fighting crime along the way.)
Our parents worked late. My hot, seventeen-year-old sister, a real tease to my friends, was in my sex fantasies. I was fifteen, super horny and happened to sport a big, nine-inch cock. I jacked three to four times a day. (Oh, to be young.) Seeing her parade around the house in just her thong panties and midriff tee-shirt was more than a young teen could handle--even if she was my sister. I will detail how I found myself crossing the line, doing things no parent should know about.