“Yeah. Do you think I’m nuts, or that Ash is crazy, or that both of us are bonkers? I don’t want to do anything that screws up your relationship...with her – or any of the others.”“No, I don’t think your crazy. Do you think I’m crazy for loving two fifteen year olds and Marcia?” I didn’t mention that I was also getting very affectionate feelings for her. I hoped she could tell. I gave her a gentle kiss.“Of course not. I gave you my blessing after I figured out what was going on. You’re so caring.. I don't want to disappoint you, but I think this is the time to say it all."My sister now had a fork full of pancakes that she had crammed into her mouth. She continued chewing until she finally swallowed, took a drink of her coffee, and then said, "I wouldn't want you to try to work twelve hours a day, seven days a week. Beth and Gabby don't work those hours either. We try to alternate every night except when there are promotions. Last night was a little off the wall, and we all ended up. You willing to submit to my desires, eager to please, as your whole existence revolves around me. I am the piece which make you complete. You stand there in front of me; I see the look of longing in your eyes, a hunger, a need, a lust, you need me more than anything else. Nothing else matters, except me. I pull you towards me, my strong arms pressing you against my chest as our eyes lock together. My hand cups your buttock, moves around and then I move it inside the long skirt you are wearing.. ”“oh I’ve been doing it since I was 10. It’s amazing what a boy will do to feel like I make him feel.”“you mean you take money for it.”“ Money, presents I don’t mind.”“So my 12 year old sister is a prostitute, a whore.”“ I prefer cum slut, but yes same difference.”While this conversation had been going on Amy had been licking my cum from where she could reach and scooping the rest with her fingers, into her mouth. She opened and I saw her mouth full of my cum, then she closed and with one.