The nib of the fountain pen bit into my skin with every stroke--I would not be surprised to find that she cut me--I hope that is not the case--I would...not want to be permanently marked by her.Finally, she let me go. "There," she said, smirking. "If he won't sell you to me, at least you can bear my initials for a while. Would you like to see your new adornment?"Not waiting for me to answer, she produced a mirror and showed me the peacock blue monogram she had inscribed on my flesh.Putting away. Her hands were trembling as she fished the leather through and released the restriction. I wasn't sure but I think she actually ripped the hook opening my pants. She straddled my legs and grasped the top of my pants and tugged and tugged until my pants were around my ankles. She started laughing when she noticed I still had my boots on. Well, so much for not breaking the mood.I assisted in untangling the pants and pulled off my boots. She then pushed me back and began to remove my boxer briefs.. There are not them many men who would turn down someone like Penny. Do you want to come around for tea tonight? It’ll be around sixish, you can talk then.”“Okay! That sounds a good idea.” I said after some thought, then asked, “Do you want me to bring some wine?”“Judging by your knowledge last night, I reckon that’s an excellent idea.”“White alright?” I asked, knowing they both preferred white, but not certain what was on the menu.“Yes fine.”I felt more than a little relieved at our. Now at this point I must explain that the story was true in as much as she does share her body with both her son and his wife, the piercing is true and the sisters and Charlotte `s games with the boy are true but the lesbian part, with the older sister is just wishful thinking and it is the spur to this part of the story. As I said spur of the moment thinking had her E-mail the unsuspecting older sister with a copy of part one of the story, and it prompted a terse text that just said `1pm.