The King was in poor health, and his son, Prince John, asked me to stay on a while longer. At least until they could find a suitable replacement. I ag...eed reluctantly.If I thought the PM and the King were bad, they were as nothing compared to my Sister.“Are you out to ruin me?” she screeched. “Would you reduce me to a tavern slut? Do you not know that Esther is the most popular girl in my House? She’s booked up weeks in advance, and we have made more on tips from Esther than all the rest of my. That I knew this would be a oneway non-reciprocated act also didn't deter me. I wanted that cock more thananything in the world at that moment. It was available. I wanted it and Iwas going to have it. Fuck self-image."Why don't we go into my bedroom? I think we'd both be more comfortable inbed."I didn't have to ask him twice. He got a shit-eating grin on his face andgot up from the couch. His cock hadn't diminished any and pointed outstraight, hard and proud as he followed me down to the other. Either way, it was prohibitively expensive and afforded the best views on the Island.After talking with Katy on the phone earlier, Natalie knew she would probably go to bed with him. She uttered a silent prayer, and then conveniently put aside any feelings of guilt. Maybe I'm just a common slut, she thought as she entered the lobby and approached the elevator bank.It was no surprise that he kissed her the moment he closed and locked the door behind them. He pressed her against the door, kissed. Nothing short of a nuclear explosion was going to wake her. I hung-up the phone after telling my mom’s partner that she was out of it until the morning. A chill went down my spine. My fevered mind when into overdrive. What else can I do to her without waking her up? It was a hard week and I was a healthy teenager needing relief. My hand came to mind, but a better alternative was lying in my mother’s bed unconscious. That very moment I decided to fuck my mom. I was so excited that I almost shot.