How are you?". My wife grinned and shook her head."I'm sorry but your s*s is asleep in the bedroom." Kathi told me that was okay she just had some...things to get off her chest. Being the understanding brother in law and having had a thing for Kathi I said that was okay and listened for the next ten minutes as Kathi told me about her problems at work and at church. The whole time I was fucking her sister and we both were grinning.I call her Chatty Kathi for a reason. She doesn't know when. Gabriel had been taken aback by the mans eyes. Such an enormous man, scarred and gruff, to have such breathtaking eyes. The Queen was almost as tall as her husband. She sat, ramrod straight on her bejeweled throne, ankles crossed, hands clasped in her lap, eyes straight ahead. Queen Dionysus was not meant to marry King Ansell. She was old enough to be a grandmother, married to a man half her age. Her auburn hair had long run to gray, was braided in an intricate braid around and behind her. She hands me a paper that is not entirely flat as those I have held before, this one has parts that have been pushed out slightly.“Look at it,” she says. When I do I see that one place has my name, the new name she has told me I will have. I cannot read all, but I think this may be the paper she has told me is to be sent to me. I ask if this is so.“Oh, yes,” she answers. “It’s your birth certificate, the one I sent off for. It’s the first step in making you legal.” She makes kiss with me. "I must look a mess." I took my lipstick andmy make-up mirror out of my clutch purse and carefully and sensuously,for Bob's benefit, applied a fresh thick coat of lipstick. I'll doanything for my fans," I said as I took Bob's cock in my hand again. Itgave a twitch of appreciation and I stroked it tenderly. I can't get overhow natural it felt for me to be saying my lipstick, my make-up mirror,my clutch purse -- and my boy friend. What the hell was happening to me?"I have to talk to my fans.