I had crushed a mild sedative and mixed it into each of the girls' wine. They were soon giggly from the buzz they had going.After dinner, I stood and ...poke to them. "Girls, I want to ask you something. Have you noticed your mother has a "G" on her chest."They all nodded."That "G" marks her as mine. I want each of you to have the same mark. You will all then be permanently marked as mine. Your mother thinks this is a good idea too. Don't you Sandy"The teens all looked to their mother for. None of that stopped my regular job, acting. We were clicking, and we knew it. Ideas flowed thick and fast. We were getting things with a minimal of takes, and feeding off of each other's energy. I had more of a role now, and had gone from being attributed as "With" to "Also Starring" to just simply listed as "Starring". I was fourth on the list, with the main lead and Loretta first and second, and now had a split screen in the opening credits with the "chief baddy", who wasn't exactly the. Her tight ass is a bit big but goddamn sexy. One Friday morning I was sitting in my bedroom and reading a sex magazine which I got it from my friend. My uncle went on a tour as usual. Aunty called me and said can you help me? I have to go to the Groceries." I went down the hall to her room. She was standing with her back to the mirror, looking at it over the shoulder. All she had on was her black skirt and white bra.Aunty has got a pretty good figure. Her beautiful hair compliments it. She's. I needed to taste the fire that she was breathing into my mouth, at its hottest point. The part of the flame that burns white. I needed to taste the sweetness of her complete combustion. I wouldn't be denied. I closed my hands into fists around her damp, scented hair. She dug her nails into my chest and slowly closed her hand into a fist. I could feel strips of my skin being peeled and dragged under her nails. She sadistically grinned at the feel of my skin curling under her nails. Amber.