"There's no..." He took Brenda's arm and carefully examined it, a look of almost shock on his face."The other arm is the same way. No scarring at all.... She had a mole on her throat, but it's gone too," Carla added.Harris turned back to the computer and brought up another picture. The mole was clearly visible."There isn't a blemish on her body," Carla said. "Nothing anywhere."Harris again ran his hand up and down Brenda's arm. "This is ... amazing. I've never heard of..."Fred looked the doctor. ." Anybody who'd let you make love to her couldn't be much of a lady!" Now, that's no way to talk about your sister... "Sister! You... you mean... Wendy?" That's the only sister you got, ain't it? Unless you're referring to the N.O.W." I don't believe you. You're lying!" Jill insisted."Oh yeah... Hold on a minute. Hey, Wendy, want to talk to Jill?"When Wendy picked up the phone she got the familiar buzz of a disconnected circuit. "She hung up," Wendy said dejectedly."Don't worry about it, baby.. ”“Thanks, Joy. I am a bit worried about you. In fact, your mom and I are worried.”“What is it about, dad?”“Young men of your age generally have one steady or many steady girlfriends. They bring them home to introduce her or them to their parents. I stay out most of the time, and your mom confirmed that you have brought home no girl yet. I hope you like girls, I mean. I hope your sexual orientation is hetero?”Joy calmly replied, “Dad, I can assure you that I am fully into girls and thoroughly. Even though he didn’t last as long as he had before it was still so pleasurable. He just pounded me. I was his. For his pleasure and he didn’t care if I got anything from it or not. Hammer his cock in and out. Fuck my cunt. I was just a bitch. To be used whoever he wanted. And I loved it. Giving myself to an animal who treated me as an object of pleasure. How thoroughly deliciously disgusting.When he had finally finished with me. I was finally spent too. I crawled into the bathroom and put the.