Marta’s house was a base the soldiers sometimes used, so this was part of her orientation, although right now nobody was there from the colony; the ...etroit estate was essentially Marta’s home and therefore an indian base. Outside of some wholesale trade the Patron did not care to sell drugs in Detroit, it was a messy market, dangerous if you are not immersed in the local underworld. But the Patron used the port to resupply our ocean-going ships and bring his drugs to mid-America, well away from. “Wait, it’s ok. He ... he can take it,” Jess said uncertainly.Heather frowned and lowered her voice so only Jess could hear it.“Are you sure? Really sure?” she asked in confidence. Jess paused before answering.“Yes. In fact, Aaron and I are going to both pose with everyone,” she said with sudden conviction. “One photo per person, whatever pose or situation they want.” She lowered her voice even more. “The thought of these kids masturbating to my photo later on really turns me on.”Heather. They couldn’t tell you what type of sex they had two months ago any more than what they had for breakfast then. But then I suppose it wasn’t that unusual for married couples.My mom and I went to work with my dad the next morning. Up at six and in the limo at seven, we arrived at his corporate office after a fifteen-minute drive. My dad went straight up to his office while my mom gave me a brief tour. Five buildings, four interconnected, three or four stories, all built within the past six. I stayed at the same school to finish my masters, which has the added benefit of not having to make new friends! Which, not to brag, was never really hard for me anyway. To give you guys a better picture of me, I’m about 6’1’’, slightly athletic (I work out from time to time… mostly sports), short brown hair complemented by blue eyes. I’m openly bi, and have quite a few gay, lesbian, and straight friends. I take pride in satisfying my sexual appetite, from having threesomes with two of my gay.