"After tonight,you're going to really be into this sharing thing." Never! He's all mine!"Jolene laughed and crept up onto the bed in front of her. "We...ll see,"she said, smiling devilishly."Wha...what are you going to do?" Well, it's plain that you can't satisfy him the way I can," Jolenewhispered, twirling a lock of auburn hair between her fingers, "so ifwe're all going to play together, we'll have to work on that." Wha...what do you mean?" Oh, I think you know what I mean, cutie pie, you see. The dancing was the typical jumping up and down, waving of the hands in the air, and screaming at the top of your lungs at the band type of dance. A few guys, a couple of girls, and Kristi were right in the middle of the group, having a great time. After a few songs, Kristi made her way back to the wall where I was standing. A few of the friends she had made on the dance floor were following her. She came up to me and quickly introduced me to her new friends. It. Incest had always been repugnant to him. His mother... His mother had not sexually abused him, not overtly, but her constant, grasping touches and slobbery kisses had repelled him. Then her fatal automobile accident brought out so much guilt, years of therapy were required to alleviate the pain and confusion. The one other brush he had had with incest involved brothers, not a brother and sister, and he had considered that relationships abhorrent, but for some reason Carrie and Darrin affected. She gave me the following options that would affect the rest of my life. "The first choice was that I would get a regular amount of money, taken from the possessions of my former torturer, and would then be sent away from this house, forever, to start a new life, or fall again into the same hell."The second choice was to stay and be properly trained as a slave of Mistress Serena. She didn’t sweeten the task and explained that it would be hard, unsatisfactory, and would require complete.