I had picked the prettiest lingerie I owned. At first it was a little tense as I think we didn’t know where to start the conversation and most of t...e sound was the sound of us eating popcorn. But after some small talk Elizabeth asked me if I was planning on keeping the baby. I told her I was and that made her smile. She asked me if I thought I was ready to be a mother and I told her I didn’t know but that I would do my best. She asked me had I thought about adoption and I told her I had. I thought to myself, it is now or never. So I started telling her a story. It was not un-true, but I definetly added detail. She was setting at her desk directly across from, and facing mine, in the small, 4 desk office. "Hey, I had a dream about you last night. It may not be appropriate to tell you this, but I have never had a vivid recollection of a dream. Just fuzzy partial images. That always made me wonder about other people that recount those amazing stories about how vivid their dreams. This is a precaution more for Sylvie than Brock, considering all those time he fucked Missy with his parents at home.Brock lies in bed with thoughts of his sister and Missy running through his mind. He misses his cat, wondering why she left and where to. Sylvie on the other hand has only her brother in mind. She enjoyed feeling his cum leaking from her all afternoon. She thinks of his beautiful cock, which leads to her crotch tingling. In no time, and without any effort, she has the juices. I had been hoping for this to arrive, and finally it was here. Only a work-week away.I had known of my friend's predilection for erotic gatherings of his trusted close group. I don't remember how we got onto the conversation while he and I were out for a drink one evening. But it turns out that he was the host of regular orgies, invitation-only, anything goes. Only those he knew as clean and snipped were involved. Beyond that, he wouldn't divulge. Being an open-minded and sexually charged.