" Then I should get to work preparing the meal," she said forcing a smile.'Perhaps, ' she thought Hyota has met some friends toward whom he can direct...his attention. 'Perhaps even a nice young girl.'Pleasant thoughts filled her mind for the first time in several weeks as she prepared the food and set an attractive lotus arrangement on the table.An hour later the front door slid open and Hyota entered."I have a surprise," he laughed."I am afraid your father has spoiled the surprise," she smiled. But I think it may be best if you don't come into work for meetings any more. Just call in and I'll conference you in. You get direct deposit, right?"And that was that.I began to get into a rhythm every day, waking up early, quick shower, skin care, shaving, baby powder, hair, makeup...Generally I wore a wig (pinned to my hair with about a thousand clips), but every now and then I just styled my own hair which was getting modestly long and shaggy. John didn't seem to care, or comment either. "Picnic time!" the banner across the top of the page proclaimed. "Put on the dress hanging in the laundry room. I will pick you up at 11. D." Oooh, now that sounds like fun," Stephanie said aloud, crumpling the paper up and tossing it into the wastebasket.She hurried to the laundry room. The dress was beautiful. It was pale green chiffon with white lace covering the bodice. It was strapless, and long.Stephanie quickly pulled her sweaty t-shirt over her head and unzipped the dress. It didn't fit. “You don’t need permission for that, do you?” I teased her.“Yes, I do. His and Yours. We’re submissives to you, right? And we’re your kids, so double need for it. We just really want to do it! So, pretty please? May I fuck my brother?” Steph begged us.“Of course. If he agrees, that is,” I chuckled, as Sarah pushed me onto the bed and started to strip for me.“Are you kidding me? When I have ever refused my sweet sister?” Curtis laughed as he found himself in Stephanie’s arms.It wasn’t very long.