.I slowed down to talk as we walked I told her no I was checking out how many stores had closed up besides I walk the quarry lift weights bicycle and ...wim, she said yeah I can tell, so you like the young chicks huh?Why would you ask that I said, she apologized and told me well most guys seem to like the younger babes especially guys that take real good care of themselves, I said well thanks but generally I prefer women close to my age give or take 10 years, oh she purred really now.I told her I. ..Yes I love you more than anyone in this world. Because no one is like you. And no one will ever be like you; in beauty, in innocence, in allurement, in feminity.You aren't just a sister. You are everything to me. You are my life. You are my love. You are my darling. You are my woman. You are my "wife". And I am proud to say that my sister is my wife. I don't care what others would say for the sisters living together like a happily married couple. I am your "man". I am your "hubby". I am your. They gave her bowls full of pure urine and watched her eagerly gulp them down. They brought the brunette in wearing panties, had her piss her panties in front of Cadence, and then take the panties off and stuff them in Cadence's mouth for her to suck on.During this week they photographed Cadence - sucking cocks, licking cunts, drinking piss, rubbing her cunt, licking urine off the floor. They extensively documented her humiliation and degradation. Cadence hadn't had a full night of sleep in. I could tell he was embarrassed, but I reminded him that this was but an intermediate step, one he had to pass through on his way back to being a man—my man—again. Once a week I applied the depilatory to Gerald’s skin, keeping him hairless. That, too, was a reminder of his past sins. I worked him every evening before dinner, but afterwards we always made love.Gerald was not as big as David, but there was a big difference—I loved Gerald. We made love that Monday night and it was just as it.