I was also becoming hopelessly obsessed and, whilst Jana’s efficiencies ensured that this did not infringe upon the success of the agency, my behavi...ur was becoming something of an irritant for those with whom I socialised. Matters came to a head one evening that July. I had accompanied Thomas Greenhorn and Alexander Buchanan, an old friend, to a dance somewhere in the West End. It was a private affair but large enough to warrant a band, and the guest list seemed to comprise half of London’s. When Colette arrived I told her to clean up the suspended creature and handed her a pair of sharp scissors. She understood perfectly and as she set to the task I reclined in my easy chair and lit my pipe with concentrated curiosity. The well worn-out flannel shirt fell to scraps and exposed a pretty flat chest adorned only with the red wild berries of the forest. The minimal padding behind them but promised fertile future growth and pushed those red berries appetitively upwards as if. ”“Then just cut her off before something bad happens. Listen to Stephanie. If anyone has your best interest in mind, it’s her. And because she’s your sister, it’s not like she’s vying for long-term relationship like Jennifer and I are. She already has one.”“You think so?”“Yes. From what I can tell, Stephanie’s right about pretty much everything. I think Jennifer agrees with me on that.”I wondered if Joyce knew everything. I doubted it. She had her suspicions, of course, but we hadn’t discussed. She smiled when she saw the desktop image. It was a picture of the entire family on the beaches of a tropical planet. They had gone there right after Elroy's graduation. It was the last family vacation they had taken. Scrolling through the files and folders, she found one marked "Family Fun" and pressed play. What she saw nearly made her drop the computer.There was her daughter, her hair free of its once customary ponytail and falling over her shoulders, sucking on a massive cock, its length.