I almost made it to the door when Sheila’s sleepy voice called my name.“Where are you going, Dennis?”“Gotta pee,” I mumbled.“Excellent ide...; hang on, and I’ll join you.” Sheila threw the quilt back and climbed out of bed.“We might as well take a shower since we’re already up,” the leader said as she tossed me towels and soap from the closet.Three members of the kitchen crew hard at work preparing breakfast were the only other people up and about in the hour before sunrise. We owned the empty. ’ He led the way, sadly, leaning heavily on his stick, to the little side gate, the one we’d never used when Ric and Renee were alive, when no fancy ‘private’ sign had excluded us from the garden, when what was theirs was ours and what was theirs was filled with children’s laughter and the scent of Ric’s cigars. Lifting the latch on the rotten post, the small gate dropped down on its hinges and scraped a quarter circle on the ground as we passed, as if the few screws remaining were reluctant. I was buried up to the hilt in my sister's sweet pussy."Oh God" she yelled. "Fuck my, fuck me, fuck me my brother, I'm dying, Oh God" she howled. In and out my cock traveled in her tight pussy. It was like a vise it was so tight and finally I came inside her pussy and lay atop my nude sister. "No don't pull out Jake it feels so nice in my belly" as her legs remained locked around me."We did it now Jake. It does not matter if we fuck once or a million times it is incest."I rose and pulled her up. "Gaaaa!" she gasped. "Is it over?" she panted. "Are you letting me go now?" Her breath from speaking filled the room with the odor of raw sewage."No," he said. "It's now time for your final, and permanent, installation." Oh God! What are you going to do to me now?" I'm going to do exactly what you wanted originally." What's that? I forget." I'm going to install you into a central sewage treatment tank in my basement, just like in my story, 'THE REPLACEMENT'." Oh," is all she said.He knew that.