Several half consumed went into the fridge. She had enjoyed her dinner. Especially the steamed dumplings, wishing there were more. She was a little s...d now. Thinking about it. The way her mother split. When she woke up. On the floor, naked, all sticky from obvious sex that she didn’t remember. She shuttered. How could she do that to me? Her own daughter? Leaving me with a stranger like this? “Philip is amazing though. Kind. Soft when he thinks I need him to. Hard, (she chuckled to herself. So it was quite a surprise when I received your letter in such a fat envelope. As it turned out when I opened it, most of the volume came from those printed pages with the funny characters.I'm glad to hear that you and Cathy are getting along so well. I wish I could say the same about Tracy and me. Here, things are going from bad to worse. But I don't want to bore you with my problems.I apologize for taking so long to get back to you, but finding someone who was able to help me wasn't as easy. I gasped seeing her messy ponytail now perfectly straightened and free brown hair, her face was done in fierce and dark makeup. Her crop top was leather stitched over her tits and half sleeves with a x pattern of string holding it all together. I chanced a look at our hips and saw leather panties and fishnet stockings. I noticed she was wearing a tight satin choker with a small star."Somethings happening to you, Lex," I tried to reason with her, trying to ignore how hot she was becoming, and. Clara was alone.She sat down. It was tough to pick what fantasy to go with. A naughty part of her had always wanted to be gang banged. She could to that. The thought of them filling all her holes at once made her wet. Still, that wasn't her only fantasy.Clara stood up and walked over to the mirror. She smiled at the beautiful image before her. Clara had always wished she'd had a twin so that she could fuck herself. Now, on Sextopia, she could make that fantasy a reality. Inspiration quickly.