One of the slowly removed my wife’s sari from her shoulder and started to fondle her boobs. Another one unhooked her blouse. Then they made my wife...to lie in their lap. In no time my wife was made naked. They removed and threw her panty at me. All eight hands were fiddling each inch of her body. Each one of them kissed and licked her lips, pussy, boobs and whole body. Watching all these a cold wave passed through my nerves. I asked my friends to take her to my bedroom and comfortably have. Sure, I wanted change. Wanted it more than anything. That’s why I was going to force it; tonight, by my own hand.Then, would you like to change the lives of those you hold dear?I hadn’t expected another message.The faces of the two women I lived with—my aunt and my younger sister—surfaced momentarily from the depths of my selfishness, but I closed my eyes to them.Aunt Riley was getting by just fine without my help, and Jessie—You’re running away from it.—was better off without a useless brother. They could just declare me insane and lock me away in Essondale.”“There is no Essondale any more,” Carson said as he continued to stare at Jesse. “I guess I can accept that you’re probably right. Your life would be very complicated if this all came to light. Am I the first person to recognize you?”“No. Roberta is living in Arizona and she recognized me immediately too. I was lucky enough that she had lots of pictures of us from school and at home, so I at least had some souvenirs of Mom and Dad. Jon looked over at the gate as he flipped his football in the air."Hey dad, all done at the church?" he asked."You bet son, want to throw the pigskin around after I change?" he asked."Sure dad, I could always use some more work on my spiral."Peter Carlton chuckled as he entered the kitchen. His son needed work on his spiral like Madonna did meeting men. Peter mentally slapped himself as thought of a she-devil like Madonna, no self-respecting woman spends her time so freely with so many.