I was glad my sister would watch over my wife during her pregnancy. I leaned down and kissed my wife's lips, savoring her love.“Good luck, sweet sis...er,” Nyonthilasara purred, her oily fingers rubbing at her belly, drifting near to her thighs. She was a tall, graceful Elf. As tall as I was. Our faces were almost mirrors, though hers had a more haughty beauty.I nodded my head to my sister. “I must go. I would love to tarry in your sweet arms, wife.”“As would I,” breathed. God, this was a sexy view. And it washer. She was the sexy girl in the mirror. She pulled the panties all theway up. They sat snuggly over her crotch, the outline of her lips visiblethrough the fabric, and continued up between her ass cheeks, flaring outfurther up. The soft satin of the panties felt good against her hairlessskin, the fact that it sat so tightly, rubbing against both her pussy andasshole made her feel a bit naughty. They covered only the top half ofher butt, the lower half. The first time I called for a service girl Li showed up all excited. Naturally she got naked right away. I didn’t want sex (really, after 6 times in the last 24 hours, I was still dry) but I wanted relaxing company. It was 12:01 Friday morning so I was her first customer this shift.Besides her gratitude for what I did to Larry, getting the other two senior partners fired made the office building a much nicer place for her and all the other girls to work; morale was up 100%. Then she had heard. Dust, kept in motion by the wind, began settling. It hung in the air lick a thick brown fog. It collected on cars, sidewalks and benches. In this dried up little town nobody bothered to sweep up the filth. Near the center of this backwater village a beat up hover car lay parked out front of a dingy bar, its green metallic paint chipped and faded. Inside this bar a slightly rugged individual sat in a booth seat near a window, eyeing the bank across the street. Shouting and wild laughter from a.