"Um, no, that's not true, we're not, how'd you get a crazy idea like that?" They both told me," she said there looking right at me."They told you? Wel..., it's not true, we haven't had sex." Well, okay, not fucking but you're all three getting each other off orally, doing sixty-nine, they said you were."Now I was scared. So I asked, "Why do you want to know? Are you going to tell?" I want you to do it to me, is why I want to know."I just sat there. It was like I was suddenly flipped over. Dad is about to pull you out of my arms, but Mom grips his arm and whispers something in his ear. He looks as though he’s about to explode with rage, but somehow she quietens him down, but only for a moment. ‘What the fuck were you doing to her?’Silly question, I know. ‘Dad, we love one another... ‘It’s obvious he’s not going to give me chance to explain as he interrupts me with more ranting.Mom calls softly to me, ‘Robert, come with me.’ Dad’s about to protest when she says, ‘Not now. We can. " You're a turd," she complained."Yes, a big, stinky turd, which won't fit in any diaper you have, so leave me alone."I actually expected her to take him back to her room, but she didn't. She stretched out next to me and was quiet. Ten minutes later I realized she was masturbating. I think she started stroking herself as soon as she decided to stay, but she got more and more agitated until it moved the whole bed. I should have kicked her out, but I didn't. I just let her get her cookies. I was. ”Annabelle held Nicole’s leash loosely as they walked down the table, filling their plates with food. Neither had much of a chance to eat, though, because everyone stopped at their table to wish them well as they went back to their own tables.Nicole said “Thank you, Master,” to any clothed male and “Thank you, Mistress,” to any clothed female. The naked slaves mostly nodded at her or said “Welcome.” In response, Nicole nodded back at them. As she had feared, she remembered no one’s name except.