Zoe drained the last of her beer, the last drip escaping from her lips and running down her chin landing on her left breast. “Why don’t you get us...two more beers” she said, “The fridge is just inside the kitchen door”I didn’t want to stand up, if I did I knew she would see how hard my cock was. She patted my leg, as if to get me to move, I stood up, trying to keep my back to her, as I walked away, she called me back, “Will you put this in the kitchen” she was holding her empty bottle. I had to. Of course sex was on the agenda from that moment on, it was just the awkwardness of expressing it, and it finished-up with all three of us rolling around jostling, tickling, and playful slapping.Physical contact was the important aspect, of our tomfoolery, but the look in Ambers hooded eyes spoke of need and desire, and the sheen on her crotch clearly showed she was ready for my brother’s sexual attention.As I noticed this the feeling of being the odd one out left me with a feeling of despair,. Would you like to have a chance at breeding Misty, again?”As I tried to follow her words and their undertone of meaning all I could muster to answer her question was nod my head, yes, I would love to fuck Misty again. She smiled at me and handed me a small card. On the card, in nice italic writing, I read the words “Worship, Tribute, and Serve.” She smiled at me again as I mouthed the words as I read them. “Serve Me, prospect. Be one of My pets. Learn how to make your body and life about. She’d come home and we’d talk about it and how we felt. Every time she did something, we both wanted to do more, more, more.“I went away on a trip and Alice went with Dori to a club where she flashed her pussy at some guys. Owen was one of them. They danced, and then made out and that led to mutual masturbation in the back hallway of the club they were at. Dori filmed it, and they sent the video clip to me. I encouraged her to do more, and the next night, really by accident, she ran into Owen.