For our first three months together, she told me she wanted me all to herself for a while, before she would let me meet her girlfriend, Brianna.Then o...e day, about three months into our relationship, I came home from work to find Tina naked, face up on our bed. Holding hands with a face-up, naked redhead.“This is my Brianna,” she smiled. “Bri, this is Rod.”Brianna winked. “Tina’s told me so much about you, Rod. Thank you for taking such good care of my girl. I love how happy you make the woman. Practical, this." Make her stop..." Whined Jennie, barely aware of the discussion. "I can hear her sing, make her stop..."Catherine was shocked. Jennie looked so weak, so defenseless...And so pretty. Her body itself hadn't changed, yet, but the tattoo and its aura of sexiness had turned the girl into an object of desire. Part of Catherine wanted to be the first to ravish this proto-succubus, but reason and outrage won out, and she rushed to her friend."Jennie ! Oh my God I'm so sorry I should. "Everything seems to fit," he said. Other than the boots at the foot ofthe bed, he couldn't think what more could follow.Meri was searching through the contents of the vanity. "We've got to dosomething with your hair, a touch of cosmetics, maybe? Should havethought of that before getting you into the dress. Some jewellery; areyour ears pierced?" She turned to find the Thomas slouched against thebedpost."You must stand up straight, Gwendoline," Meri directed, "shouldersback, head held high. Mind. Like if you married Sasha, or Kenzie, or ... or ... Scarlett Johansson!”I shook my head. “It’s different. Those other girls aren’t, well, they aren’t Evans sisters. They’re separate. You, DJ, Dayna: you’re all inextricably connected. I can’t think of them without also thinking of you. It’s like what you girls said about your mom claiming to not have a favorite daughter, but that she ranks you anyway. Well I rank the three of you, too. It’s not fair. It’s not right. But it’s true, and it’s ....