”“Oh, you silly goose. I keep hearing people saying 'police officer' when they could just use the perfectly good, gender-neutral word 'policewoman....” Amelia sounded exasperated. “My husband Frederick is a male policewoman and he's absolutely fine with the term.”Augustus stared at her in disbelief.“You are absolutely barking, Madam.”“Really, and I suppose you think there is a King on the throne too?”“Well no, her majesty Queen Victoria is on the throne.”Amelia laughed. “Well, I’m pleased to say. She didn't say a word. We just held and touched each other everywhere as our tongues danced. My dick was grinding against her pussy and my hands playing with her tits. I shut the water off and we got out of the shower. I wanted to try something I had seen in a porno. I lifted her up and set her down on the sink. I slid myself into her pussy, and moved in and out at my own pace. I kissed her neck I whispered in her ear, "I've wanted you for so long." "I know, I always felt you dick against me."I. ”“Are you guys taking them home? There IS the small matter of who’s going to pay the tab.” The bartender jested.Bob said, “I’ll get that, it’s the least I can ... HOLY FUCKING SHIT. $155? Jesus, for that I’m going to have to use my Amex Card.”Greg smirked, “Don’t forget her shlip. She be nice to us hall nay. Hoe, end make her shiv you my harkeys.”That was the last thing I remembered. When I finally woke up, my head was pounding. Greg and I were on opposite ends of the couch, with our feet. He pulled her up into his arms and kissed her."But don't think there's not room for the rest of you in our lives." he said, drawing the others nearer. Sierra allowed herself to be sandwiched in a group hug. Then, he had them resume their harem costumes. He put on some music, and Sierra found herself dancing, sexy, erotic dancing that would make a professional stripper drool with envy. She came at his command, soaking her panties even more than before, and then her conscious mind went to sleep.