We need to break in your new sex slave before we head off to the Altar of Souls.”I nodded my head.Carsina hopped to her feet. “Let me gather my th...ngs. I'll be right back.”She darted off, making me giggle. She had found something to latch on to. It was cute. Another naughty sex slave for the harem, another bit of spice. I would create something beautiful with her, a delicious bit of passionate art writhing with her and my husband. I glanced at Ealaín and gave her a smile.My aoi si muse gave me. Fuck me. . . he’s fucking gorgeous, my brother’s a fucking god.Calm down girl, don’t let him see you like this; after all, he’s your brother. - - - - - - - Suddenly, Chris looked round and fixed his eyes on her. Even though she wasn’t as she had described herself on the phone, he just knew it was her. He dropped his bike and ran over to her. As he ran, his broad bare chest rippled with muscles. His cut off denim jacket and low cut jeans seemed to accentuate his huge frame.When he reached. If you chose to fight it, the grounds will be revised to adultery." Why should I care? I'm still getting a divorce," she said with no apparent concern."Well, I thought you might want to preserve your dignity and what's left of your reputation. That might be a more important consideration when you read and look at this," he continued calmly, as he produced a large manila envelope from his briefcase.Marion took the envelope and opened it. She spilled the contents onto the coffee table in front of. . sort of..." I replied. "But I'll make you a promise in return. I promise it will not hurt. And if you feel uncomfortable, I'll stop. But I need feedback. And you are the first person I've met that I think I can trust." This is so-o-o weird! What happened to your mind? Are you going to do something to mine? What if it causes something that can't be undone? Oh Michael, I just don't know..." she rattled on.I could see that what I had asked was causing her to feel troubled, and I didn't want.