” Shocked into silence by the suicidal overtones of his brother’s response, Roger only stared at him, horrified. Strange, thought Jahn as his brot...er stalked out of the room, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him cry before. Voices from the hallway told him that his brother hadn’t gone far, was talking with a woman there. A nurse? No, Jahn recognized the voice – Mary Reed. Angry about something, but didn’t she have a right to be? Both of her daughters, who she’d raised to become lovely, talented. "Lick clean, maid." Mistress commands in a voice that makes disobedienceunthinkable. I press my face closely to the tangle and attempt to obey, mytongue flailing as I try to lick clean every inch of the riding boots andbridal spikes. This difficult task is made worse as Alexia and Toria writheand change positions on the couch. Mistress stands over them, watching themwith a soft, affectionate smile. Occasionally she reaches out to stroke one'shead, carress one's ass, toying with a nipple. Then. Hope climbing out, doing her best to look like the star she thinks she is. Flicking her hair over her shoulder again and heading inside.“I think my mother is vaguely aware that I’m sexually active, but my father, he’s dumb-as-fuck and hasn’t got a clue. He still thinks I’m his little princess. He’s living in a dreamworld and I’m about to give him a big wake-up call!”Walking along a quiet corridor, the sound of Hope’s footsteps on hard wearing carpet ... Her voice hushed.“I don’t really like. The three set to it, passing the pipe around, not speaking.“This is nice,” said Lauren as she felt the drug take hold. She stretched out on the sofa, putting her feet on Brandon’s lap.“You know what I’m thinking of?” asked Brandon.“No, what?”“That time four years ago when we kissed.”Lauren looked over at Ryan, who seemed deliberately to not be paying attention. Then she took a good look at Brandon. He was good looking. Too bad he was her cousin. That innocent kissing years ago was one thing,.