Since Erika's presence was only acknowledged in the minds of a two people who saw her, and since those two people were dead now, it was as if she neve... existed in the first place.No one knew that Wayne was operating a business. Parents paid him money to take care of their children, to raise them up properly so they could be productive members of society. Growing up with Wayne was like growing up in a strict private school that used more advanced discipline tools than the cane. Wayne was not a. I then transfered half our joint savings across to my account and ensured all future pay would go to my new account. I felt a bit better as I now had walking around money and also enough for any unexpected costs that would arise.I then went back to the hotel and tried Sandman again but no luck. I decided to go down to the bar and have a cold beer. i started talking with the bartender when my phone rang.I excused myself and answered it was just my Dad checking I got back to the city ok. I went. "Well, loser, it seems she's a responsive little slut, don't you think? Well, she's not here to have fun." The woman turned off the water and held up for the camera a vaguely dildo shaped device. "The old inquisitors called this the agony pear. See how it works" She twisted the shaft, and the other end opened out like the petals of an opening flower increasing in diameter three or four times. "I could use my fist," she said, collapsing the. The rest of the evening continued as a massive fuck-fest. Every time I believed that I was now spent, and unable to continue, the girls would do something to revive me. Eventually we all fell asleep.Sunday morning I made them breakfast, and carried it all up to the bedroom before waking them. I was naked, and felt comfortable with it. I woke the girls, and we all sat there on the bed eating. There was a strange vibe. Everybody was nude, and everybody was comfortable, but still there was.