I ... I felt his love for me. Now I'm one of his ... his..." Mates," Arlene offered. "Mates who love him and who he loves."Ann walked in with a pair o... panties. "Welcome to the harem, Meemi," Ann said, barely holding back a grin."Can't I have a little privacy?" Susan said."No," both girls chorused."Can't have one of our soon-to-be sister-wives going off embarrassed. And after Dad takes care of all of us tonight, a little come draining out of a pussy won't bother you a bit."Susan would have. A lamia. Her slitted eyes fixed on me, keen vision noticing me.Then they flicked to the sleeping, snoring man.The warleader slept naked atop his blankets, his body a dusky brown and so muscled his veins stood out against his skin. A shaved head gleamed in the lantern light. A black mustache, the ends long and drooping down to his chin, adorned a squat and chiseled face.The lamia shook her head in warning, an iron slave collar tight about her throat. She mouthed, “Run.”I winked at her.I crept. Sara brushed it off and didn't say much about it. That evening after the k**s were in bed, Sara and I sat on the balcony sipping a few cocktails and talked.Sara said how nice it would be if we could both go down and enjoy the hot-tub, but since we needed to stay and watch the boys it wasn't possible. I told her to go and I'd stay back and watch the boys. I was surprised when she agreed, but I really didn't mind since the weather and view from the balcony was so nice. The pool and hot-tub were. I’m a girl guys just want to fuck. You’re a girl they want to take home to their Mums.? Miley started on her second coat of glaze. Steam started to rise and with it the scent of sweet meat. ?It’s nice my kind of girl won for a change.? She looked at Taylor for a moment. Something was shared – fate.Taylor could hear the crackling of the coals and the tightening of her skin. Her legs weren’t numb just numb anymore they were paralysed save small muscle spasms as they started to cook.Miley.