”“I can. They have been hanging around a lot. And between Deb’s desire to have you back in her bed, and Kristy’s desire to go back to swinging... well I can believe it.”“What am I going to do? James, I don’t want to go back to fuck other women every weekend. I love Kristy. What am I going to do?”“Do you love Deb?”“Yeah, she’s my sister.”“Did you like her giving you a blowjob again?”“Shit! Yes,” I said reluctantly. “I came like a fucking firehose.”“Then the big question is can you live with Kristy. ”Going quiet, Karissa finished her meal. “I’d like a swim. Join me?” she asked Susan.“Okay. It’s kind of cold and I don’t have my bathing suit on.”“You don’t need it,” Karissa smiled. And stripped naked.“Oh wow. You’re beautiful.”“Show me how beautiful you are.”“Okay.”And it was a beautiful body. Firm little tits and a strong round ass and slim in between. “You work out?” Karissa asked her.“I’ve been a dancer since I was little. Ballet and modern.”“I can tell. Come on.”They entered the water. So it was all true, everything Brad had told me was true. I was a prostitute. Nothing so far had helped me. My mind was still a blank."If you like I'll sleep in the spare room, give you some space and time to get used to me and you again... you know" he said"Thanks... that's most considerate of you... I appreciate that" I replied.Brad was more than considerate and very understanding, as were the girls. I continued in my quest to regain my memory but to no avail. I slowly put together what Brad. The list of possible names wasn't long. In fact, there was only one woman in this godforsaken place with whom I had once been so close that she would think she could get away with it. Rose, my wife’s younger sister.But the keyword here being once, I knew I would have to put her in her place. She stood no chance of becoming the second Mrs.Changretta.After she finished what she started first, of course."I missed starting my days like this," I sighed and stared at a ceiling I hadn't seen in seven.