“Kind of.” She pointed out one of the women in line. I took a closer look. She looked like a carbon-copy of my sister. “She looks just like Madd...e!” I took the book into my own hands and held it closer. “Is that my great-grandmother… uh… is that Maddie’s great-grandmother?” I couldn’t hold it in my head that I was adopted. My mom said, “That’s my grandmother, actually… but it’s Maddie.” My brow furrowed. I thought it was just a joke that didn’t land. “Right, Maddie’s your grandma.” She nodded. I found myself wondering if an exception could be made in the harem for a non-John. Then I remembered that I already had three new acquisitions that I hadn't tried. I didn't need another. Plus, his father would probably make a fuss and that I didn't need.When the sun started setting, I grabbed a beer and invited Bill into the den - or at least the room I was using as such for the night."So what's on your mind, Bill?" I asked as I took a seat on the couch. "We don't socialize that much." True.". " I guess that these are for insertion " she said with a giggle. "Yes my dear they are Ben Wa balls " I said knowing that she also knew what they were. She reached down and pushed the first ball deep in her pussy followed by the second one. I asked her to dance for me and my guests as I pressed the remote and the sound filled the room. My slave immediately started to dance to the beat of the music and by the look on her face I knew the ben wa balls were starting to vibrate in her pussy. Her. I noticed one older man's eyes, oscillating from my legs to my breasts and noted his fist, which covered his crotch, press in then relax, indicating to me his was stimulating himself as he looked me over.He was deriving some sexual pleasure from his actions and as I was the only female present in the carriage full of young bucks, fancying themselves as potential suitors, I guess he thought his chances were better left to his ball playing under the table.So here was where the power thing.