“Fuck! Big brother....” He smirked as he pushed her down onto the couch and climbed on top of her, pressing his crotch into hers. “You want me t... fuck you, don't you sis?” She looked up at him and nodded slowly, her breathing heavy. He felt like teasing her a little bit more, “Well, maybe if you suck my cock, I'll think about it.” He got off of her and sat on the couch, crossing his arms. She was shocked and then pouted. “Fine” She put on a big dramatic act about getting up, whining about how. It went on but eventually got boring to me, knowing that her stories were just made up. I tried to talk her into trying some swinging but she used to go with a stern ‘No’.Believe me, readers, I have been trying to convince her for 2 years. She, for the first time, said that she will think about it instead of saying no. It excited me more even though she didn’t agree and turned me on a lot. I started pushing her a lot more since then.Asking her about it almost every day and requesting her to try. " You're insane!" said Helen awestruck.Tracy shook her head, "Your next thing after sorting that woman out had better be fixing Beth." She said. Pointing at the security Doll standing stock still at attention next to her, gun held at the ready not showing any fatigue despite the heavy armor she was in."You did it Master!" said Kate.I nodded, "I did it. Although things were a little rigged." Could you guys help me take her to the couch, I need to get to the back of her head," said Dr. Song. “Outside, in the warm sun?”Confidence is born of the confluence of comfort and daring, revealing and withholding what we wish.“Let your routine be your stockings. If you wear them, wear them daringly.”I can feel him enter the room, feel him searching for me. I can see in Oma’s eyes that he is beside the pocket doors somewhere on my left. I resist the urge to acknowledge it, the slightest Oma glance confirms that I am right to ignore him, to let him search for me in the crowded room.His voice is.