After all, we were both completely naked in front of each other. What did she expect? Mom or not, of course I was going to be aroused seeing her.I hun... my head down in shame and walked to the bathroom. It was humiliating beyond belief. Not only were we both naked, and I had a hard-on, but she wanted me to jerk-off in the bathroom before we left."Wait," she said. "People are waiting for us. This needs to be done quickly." Don't you think I know that?" I replied, heading towards the bathroom.She. They’re perfectly safe, and the least they can do to repay Antoinette and Jack for sparing their lives, is share their blood. Though, I suspect by the time the ball is over, the three of them will be catatonic.”Tash rolled her eyes, but watched a little longer. The way the three men pushed themselves onto Marge despite her weak struggles, and the obvious pleasure in her eyes, was just too damn erotic, and familiar. It was giving her ideas for her next movie.“How are you, Sándor?” Tash said.. He pulled out his finger and I felt something small, thin, and hard slide in. I sat up to look at him over my boobs, which no longer compress on my body when I lay down. "What is that?" "It's a pen," he said as he slowly slid it in and out of me. "Does it feel good?" "Not as good as your finger," I said honestly. "Well you're very lucky Cheyenne. This pen has been in a lot of famous pussies." "What do you mean?" "Well I slide this pen into all the girls I've ever signed. I used to work for. The funeral was nice. I think I can say that, even though it was awful, because it could have been much more awful. All Nev's friends came to pay their last respects. Some of his family travelled from overseas to be here.We weren't church-goers, but I knew Neville would have liked something, so I spoke with a minister friend I'd known since I was a kid. He and the Funeral Director worked out what was best. I just did what they said.Jeremy spoke on his brother's behalf about how he was the glue.