Talk about putting one on a pedestal, Nix had it bad. He'd do anything for her. That's where the trouble started. She was never unreasonable in her re...uests. Until this last one, her sister Mil. Their parents had died and Mil had nowhere to go. She was only 15 and Rhen felt it her duty to take her sibling in. Her power of persuasion was intense. In the end, she took over his den.It made things awkward when it came to sex. The interior walls of the apartment were not sound proof. Rhen made a LOT. She would have none of it. “Because I'm drunk? You and I both know I could drink thirty bottles of that stuff and only be a bit tipsy, I can handle my alcohol. And we both also know I want what I want. And what I want is you.” She said, staring deep into my brightly colored eyes.How could I argue? I wanted her, and she wanted me...What's the worst that could happen? I slowly nodded and she broke her stern glare and it faded into a seductive smirk as she positioned herself in my lap, straddling. Don’t worry.”Could have fooled me. The way she was acting was as if this was her career. She didn’t say anything after that. She pulled out my rock hard cock from the hole in my underwear and started stroking and moving her tongue up and down my shaft. I started running my fingers through her hair as she put the head of my cock in her mouth. I let out a gasp as she started working her tongue around my dick. She smiled up at me and began taking more and more of my cock in her throat. Soon she. Imagine my surprise when we walked in—well actually I rolled in—and the medical team was already set to install the things on my personal body. Well money does talk. Oh, and the man had fixed it so that the necessary periodic adjustments of the prosthetic legs was automatic and paid for in perpetuity.Oh, and the mask thing was introduced to me a day later. I hadn’t been sure about that one, the legs yes, but a mask? But, Owen had made the case that it was no different than a guy buying a hair.