Replied out loud, telling herself exactly what she had told him the night before. He hadn’t believed her and she hated herself for letting her emoti...ns get out of control. She had wanted to cry. Not just because of his comments, but because she hated being there, in that room, with all those people who knew her. Knew her past and her roots. Knew how she grew up and who her mom was (not that Candice Kristoff Winter was a bad person). She just hated the history. The ‘me culture’. ‘And thankfully. Like an orgasm starting from your tits and ripping through your body. “OH shit baby, your ass is tight enough to make it worth the 19 grand.” He said between thrusts. He picked me up and bent me over the bed and started fucking my asshole for real. His fingers would bring me to the brink of orgasm. Then he would stop and not let me cum. I was screaming and begging for him to let me have my release. He was really pounding into my ass now, and grunting with every thrust. I thought he must be. I think you will like this.” Confused as you had never seen a bar have a separate backroom you follow behind her. You watch her pull her hair up exposing her beautiful neck. She opens a door and allows you to walk through. At first you see blue lighting then you see them. Crystal and Sara in nothing but white g-string underwear rubbing and grinding their bodies together while they dance. “FUCK” is all you can say. Both girls walk over to you. Their hands touching and grabbing every part of. Do you understand?”After a very intense staring match his sister gives in, “Fine. Man, you’re stubborn. I won’t call her but I still believe you should.”And there’s the sadness again. “Come here,” she says and hugs him. She whispers in his ear, “I always knew you were a pussy.”Oh, she is so gonna regret this statement, Steve thinks, but not right away. As his slave or his sister, one thing is for sure. He’ll make her pay somehow.Saturday afternoonMarie opens her door, “Jenny? Wha.” She can’t.