"And are they--well, the two oldest anyway--definitely your kids?" Evan asked, grinning."Are they ever," Sophia laughed. "Betsy's very sexually active... Has been for a while. She has a boyfriend now, for the last six months. He's here, somewhere, we brought him with us. Prior to that, it was a different one every three weeks." Sounds like my kind of girl," Ilona interjected."Shaddap," Evan laughed.Sophia laughed, then went on. "Anyway, Betsy's very careful and smart, but it was a wee bit. Her husband had left her for some floozy. We decided that we could be floozies if that's what it took and we would keep our man or I would keep mine in this case. We got the sexiest short (not hooker short) skirt and blouse and I had my hair done, I looked my best! I didn't let him see me until just before everyone was to arrive and I hoped to change his mind about them coming but he didn't even say anything. As the guy's started showing up, each of them gave me an eye and smiled. That let me. "Are you going to let your daughter talk about you like that?" he hissed in her ear. His cock was bottomed out in her pussy and he could feel it pressing against her cervix. "Mmmmm...no baby....I think she needs punished." Carrie gasped as she felt Chris drag his teeth along her neck. "And what do you suggest that punishment be, mommy?" "...you should fuck her until it hurts...fuck that pussy until it's a broken pile of cum filled flesh...make her hate you." Carrie's words were searingly. Perfect."Nadia shrugged her shoulders and knocked on the door. Nothinghappened. She tapped her foot. Nadia tried to imagine what was goingbeyond the door. Was it some exotic palace of mind experiments? Was itsome psychedelic experience? Was it like a ward for the mentally ill?Or was it nothing at all? It could be nothing at all.The door opened. An older man in a suit, a butler looking suit, stoodbefore Nadia. He looked to be in his upper 50s. He smiled and said,"Yes?" Uh, hi," said Nadia. "I'm.