”“She...she told me she would use you two as...maids.”“Yer lyin’ again, Missus Brown.” Philomena wuz yellin’ at the top of her voice. I ...ever saw her so angry.“Can...can you ever forgive me?” She hanged her head an' started weepin’.“No, I can’t, Missus Brown. I can never forgive you.” Well, that pretty much put the nail on the coffin. I heard enough.“Missus Brown, I’ll thank you an' yer daughter to leave my home right now.”“But...you don’t understand. It’s freezing out there. We’d never. Must be an Irish Catholic guilt thing. Heard about that. Then again, at least his ego has a boost," Kara giggled."Well, I'm sure that Liz thinks that my ego is big enough," Bruce chuckled at that remark."Oh, now, don't be so modest. I wouldn't have married you if you weren't an alpha male. Besides, I like your head nice and swollen. It comes in quite handy, thank you very much. If you need it any bigger, I can always tell the press how much I look forward to having another of your kids. If that. Terri is special."Terri smiled up at her as I bandaged her face and put a better bandage on her leg.There were four others, three women and one man. He was holding hands with one of the women. They appeared to be about the same age. Bennie looked at him. "Okay, Bud, what's your story?" It's not too complicated, I guess. My sister, Heidi, and I have been together since the Day. My name is Alfred Stoner. She was ten and I was twelve on the Day. My dad died of the virus and we were pretty sick. My. As usual they looked so fucking hot they were smoking. Many of their outfits were identical and they seemed to enjoy dressing as twins some times. Today both had matching quarter cup bras, tiny crutch-less panties, stay-up stockings and cum-fuck-me high heels. He theme color for the day was a soft pink and this really complimented both my cunts, as we were all getting healthy tans from regular naked fuck-games outside.“How are my sweet fuck-sluts this morning?” I asked them, giving both deep.