"How are you doing?" I asked."Oh. OK. It feels different, but good. Keep going." I pushed a second finger into her ass. I pushed the two fingers in an... out. I twisted them around. I wiggled them. The internet said I needed to stretch Sherry's asshole enough so it wouldn't hurt when I stuck my cock in." Sherry, are you ready?" I guess. Go slow Justin." OK. Let's try this with the two of us lying on our sides." Sherry turned on her side with her back to me. I held my cock in my left hand and slid. “So...”“As it turns out, Dave, Deena isn’t actually related to me. What’s worse, she actually is Haley’s half-sister.”“That’s ‘lottery ticket’ random chance,” he said.“Got two reports. After a while you have to accept...”“So she’s not your biological daughter...”“No. And she’s Haley’s half-sister, and they have evidently decided that “sharing their toys” somehow makes sense to them. And it’s scaring me to death, nearly.”He stared at me.“I know,” I said. “My daughter, for all intents and. You'd better clear quickly, the Old Man is behind the rest of the squadron and he wants to catch up."Morg boarded the barge, sealed it, got his clearance from the Boat Bay controller and hover taxied through the hatch force field; he had barely cleared and "Naseby" began to move. Morg was grateful the Officer of the Watch was considerate and didn't go to full power immediately and give the barge a gravity surge.The barge made its way back to the cruising yacht and through the small boat bay. He sat down on his haunches in front of me, then cocked his head to the side inquisitively. "You do want to be free of this curse, don't you Morgan?" he asked. I gritted my teeth and nodded. "Yes, I do." Mr. Wulf nodded solemnly. "The prophet also told me that if you're going to have a chance, there are a few conditions which your journey must meet." I sighed. Prophets often had strange requests, but ignoring them was a guaranteed way to fail. "Tell me what I have to do,.