That's ... something. Mother and I don't have sex anymore." Never? You might as well be in one of those metal cages. A lot ofsisters wear them." No ne...d," I said. "We're caged by disuse. I've taken a vow of chastity." That's tough. But still, I like this life," Ruth said one day. "It makesa lot more sense to me. Our roles are more defined." I fought it," I said. "I thought Mother went too far."Ruth wrinkled her brow. "I you think about it, you and Mother Theresa,it's kind of like a maid and her. I’ll call their Chairman and get them to head your way. When is Saint Cirq going to call you again?” the DO finished.“He said in the morning, probably after the banks open,” Hill told him.“Get some police and body bags up to that lake by early in the morning, also some trucks to move the bodies,” the DO finished and the line went dead.The Director of Operations (DO) called the Director of the CIA (DCIA) as soon as he got off the phone with Hill. Needless to say, the Director was even less happy. “I excuse my trips on the basis of watching my nephew grow up. It’s some not so subtle pressure on mom to forgive your lifestyle and you.”Julie said, “What’d you tell Daryl about what’s been happening here?”“I told him all of it. He knows that I make love with you and Alice and Dave, and that I have affectionate sex with several other men. He knows that my intent this weekend is to get my brains fucked out and my orgasm card updated with at least several dozen hits. He understands the. We showered together, he washed my body and washed his his, paying special attention his crotch. He was hard as I stroked softly, “You still owe me from just now” I said. He got on one knee and began licking my pussy and fingering it too. His wet finger slid up me while his tongue flicked my clit. I squeezed my nipples and forced his face into my crotch, my orgasm was coming soon. He slid a second finger inside me and began moving them around. Juices flooded from my pussy and into his mouth as.