"Now I know..." Why would you do this?" Sarah shouted in the street, her arms gesturing wildly. Her father unlocked his front door and scowled at her...."Why would you put a guy in with us? We had this conversation yesterday." I do not want to continue this conversation outside," he warned her. "I will not discuss my business with the street." Sarah threw her hands down to her sides and strode into the house."Who is he and why?" She shouted as she crossed the threshold."He was due to move into a. " she said, glancing over at the Pen."I don't have to ask the reason, do I?" Not if you've got a brain in your head." she replied coldly."Right, so a hormonal teenager with a magic pen is a threat to national security." I replied, sarcastically. "Only when threatened." I finished, patting her cheek. She snapped at my hand with her teeth. "Fiesty! I like that." As long as I'm able, I'll fight you." she snarled."I think we can rechannel that." I replied, using the Pen to make her body much more. "Bob Crandall, at your service," he said. "I'm Roger's uncle. Yours too, now, I suppose." Oh," she said, relieved."Let's get you up to the cottage and get some ice on this," he said.He lifted her effortlessly, and she felt light as a feather. As he carried her through the door of the cottage, she thought about how Roger should have done this. She was surprised to find herself melting against her new uncle's chest as if he were her husband, and felt a pang of loss that Roger would never be the. She smiled broadly as she returned across the lawn, naked, as though this were routine. Gordon's back stung like hell but his cock rose as even the scent of the three naked women took control of him now. The assertive blonde smiled down at the leashed and punished Gordon."Oh I do so love to have my asshole licked by a male who is about to whipped to submission. You'll feel so much better after you've signed everything over; you won't have a thing to worry about, and the shop-girls at the golf.