It was up to Reverend White at that point.While Althea dealt with her brother, I dealt with Sylvia. She drove to work in Peter's car. Since she wasn't...yet licensed he had to be in the car as well. So I either had to drive her home at the end of the day or deal with Peter hanging around all day. What the hell, I thought. Sylvia could drive Peter around on her errands and I could sit on my ass drinking good coffee."So you have to show the model home this afternoon?" I asked. I knew that she did,. ‘It’s beautiful!’ she exclaimed. ‘I can even move a little now so I can help you,’ I replied. She mounted me and started thrusting up and down. I was able to help her a little bit. Her pussy was so good. Much better than my wife’s. The longer she fucked me the better I could move. I drove into her as hard as I could. ‘I’m gonna cum!’ she cried excitedly. And cum she did, her pussy quivering around my swelling dick. I felt the first burst of cum shoot out of my dick and into her eager. When they turned 15 she usually gave them a sizable payment and set them free. On the surface things seemed very orderly and pleasant, but of course there was a darker side to the brothel. Some girls never made it out alive. Sally occasionally killed as she fed on them, when she was felling over excited. Customers also had some very perverse pleasures. It was part of her reputation that she would allow a good customer to do anything. If the girls refused to behave, they knew a terrible. That gave them plenty of time for what they wanted to do. It also gave us two full weekends without them.Mom and Dad were gone before we got home from school so Ashley called the rest of her click and then ordered pizza for them and ordered me to my room. I overheard them planning and plotting. They were going to throw a party that Saturday starting at noon and ending, who knew when. I listened and heard them telling their boyfriends to get their hands on some booze and to be at my house by.