I wanted to be in Jas.“When will you present your portfolio at the University, dear?” Mom asked.“Oh. I sent the electronic files by email this m...rning. I don’t know if they’ll call me in for a live interview or just a video chat. If they like the pictures, that is. I got an email receipt thanking me for sending them over,” I said.“What are your plans for school, Jasmine?” Dad asked.“I’ve been accepted in the School of Business,” she sighed. “Not as exciting as Jett’s art. But I think I’d be. That did not faze her in the least so we started playing a little bit more with her. I also saw several of the guys were getting a great feel of her little boobs and even grabbing her pussy sometimes. I told them that they shouldn't do that but they said, " If she is going to play with us, I am getting a good feel. Besides that little tart likes it" " What" I asked unbelievingly," How would you know that". " Cause she told me". " She told you that she liked you feeling her", asked I very. Even though I loved it and approved, telling her how beautiful and hot she was doing it. She wouldn’t budge, acting ashamed and apologetic.After work that day she walked down to James’ house and while I thought she was apologizing, I found out later she was back down on her knees sucking James off again, swallowing a big load of his cum and doing whatever nastiness I could only imagine.Later that week I saw James and we talked about what I saw and how I was sad Karin wouldn’t do it to him any. It somehow felt very personal, as if I were sharing an embarrassing secret.My chambers were furnished exactly like the cave was. But here, in this house, the furniture was original, and not the product of unholy trickery. The only light of the room was from the marble fireplace.It was identical to the fireplace we spent a week gazing into in the cavern. I lay on the same red silk bed that she had wished ... no, begged, for my physical love. An identical table to the one she gorged herself on.