He's going to pay, big time."I nodded. "I know how you feel, but let's keep it to ourselves. I have a feeling that he'll help us with that. He's just ...oo sure of himself to think he can't get away with it."It took Rosalind eight days to recover from the cocktail of drugs she had been fed. Her memory of what had happened was sketchy, but apparently her erstwhile boyfriend had started her off on ecstasy and probably some of the date rape drug, introducing her to heroin when she was pretty much. “Hey, who are you? Does Josh know you’re here?”Triple fuck.I turn casually around. She’s around 50, blowzy, suspicious. And nosy.“I dropped off the Portman file. Josh gave me his key.”“Yeah?” Giving me stink eye. Bitch.“Yeah.”When I first read the acronym, SENS, I deciphered it immediately. Strategies for Engineered Negligible Senescence. Well, maybe not immediately.Senescence, I vaguely remembered. Or Google did. Something to do with those pesky cells that stop dividing. Also, with aging, the. That is so odd, I’ve wanted to do the same.She asked if I’d like to play a game, an adult game. I said I was up for it so she went upstairs to the bed room and after a minute or two she called out that she was ready. I went upstairs and went into the bedroom. I was greeted by her standing by the bed wearing matching red stockings, suspenders, bra and panties. She looked gorgeous and I really wanted to fuck her. My sister is the sexiest sight I have ever seen. My cock was swelling up and getting. Buttoning her transparent blouse, she arrived in the parlor in time to hear the doorbell ring. She stood, startled, to see a burst of activity as everyone flew to their positions. Several chicly dressed women settled themselves into chairs in the parlor, as Roger, now in tuxedo, moved behind the bar. Margaret, now looking nothing like the topless pizza eater she was moments earlier, took Jennifer’s arm and towed her into the foyer. “Just follow me around, keep your mouth shut, and watch what I.