[I DON’T HAVE MUCH TIME TO EXPLAIN SO PLEASE TELL ME YOU’VE WATCH THE MATRIX]It seems he decided to drop the all important act and the mechanical ...one as I can hear urgency in his voice now.“Yeah.” I answered.[GOOD, THEN THIS WILL BE WAY EASIER. TO PUT IT SIMPLY, REALITY IS LIKE A COMPUTER PROGRAM WITH ME AS THE PROGRAMMER AND ADMINISTRATOR. AND LIKE ANY OTHER COMPUTER PROGRAM, REALITY IS RIDDLE WITH IRREGULARITIES AND ANOMALIES BORN FROM THE FREEDOM I GAVE TO SENTIENT LIFE. AND JUST LIKE THE. Suddenly, her hand that had been fingering her pussy rested on my thigh. Wet fingers smeared her passion on my skin. “Denise?” I gasped. “Really?”“Really,” she said, her head drifting towards mine while her hand slid up my thigh towards my pussy.I pulled my fingers from my twat and went for it. I cupped my sister's pussy. Her silky pubic hair caressed my digits moments before our lips met in an incestuous kiss. Everything changed in that wonderful moment. Her hand moved to my cunt. Our fingers. "She hugged him tighter. "Could we just go to my room and have a cuddle and things like we usually do?" Yes, darling, of course we can."Hand in hand they went to Victoria's room and he could feel the tension draining out of her through her hand.She turned to him with a shy smile. "Last one in bed's a rotten egg," she whispered.There was a flurry of movement and they both dived for the bed simultaneously. They had both kept their pants on. Mark put his arms round her and Victoria pressed against. " What is it?" said Camille as Chloe hung up, smiling."Watch him for one minute," said Chloe, dashing up stairs. "Don't youmove a muscle!"Chloe was creating quite a stir, opening and closing doors and drawers,and came dashing back downstairs with some clothes folded over her arm,tossing them on the sofa."Stand up and don't you dare give me an ounce of trouble," said Chloe,pulling him up and ripping off his shirt.Before he could even protest, his arms were lifted and a new shirt waspulled over.