I turned to my bother and smiled invitingly. I reached out to him, but he would not let me touch him. His eyes grew wide from a newly perceived horror... and his mouth spoke without obvious intent. "Oh God no, Wendy." Rodney pushed me aside and ran out against the storm.I walked calmly back inside my home. Smiling at the lovers recuperating within, I strode leisurely to my bedroom. There I dressed and returned to the living room. My mother and sisters had begun to explore their own after-lusts.. Lyle, put Lorne in the recycler,” Fiona now tested Lyle’s resolve.Lyle felt serious anxiety and stomach pain for a moment, but he nonetheless grabbed Lorne Grant, who fought back desperately and screamed in terror to avoid his fate. In the end, however, Lorne was recycled, his pain and torment undeniable as he was rendered into his various parts. The other concubines watched in horror, especially Evan, who now fell to his knees to plead with Fiona to spare his life. Instead, Fiona turned to. ”“Yeah! They tend to do that. So tell me about the wedding.”I giggled. “I kissed a boy, Tara! I kissed a boy! Like, with tongue and everything.”Her eyes went wide! “Shut up! You did not!”“It’s true! I kissed a boy! And he kissed me!”I wriggled again and laughed in delight.“Oh, Tara! I’m so happy I could burst.”“Tell me everything!” said Tara.Tara was still standing spreadeagled with her feet and hands tied but she listened and asked questions like we were sitting together on the couch. She did. She felt like a slut, she looked like a prostitute and she was aware that if a group of men raped them people would say ‘well, going around in tiny skirts and no underwear, what do they expect?!’ She was scared, the two men still stared at them and she was frightened to look at them too much, in case they took it as an invitation to come and speak to them. Jennifer, however, seemed totally oblivious to the potential dangers and was perfectly happy to be looked at; her attention was focused on.