"We have reached the limit of their Squick factor."In a perfect imitation of Inkeri's voice, Wendy said, "You already produced perfection ... why are ...ou still trying?" Replacements," I said. "I told them we were producing replacements." Oh! You didn't?" the teacher asked."Yes ... we did," Wendy said."That's funny," she said."We weren't joking," Wendy and I said, straight faced.She looked shocked.But we couldn't keep it up, and we both cracked up."Now, your children persist in telling the other. We went to the mall. Trips to amusement parks with all our friends. Concerts. Summer was awesome.Day to day we fell into a comfortable routine. We would meet up early in the morning and go for a run. Then we would come home, take a shower together and, you can figure the rest out. For the rest of the day, if we hadn’t planned anything, we would lounge by the pool so I could sit there staring at her in her bikini, and maybe get the chance to rub oil on her every few hours. I could never get. She pulled off all her clothes quickly and jumped in the shower. She scrubbed at her skin, feeling some pain. She looked down to realize there were scratches all over her front. There was a trickle of blood running down the back of her leg, which Rachel felt was coming from her no longer virgin ass. She got out of the shower and put on a pair of sweats. Slowly climbing into bed, she saw her phone was lit up. There was a text from Mark, wishing her sweet dreams. That’s when she started to. "Your mouth willalways be filled with something, Princess." Aunt Jane smiled at me andkissed my dummy.I was turned to the other side and Jane began stroking my hair andwhispering sweet nothings into my ear.1 of the monitors switched itself on and Sandra and Alice were beingfilmed. Sandra had Alice's' hands cuffed behind her back and was pullingthem upwards towards the ceiling by a length of chain. Her legs werecuffed with a spreader bar and she was wearing a shiny PVC mini dresswith shiny boots.