"They're... real?" she whispered hoarsely. "We can't... I couldn't..." So... what," I responded earnestly, "this whole, magical experience should be f...ke, just like my sham of a marriage? Dianna, we are going to do this; if not for you, for me. I'm not expecting you to commit to me for a lifetime. This whole weekend, starting from when I walked through your door last night, is shaping up to be exactly that; Magic. When it's over, I want to be able to look back and say: 'This was real.'" But. Should I make love to my sister or not? I had a fleeting thought of fear of going soft. But she seems to want it, my internal dialogue began. I didn't want to lose her love and respect afterwards. She seems into it and is very hot.My little head won out and I said, "Maybe you’re right. I am a bit uncomfortable”So I got off the bed and stood up to peel my underwear off. Deb had turned to look at me and my rigid cock as I pulled my underwear down and smiled, putting her head back down on her. Seeing Maria’s lacerations, Wilhelm asked kindly, “What happened to you, Miss?”With her eyes shining Maria replied, “I, too, have entered the service of Kendy Company. I am the junior slave. And, sir, I was given the joy of attending to my mistress, Karla, during her torture. She was utterly exquisite, as I’m sure you agree. Her heroism is utterly without parallel in our country’s history.”“That’s certainly true enough,” Wilhelm said. Then to Klink he said, “Stefan, you called it. I apologize.. Shay did not know it but she had just become the latest girl for Maria to welcome to her group. I knew Shay was married but that did not stop her from flirting and playing around with me. She always took her break when I came in and gave me a generous discount on my food order. Shay sensed that Maria and I were linked, but she was not sure how. She was curious about it and I could see it in her eyes and her demeanor. Shay asked, “Maria, how do you know Cal? He is my most favorite man here. I.