”Gunjan giggled, slipped down under the covers and gobbled her father’s limp prick into her mouth. She sucked, lathered his cock with her spit. �...Baby,” Atharva groaned. “God, don’t you get enough?” “Never,” Gunjan giggled, coming up from under the sheets. “Maybe I should go down and entertain Uncle Ashwin.” Atharva grinned while he fondled Khushboo’s large creamy tits. “Ashwin always has had a thing for you, Gunjan. I think he’d love sticking his cock in you.” “Ohhh, shit,” Gunjan sighed. She. To even think the word I gives me a strange feeling in the marrow of my bones. It was years ago you see, that my humanity was taken from me. I surrendered in a way that seems logical by definition in its demand that I no longer refer to myself, or even think of myself as, a person. Since I am now an object, chattel of limited value, an animal, I think of myself as an it a thing to be used, or not, by my owners or their agents. By the end of this sentence, I will no longer refer to myself as. ”“You wouldn’t be trying to get rid of me, would you?’“Ha-ha funny.”“Morning everyone.” Walt said coming in to the room, “Something sure smells good.”Annie gave Papa a hug and handed him a cup of coffee. Barney came in the back door on that note and wanted to know where his was.“The hug or the coffee, old man?” Walt asked.“The coffee, you old fool, I’ll leave the hugging up to the young guys.”“Well then I’ll take yours.” Spencer’s voice boomed from the doorway. And darned if he didn’t. He moved. Do you understand, Molly?" Yes, Monica," I said. "I do. I can use my femininity..to myadvantage." Yes, darling," said Monica. "But never with a pilot. They arealways in charge of you." Of course," I said hungrily. "That goes without saying." My what an asset to the corporation you are," smiled Monica. "Such alovely young woman. What are you waiting for? Put it on..seal yourconversion, Molly."I smiled and slipped the beautiful ring on my finger and suddenlyfelt..truly part of something.