" She said. "Thank you for using me as your toilet."Janet's hand dropped down to her sex as her daughter spoke. The thrill of watching the teenager ma...e a complete slut of herself sent hot thrills into the older woman's belly."I will never piss in a toilet again, young lady." Janet joined in. "Your mouth will be my private piss hole from now on. Is that clear?" Yes, Mother. Thank you. I'd like that."The idea of drinking her mother's pee on a daily basis sent hot bursts of pleasure into Maria's. Taking stock of her situation, she started looking for a way to get some control over her future. It was not in her nature to wait for things to happen; she was more of a make-things-happen type of person. Leaving her future and that of her children to chance was simply not acceptable. She began actively looking for candidates she could manipulate who would qualify as Confederacy volunteers.Due to his young appearance, Jacob Caulfield had caught her attention long before she learned of his very. After her last class, I knew she would be heading back to the dorm room that she shared with her twin sister. As per my request, Abby was in the room. I waited about 45 minutes to make sure she would be in her room. I walked to her hallway, and stood around the corner from her room. I dialed her cell phone number and waited for her to answer. She did rather quickly. “Ty! That was so sweet of you. How did you do that?” “Well, I pushed speed-dial 3 and somehow by the magic of cell phones, yours. I climbed onto the bed next to him, dragging my brother onto the bed behind me, and we lay there for a moment, looking at each other alternately. At that point in time, nothing seemed to matter. Not who each of us were as individuals, or how we’d become enmeshed, or what we might be collectively at that moment. Lying there between them, I felt the most secure I had even felt in my life, the most absorbed, the most content, but the most anticipating too. It didn’t matter if they were alone.