Right.”He laughed and shook mom awake. He said, “Betty, wake up. Our little girl is going to drain your piss, then drink her own. Once all is done...I want you to fix breakfast. Little whore has to go check her e-mails. Pam sent her something.”I laid on my back so my mother could squat over me. As she lowered her cunt to my mouth, I thought how that this wasn’t the way a family should be. They should be protecting their little 14-year-old daughter instead of using her as a piss slut. But, I’m so. But now, a slender girl not five years out from college, she quickly leapt up as if to stabilize the structure. "Not too hard, please; you don't want to push it off its base. We spent too much time with the coating to have a terrible dent put in it." I see. Is it ready for me, Sonja?"Sonja merely led the woman to the far side of the sphere, where Connie noticed a faint circular trace, about a foot and a half in diameter. The assistant pointed to two small catches interrupting the trace."See. "Let's see if you were paying attention," I announced. "Which one of you made me struggle harder to keep from cumming?"They looked at each other, and Kathy almost started to answer. When she checked herself, Theresa almost spoke. They stared at each other for a moment longer. I saw the moment when the lights went on, and I wish I had had the camera ready. They both turned to me."Both of us," they said in unison."Which means neither of us," Kathy added."Both of you," I repeated. "You are both. About three hours later we left the spa, massaged, manicured, pedicured, scrubbed, polished and waxed. “How about some lunch?” asked Eve.“Sure,” I replied, “Then I think I want to go shopping for a new swimsuit.” We made our way aft to the patio-style café overlooking the stern of the ship and ordered salads and iced tea. After we finished we headed below to the shops. We looked through the swimwear and I picked out a couple of suits that would show off my curves but still have some semblance.