If I could do it myself I'd have let you sleep, but since I can't, you'll have to do it for me and then head back to bed."I still hadn't gotten any co...fee. Man, what a crummy way to start a day. Everyone ignoring me, no one remembering one of the most important days in a young man's life, everyone acting rude and Cate, my dear sister, acting like I'm holding her up by purposefully being slow.I got to my feet and padded out to the garage behind her in my bare feet. When I got there she was. .. how they were happy with it, how they were proabably comfortable with it. But what caught our, as I can speak, ‘rage’ was one moment where Donna said that they had sex on the armchair! Can you believe it? Sex on our armchair! How could they?At first it enraged us, but Charlotte realized that it could be a nice fantasy. You know, having sex outside the traditional place those things happen. But here is the deal: we wanted to have sex there, on that armchair. We always thought how good was for. She received her next text, "this needs to be inside the backside". In her work bag I had placed a new jeweled glass anal plug. Just to be an ass I bought the widest one they had. I didn't give her a time frame. She didn't know if this would be a lunch time rendezvous, after work, or what to expect. The day went on. I sent a couple random texts "be wet", "get ready for crazy", "you're my whore", "do as you're told".Towards the end of the work day I sent her some real instructions. "Go to the. I'll have the furniture moved to the side. Think of it as a big slumber party. I'll even supply the pizza." Okay!" Mackenzie said.Both girls smiled. Like most people, they liked that idea of free pizza.I repeated the concept to make sure they understood. "I want you to learn their parts so you can fill in for anyone who gets sick on tour." Yes, sir," said Cassidy."Good. It's all settled."It was the next afternoon after choir practice. Cassidy and Mackenzie sat in the chairs in front of my.