She threw the phone towards the trash can and made a mad dash to her bedroom to get to another phone.Tim sat, listening to the steady thrum of the rin..., almost ready to hang up. He decided he would give it four rings, and then hang up if she didn't answer.Kate launched herself across the bed to grab the phone on her bedside table. In her hurry, she put too much energy into her move and slid off the opposite side of the bed, hitting the floor, along with the talk button. Tim heard the connection. Did it happen more than once? Too many questions, not enough answers. But I know where I’ll find my answers. I get to school, knowing full well I’ll get a detention for being late, and head to my second period math class. I just so happen to have that class with my lying, slut sister, Cassie. When I walk in she glances at the door, and if she’s not an idiot, knows that something’s wrong with me. I sit down across the room and try to pay attention to the lesson, but my head is spinning. . With that, I tool the wrapper and opened it with my teeth. I’ve become quite the expert, or ‘sexpert’ at removing condoms from wrappers in a hurry. I ripped the wrapper open and pulled the condom out. Eric held his hand out so he could take it. ‘I’ll take it from here babe’ he said. ‘That’s ok, I’m a full service bitch,” I said with a giggle. So, I took the condom and unrolled it a bit. I then placed it on his gorgeous dick and slowly rolled it over the tip. I then leaned in and put my mouth on. I was his wife. He was my husband. My prince. I clung to him tightly, my arms locked around his neck. His hands stroked down my back, rustling the fabric of my dress, pulling the cloth tight over my breasts, my nipples aching.The rest of my family appeared around me as the light faded. They were all my wives, even the sex slaves. Their faces beamed around me as they reached in at me. Their hands fumbled at my clothing, searching for the laces holding my dress closed.Fingers found them. My.