. you can see from his enthusiasm, just how they rule his existence ... If I were to cut them off, I might as well cut his head off too, but I need hi... to pilot my ship.” Candia simply shrugged, and Varnella was glad to return to their prior conversation.Veen did indeed grace Arna, and the latex, with his semen again, the pleasure of coming between her thighs, as rewarding as his blissful expulsion into the tight warmth of her anus, the two bonding closer with every minute of their enforced. I sat in my car holding the box that I bought from the jeweler and thought about how I’d ask Ella the most important question of my life. I got nervous that she’d say no, so I threw it back into the bag and drove home.When I got home, I sent Ella a text, “Love you baby, see you later. I need to talk to you about something.”She replied quickly, “Love you too, can’t wait for tonight. What do you need to talk about?”I sent one last text before turning off my phone, “We’ll discuss it later, just. “I did that once. But with foods that ended with ‘oni.’ Like, ‘Rice-a-roni, bologna, spumoni, calzone. But, there wasn’t a bet involved. My sorority was just full of bulimics.”He laughed. “I never realized how funny you can be, Marcie.”“Thank you, better late than never.”“And pretty.”“Wow, is that you or the Mojitos talking?”They exchanged a meaningful look, and while the music and conversations blared around them the room appeared to grow silent to Marcie. She cleared her throat and asked, “So. I got dressed and put the Open House sign back on the lawn. I wondered what would happen if any house hunters would arrive before Melanie regained consciousness. If they were male, perhaps they'd get sloppy seconds. At least when Melanie reported back to Max, I'd get a superior rating.The short ride home left me with mixed emotions. Yes, Max had come through with his promise, and I'd cum through sex with his sister-in-law. But only by fantasizing about the house owner's daughter. I didn't even.