" That's my choice. Why can't you get pregnant? I may want a baby around here, and I don't have time to get pregnant." I can. It's just the wrong time...of the month for me. I'll have a baby for you, Mistress, but I'm not sure how I could afford to live if I had to stop working." I can take care of you or Karen if I decide on having a baby." Yes Mistress."The conversation surprised me, but didn't want to get in the middle of it. I called Beth while Darcy got dressed. I told her that I made it to. ”I took a shower and, out of habit, just wore clean underwear to raid the fridge in. I intended to take a nap of my own. I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, with half a peanut butter sandwich in my hand, when Randi opened the door and walked in.“I saw the casts,” she said. “They’re really beautiful.”“Thanks,” I said. I was so tired that I just wanted to go to sleep.“Mom suggested that I put the lubricant on myself,” she said.“Oh,” I said.“She didn’t say why.” My older sister looked. Her somewhat over-mascaraed lively blue eyes, to my way of thinking. She was dressed in a bathrobe that had fallen open as she propped her long, tanned legs on the coffee table to paint her toenails with a bottle of polish the color of blood.I had no idea who the third girl was. She was sitting in one of the wing chairs, her legs stretched open in front of her on an ottoman. She looked to be about 24 or 25. I always had a hard time guessing women's ages, though, so she could be anywhere from 20. ..before starting at the bottom again.When he stopped, I opened my eyes to see if anything was wrong, and there he was standing over me completely naked. His face was wet, and I felt no shyness in touching his erect penis. It felt wonderfully hard. It seemed quite normal to have my fingers around it, as if my whole life had been building up to this moment. It was as if I had done it before. Human nature, I guess, was telling me what to do.I wanted him now. But not here. Not on the couch. I.