“Look, Davy. I am your sister. I don’t want sex with you.”“Betty, do you prefer sirloin or tube steak?”“It depends on the chef.”“Which...does your pussy prefer?”Her eyes glazed over and she was in her trance. While the non family kittens were programmed for sex only, the family kittens had been programmed by Uncle Bert so I could change the programming. I began to change Betty.“Listen carefully to me. You are a wonderful, classy, self-confident, very happy and positive woman. You are also very. Chris sucked in his breath, gritted his teeth, and rode his bike around to Lisa's house. It'd come to him in the middle of the night, a bitterly cold night out under the stars while on holiday: he didn't have to get Lisa alone at school.Lisa's mum answered the door. "Hello, is Lisa home?" Hi, Chris. Long time no see!" she smiled at him. "Come and sit in the lounge, and I'll go and get her."He waited nervously in the lounge. He didn't know whether he was pleased or not that Lisa was home. Oh. That was the power ofhormones, not the changing body, but the changing person.Getting back to luck and the lack of it and whether luck is made or not.The limo had just picked Mom and me up to drive us to the exhibitionhall for my first showing for a designer known all around the world.There had been an accident between a delivery van and a high-end car,blocking the street where we had to go. Traffic refused to move so wesat for ten minutes before Mom suggested we walk the remaining block tothe. He has brought beer, places three bottles on the dresser before joining the two women on the bed. He kisses his wife, tells her he loves her."You know what I've always wanted," he says.Bev does not answer him, says to Sara. "He wants us side by side." Then she is easing Sara onto her back before lying on her back too at her side. Bev's left leg straddles Sara's right, crossing at the knee.And then it is Nick, his cock inside Sara. Bev waits her turn as he fucks Sara as if she needs to be.