"They whispered to each other. "Are we not like them?" "Are we different?"I glanced at the one beside me. "Different how?" Are we your sons?" "Like th...y are?"I parked the car and turned to face them both. "What the hell are you two talking about?" The others..." " ... Yann, Ivan, Sean and Juan." "They are brothers." "They say your sons." "But we..." " ... and Zane..." "We are not sons." "We are other." "We want to be like them, Boss." "How become we the sons?"It took me a second to link all the. Silk and Lace was a lingerie store, with several racks of various intimate wear as well as undergarments of all sorts and colors. Posters depicted models in various outfits, but nothing too revealing. To me it was small, quiet, and very tasteful. It didn't require the drapes. However, I wasn't there to try anything on. The women who shopped there probably felt more comfortable with the additional privacy.Speaking of the women who shopped there, there were at least a dozen milling about, looking. “They kept telling me that I wasn’t worth anything and I should just end it all.”“I ought to kill that bitch,” hissed Erica.“It’s okay, Squirt,” I said. “I got over it. I got better and I moved on with my life.”“So, what are you doing with yourself now?” Asked her father.“The same thing,” I began. “In the same old place. I’m just making a hell of a lot more money. I’m the new engineering manager at the plant I used to work at.”“Wow!” said her dad. “Aren’t you a bit young for that kind of. Guys like a woman to do that and you want to please your clients... That's good... Now slowly lick up the length of my cock and then wrap your tongue all around the head..." I sighed and told that both felt great and looked great... "Now take the head in your mouth and begin sucking me... I want to use your mouth like a cunt.... That's it... Let me hold your head steady while I fuck your mouth.... Hmmmm... Very nice... Just imagine how nasty this looks with you kneeling their naked, your pussy.