I said, “No, Beth. Not anymore. We used to be married though.”“Like my mum and dad,” piped up the apprentice villain.“And mine. And Carrie�...s too,” said Bethany sadly. Then she brightened up. “But Mum reckons I’ll get a new Dad soon. She’s out looking for one at the moment, down at the club with my Auntie Jean.”That explained the absence of parents overseeing this little group. It also explained the contrasting pigmentation of the two sisters.“So what’s this story then, mister?”“Ah yes,” I said.. ” Ambrose nodded as he adjusted for the youth of the child, and then with the older man blocking the view injected the plasma in the boy’s arm.They all sat beside the bed for almost two spectons, when the boy’s body started to convulse. They had to place something over the boy’s mouth as he started to scream. Then another three spectons later the boy’s body went limp. Ambrose pulled a small scanner from within his clothes. Looking up he nodded to Timora’s father, a wide smile broke out on his. ”“What’s her name?”Max smiled, and took a cigarette out of his gold case. “What do you want her name to be?”The man thought. “Amber,” he said at last, as if he had not been thinking about it constantly for the last six months.“Amber it is, then,” said Max. His hand touched a remote control device on the desk. “Tell her.”The young man cast a sidelong look at Max, then cleared his throat. “Your name is Amber,” he said. The girl’s lashes rose up just long enough to gaze lovingly him.“Yes, sir,”. ..his hardening crotch. I blush bright red and stop moving. Someone grabs my hips under my dress. I feel them grinding their hard cock against my tight teenage ass, dry humping me as my inner thighs are being caressed. My breasts are being kneaded by the strange firm hands, slowly being coaxed out of the top of my dress. I can feel another hard cock pressing on my waist. I can't tell how many men are touching me, but I have a feeling there isn't a man near me who doesn't have his hands, or cock.