You don’t mind if we come over someday soon for a threesome, do you?”“It’s Becky’s house. Her home. You might want to ask the lady of the ho...se,” I reminded them, making Becky smile.“An open invitation. I insist. And it’s a foursome, guys. I’m going to want to sample both cocks ... and your wonderful pussy, Ms. Clarke,” Becky told them, “I’m very bi, trust me.”“So, you want me, too, eh, sis?” I asked her, very aroused at the idea of incest with my adoptive sister, a sexy African-American girl. He had hefty body with muscles underneath. Her mouth went dry as she watched him place his hands around the other woman’s waist. He was off the table. A deal that was null and void. Her mind wandered as the music began to sound dull and fragmented. A soft kiss to her breasts. A few nibbles of her cleavage. His hands wrapping around her waist to lift her up off of the ground. Her mouth finding the crevice of his neck, her tongue lapping rough but tender flesh that made him sigh. Shaky,. "This drug," Victoria said, twiddling his cock like a toy, "it's goingto change everything. The world, I mean. You can program it. Make itturn you into anything. Become your ideal self. It can make you perfectand beautiful. It could make you into a Greek god," she leaned in,cupping his near-empty sack, "or it can forever trap you as my littlesextoy." Her breath tickled his ear as she continued. "It could beprogrammed to make you smarter, or..." she trailed off.An implication hung in the air.. Lilly's eyes scanned the text over and over, not really reading each individual word, but absorbing them as a whole. It was too painful to focus on any single word.Too old? She was only 20 years older than Casandra. She could still remember what it was like to be 18, the peer pressure, the anxiety of finishing school and the growing pains of increasing responsibility. An improvement in technology didn't change anything. What was it she couldn't understand?As for the decisions Casandra was.