Once the sexual fog cleared, I knew that I really didn't mind the games I played the night before. Yes I knew my personal life could be crap sometimes... but it always had been far from ordinary. It was my reality. So it was time to find a way I could live with where I was at that moment.The first thing to do was to find out all I could about Mary Ellen's operation. She definitely was more than she pretendd to be. She wasn't doing all that well with the Porno business or she would not be running. Mom and Dad would think I had nuked the world. I decided that from here on in, I would have to go along with my sisters wishes. After finishing the dishes, my sister gave me a list of things I had to do. I was quite shocked at what it said. It read sort of like this: "Since you have failed to be a good brother to me, I will give you a chance to be a good sister. And if you are going to be my sister, you will have to look like one. First, shave all of your body hair off. This includes your. Needed the thrill of getting Scott to cheat. Taking him completely wasn’t an option.‘Just like how I need Scott taken for me to orgasm.’Jean bit her lip.‘And god do I miss cumming!’The psychic had known for ages that she was into cuckqueening. Men could do anything to her body, completely devote themselves to her… and she would barely get moist. But have her watch from a closet or behind a door Scott taking someone else? Oh, Jean would cum before she could even get her fingers between her folds. Hear the end of it, I guess." You're right," I mused. Who would believe that she'd go off on a toot likethat? That wasn't the woman I thought I'd be marrying. She had me hook, line,and sinker!" Uh-huh. Life's a bitch and then you die."I looked up. "That was stupid." So what do you expect to come from me," Sal said sheepishly. "Besides, whatdo we do now?" I don't know," I replied. "If they can get things straighened out, then Iguess we just pick up where you left us off tonight. Otherwise, I.