“Prince, I think you just get dressed” Domi whispered in my ear lowly, making me shiver.“Fine, but we better be on that damn bed once we come ba...k”He just chuckled as I was carried off to get changed, the tension in the room was thick as everyone tried not to look below my belt while I stood there. Once my clothes were on Domi grabbed my hand as we walked out the door and I felt my face heat up at the small act, it was rare but he did start doing it after the talk with my father and I. If someone had bothered looking at the "slave bodyguards" they would have noticed that all of them were identical except for their scalp hair--all four had different hairstyles and haircuts. They wore slave collars and were barefoot.Hank was professionally dressed for a presentation in a dark pinstripe suit, contrasting striped shirt and a print tie. One would have to be very near Hank to see that his tie was tastefully printed with tiny cartoon characters. A pair of black wing-tip shoes. Like I said, I don’t know who came up with it, but we both latched onto the thought immediately.“We couldn’t, could we?”“We could...”“But we couldn’t really.”It had always been just ... a fantasy. Something to think about while we played with each other. I knew that we weren’t really my brother’s dedicated sex-slaves. We were lesbians, and he was ... he was my brother.It was all just pretend.“Could we?”The suggestion was simple. Harmless, really.Over Christmas, we just ... tease my brother a. “Citizen drop that Air gun and let me scan your CIT.”I complied.The tall Roach I had seen when I first regained consciousness, appeared behind the cops.” I told you they abducted a Citizen. Do I get my reward now?”“Run fast and disappear before we decide to arrest you after all, which should do for a reward.”The policeman in front of me wore a bulky looking Ultronit segmented armor with Police stenciled across his chest. Two bright lights mounted to each side of his helmet made my eyes water.