"Thank you, Mistress," I said softly, swallowing her spittle."You take your meds?" Paul stared at me in the mirror."Yes, Master." Why do you let her t...ake those? She's not sick, she's just pretending so everyone will feel sorry for her. Like last year when she tried to kill herself," she laughed at me. "You'd think after three tries even a fucking idiot would get it right."That had been 10 minutes after I'd caught Paul fucking Jennifer in our wedding bed. She'd been my Maid of Honor. I had done. Cody muttered. Go cool off, thats an order. Yes, sir, he muttered as he stocked over to the door and slammed it shut. Blake heard Whitman clear his throat. What do you have for me Whitman? Get Cody in here, he needs to hear this too. I say, if he needs to hear this too. It somewhat involves Bailey sir. Go on. Blake ordered. Whitman sighed and turned his attention back to the computer. Blake walked over to the screen and hovered as Whitman explained. Her name is Sklyer An Sommer, she served. He was a very good driver, and Switzerland had tough driving tests and strict laws. Her chin trembled. She was determined not to cry."Not good. I visited him in hospital. He recognised me but his jaw was sort of fixed." Her mother's voice wavered, Lauren catching the emotion."I'll write to his Mum, she can forward the letter" That would be nice, dear. I'm sure he'd appreciate it. He's been so miserable since you left, you know"Lauren frowned. "How do you know?" I spoke to his mother" Ohh,. My sister groaned, her thighs wrapping about my waist. She gripped me, whimpering in delight as she enjoyed my futa-dick in her.“Oh, god, Keily,” gasped Deidre, her voice so throaty. “I never imagined you’d have a dick. It’s awesome. I love you so much.”“I love you, too,” I panted, drawing back my hips, my cock sliding through her pussy. I thrust. “You’re the best.”She grinned at me. “Mmm, and things are about to get even hotter.”I had no idea what she meant until I drew back my hips again..