Are you sure you’re okay with this? You sure you want to go through with this?”I knew my subconscious was pulling a face, unable to hide the whirl...ing mix of emotions I was feeling. And I wondered how this face looked to Jill and what it made her think. Whether it made her think any the less of me – a man who’d rather watch and share than have her all to myself back in our home and matrimonial bed. And whatever she might have been thinking about me, she wasn’t letting on, just smiling lovingly. We were at a party when I spotted Gail and her new feller."Don't look now," I said, "but your sister is over there." Where? Oh yes I see her," said Emma, "she looking daggers at us, reach up and squeeze my tits." What?" I said."Squeeze my tits, so she can see," she repeated."How's that," I said, my hands moving over her large breasts."Perfect," she giggled, "she's gone now, I hope that upset her." You're a pervert," snapped Gail when I saw her in the kitchen later when I was getting new. "So let me get this straight," Kayla said. "Not only have you expanded your mission to include whoever wants to join, and you've quit trying to hide from the public, but you've effectively solved the whole heir problem, and you've figured out how to boost more people than you can through simply having sex with everyone, and you've included a whole 'nother nation of people to your mission. Is that about it?" Well, I wouldn't say I'm telling the public at large about me, but essentially, yeah,". He peered around before addressing Francine. ‘Hello, ma’am, I was looking for Harding.’ Francine let the comment lay, waiting… waiting… then Slick opened his mouth to speak. She cut him off with a steady voice. ‘No, Slick, you are looking for me. I’m Francine, Executive VP for TWI Marketing. I have worked four years battling engineering, manufacturing and finance to get a sports car worthy of the TWI label. It’s finally here and I’ll be God-Damn if I’ll have just anyone driving it first on the.