As she shut of the lights and left the room.My humanity is gone now. I am no longer me, I am only an extension of her. Her perpetually grinning face i...s all I can ever see. She loves to lick me, to dribble and spit on me and watch her salvia sit on my face. She loves to spend long hours with her tongue entrenched up my nose and feel my body shudder as she plays her odd games. She seldom spokes to me, while we spend hours locked in the dark each day. If I try to speak or make any noises other. “Oh, that’s OK Aman,” she said, seeming relieved that was all it was. “I trust you haven’t got any funny diseases or you’d have said before, and I’m on the pill so there’s no need to worry about the two of us becoming three or anything. Come on, I want this!”Reassured, I knelt between her open legs and lowered myself down over her, supported on my elbows, until her hard nipples were almost touching me, and we could feel each other’s breath on our faces. One of her hands left my waist and I felt. Recognizing the look, Judy had to laugh. Still laughing she stood up, and wagged her finger at Bob telling him to follow her, which he did immediately.Judy saw the looks from the girls and before they could say anything, just whispered one word to them both, "Relax."When they got into the next room, away from ears that could eavesdrop, Judy turned to Bob with a grin, "You have no clue do you?"He just shook his head."Sweetheart, Michelle has had a crush on you for years and it has nothing to do. It makes no difference. He likes any age, any shape, any size, and any level of experience. He couldn't care less if you're married, single, engaged, divorced, or a celibate nun. If you have the right parts, he will try and take advantage of them."When my grandfather begged Noah to take me away, he did it to keep my father from forcing me to be one of his women. He'd have done that before the funeral if I was still there when Grandpa died. Debusque men have a weakness for using their daughters,.