So Debbie rushed Delta Chi on the second week of September. The club's executive officers were seated in a circle on chairs in the sorority house 'ent...ertainment den'. The room was in the basement of a three story Victorian style home in the heart of Boston. The room was dimly lit now but Debbie could just make out the paddles and ropes hung on large hooks on the four walls.Debbie sat on a bean bag in the center of the group of five Delta Sisters. She was not intimidated by the older women who. She would start by sucking my dick and would let me return her the favor. I used to suck her pussy as long as possible giving her full attention. She used to push me into her pussy making me go hornier. Then I would fuck her as deep as possible. Doggy style was her favorite so we used to fuck mostly in that position. Then I would always remove my dick and ejaculate on her ass, pussy, boobs or face sometimes, she liked doing all those kinky things.She never used dirty language while doing it, I. As I came closer, I saw Mother make the tiniest motion to embrace me before holding it in check, causing me to stop short. There was something almost fragile about her, a wordless nervous tension.“Mother.”Her eyes moved fractionally up and down. “You’ve changed. Grown. Ship says you’ve reached Prime.”I nodded. The AI had told me the same thing several days ago. Engrammed gene alterations had added another twenty kilos of muscle to my frame, but I would never grow higher than my current two. “Everything. It was like he knew he was about to check out. We had money coming in from everywhere after the funeral. I really only work to pay grocery bills and such, and to keep busy. He really left us well off. Why?”“Well, he probably did know,” her brother-in-law said.“What do you mean?” asked his wife.Frank didn’t answer immediately. “Did Harry travel much for his company?”Sue answered, “Sure, some, not much though, why? What’s that got to do with his insurance?”“Well, I’m just speculating.