.." Shit! It was my mom! There had always been rumors in the neighbor hood that my mom slept around--I used to be bullied about it--but I had never kn...own for sure. And now, not only did I find out that it was true, but she waas fucking somebody almost right in front of me. Then something surprising happened: I got even more turned on! Goddamn! I thought, my mom is fucking somebody! As they continued pounding into each other, I began picturing what she looked like with her big legs spread apart,. ’ ‘Yes, Grand Duchess.’ ‘Good. Now you are dismissed. Make sure this criminal is properly cared for. I want her in top physical condition when she is brought to the Royal Residence.’ ‘Yes, Grand Duchess.’ Kim and Cecilia saluted the Grand Duchess before doing a crisp about-face. Cecilia instructed Maria Elena to get off her knees and follow them out of the room. The Colombian was totally bewildered, because she had not understood very much of the conversation between her Spokeswoman and that. However, their sex drive was second to none. They are a pair of sex kittens with tails to match, Liz thought. Sarah had a tail like a tabby and Sheila had one like a calico. Every free moment they had, they were fucking someone in the house, but most often each other. Liz wondered if that made them narcissistic. After them it would be Vicky then Sasha, Trish’s oldest and finally Andrea. Zander would never go on the table; he was destined to carry on their father’s legacy.Liz thought back on. So George got himself a dog to share his affections; a chocolate coloured Boxer.It was a ‘proper man’s dog’ according to George; muscular intelligent and strong.He’d wanted to call it ‘Nigger’ after the dog from his childhood; but Margo had persuaded him to name him ‘Tango’.George was still OK with his business and golf buddies though.He was an independent financial advisor dealing largely with fellow Country Club members. That’s where he was now and Margo didn’t expect him back home before ten.