“Varm vax now, dear.” Natalie lay on the table and reviewed her processes of decision-making; she sought the logic of it all. It made no sense. ...But, this was what Cameron Lloyd wanted… ~~~ The sound of her heels clickety-clacked on the marble floors of the Tyson’s Galleria, as Mrs. Cameron Lloyd sashayed in the direction of Neiman Marcus, an upscale department store located in McLean, Virginia. Armed with Cameron’s American Express Black Card She crossed the threshold with the intent of. “OH fuck!” I screamed as I began to recover from the suddenness of it all. My head swiveled back up and it all came into focus for me. I saw my uncle above me and as I followed his body down I saw and felt the cause of the pain I’d felt, as I watched my Uncle withdraw his huge cock from my tiny never been fucked hole as he plunged the whole damn thing back inside me. (Now I know some will be skeptical but why would I lie about that when I’m admitting in detail how I fucked my Uncle... I mean. And yes that means you, Joe, if our brilliant composer lets you up."Angelique gave me a kiss before hopping off my lap. She headed to her sisters already tuning their instruments, sitting at her electric piano, which luckily didn't need tuning.And she began to play La Femme Qui Marche, the piece we performed in Paris. The other Helen clones improvised around her this time. I thought Lindy wanted to work up something new, but this made sense. Angelique could continue repeating the lengthy. .. sex will rear its ugly head.”“No it won’t.”“It’s unavoidable, Lucas.”“We have an agreement ... an understanding. Damn! She’s got me cornered.” I resign he typed into the instant message box.“Think what you like.” Gary stripped down and climbed into his bed.two out of three? came a message from Sharon.kThe board reset and Lucas made a move.“How long are you going to be clickety-clacking on that crappy keyboard of yours?” Gary asked.“We’re playing for two out of three.”“Then let’s hope deaf.