She had come full circle in a fashion. When she was driven by her natureand her shattered mind, she was alone with only the fragments ofherself; cut o...ff from everything and yet connected to the whole at thesame time. M'Tehr and the others of the Grove network were aware of her.How could they not be when her presence was like a blazing star hoveringoverhead; drawing and focusing all of their attention on it? But she wasnot aware of them on a conscious level.And it was not something that was. Under the right circumstances all of us woman are sluts, even more so when making love to our soul mates. We can be as vulgar as sailors, and wallow in the mud like pigs when elevated to an orgasmic state of passion. And all that night, and late into the next morning I fucked Jim’s brains out at every turn as we discussed his idea of sharing his white wife with a strange black man in the filthiest of terms.“Wait until Harry meets my favorite slut,” he said as he ate, and I served brunch both of. I slowly peered over his shoulder, breathing deeply and when I saw the face, it made me sigh with releif and I swore. "What the fuck is going on? Emily? Holy mother fucker." Shyla hissed, glaring at both of us and I was surprised by her language. I raised a perfect brow, stepping of from behing Jovanne who stepped forward in protection but I pushed him back and faced Shyla. She tore her eyes from my body. "What? Never seen a woman's body before?" I said, putting my hands on my hips and stood. I mean this is Incest that we're talking about." I know that Josh, and yes I know that it's wrong, I know, but I just can't stand to be this way anymore. It hurts, IT FUCKING HURTS OKAY!"I could sense something had gone unsaid by Shelly so I moved a little closer, and after a seconds decision I placed my hand over hers, but she quickly transferred it so that my palm now laid flat over the material covering her right breast, causing me to inhale sharply with the feel of her enormous swell still.