"I get yelled at often enough. But you know, I was thinking a few minutes ago as I was trying to decide how I feel about them now. I can't remember a ...time when either one of them ever hugged me or kissed me or told me that they love me. Not one single time!"It's like raising me, taking care of me, that was just part of what they have to do to look like regular people. I never even realized it until just now. I don't have a relationship with them. I'm just a possession, a part of their cover.. She brought a box wrapped in colorful birthday paper and gave it to me. "Your mother said to give this to you when you wanted your hair done."She said as she handed me the box. I opened it and was elated to see a long blond wig. Leslie and dawn putit on me and brushed it out. It had bangs, was curly and came halfwaydown my back. I felt it rub against my shoulders and neck as I moved myhead. They brushed it so that in it fell in front over my breasts aswell as down my back.It really made a. Jim got on the bed behind Carol and started fingering her just above John's mouth. He straddled John's body and rubbed his prick on her ass and then her slit. John was 'mmphing' in humiliation and inflamed with lust. I stood next to Carol and we shared an erotic passionate open mouthed, tongues dancing kiss. I was rubbing her tits and caressing her down to where John was trapped. Carol bent over and Jim slid his cock into her dripping cunt. John started humping his body up and down in total. " Darla, about this 'Joan' business," I said. "Yes Joan?" she asked. "Please don't call me that in front of anyone else, ok?"She considered this for a moment and at last replied, "OK." "I'm not kidding Darla," I warned her. "Message received," she said and then added, "Let's go!" We made our waydownstairs and Darla hollered out to her mother, "Mom, we're leaving now." Are you sure you don't want a ride?" she asked.Darla laughed and informed her mother that it wouldn't look too cool to bedriven.