So happy we're together like this. I want us to be like this, it just feel so right." Yes, Erica, I want us to get to know each other better, lots bet...ter. What a wonderful way to start," and I leaned down and kissed her as romantically as I knew how."I can come visit you, too, Adam. Where are you staying?" Oh, just a place I'm renting week by week, I don't plan on staying there, I'll get a better place." Well, I have a garage apartment in the back. It's empty. It's pretty nice, too, I don't. What the hell was going on, it seemed like the whole place was like a never ending horror show.She ventured further down the hallway but found nothing that could help her so she decided to return to her quarters, only to be greeted by two strange men who acted like they were making themselves at home in her private room.“What the hell are you doing in our suite?” Get the hell out now.” She angrily pointed at the open door, giving them her best do it or die, stare. Back on Earth it would. Side by side with that was the feeling of sex, pure female sex that wasbeing pumped into my brain with every pump that my nipples felt.Lady Portland walked me to the door of her suite. As we walked I couldfeel my vaginas - each and every one of them, from my pussy to mythroat. I could feel them in my body, inside my torso - every littlewrinkle and fold of them, every inch of them, I felt them all. And theywere wet and oozing, non-stop. Drops were coming out of my pussy andrunning down my. "Too late!" She expostulated, "I've already told you we've had enough!We, the three of us, have decided that as you are no longer going toattend school and as you haven't any other form of employment you cantake over the housework, here at home. No arguments!" She snapped, asmy protests reached audibility, "It'll do you good to understand justwhat's entailed in keeping the house clean, preparing meals andclearing up afterwards, doing all the necessary shopping and keepingall our clothes.