This was actually when we still lived with our parents. They still have no idea about this fling and we intend to keep it that way.He became evicted f...rom his apartment, due to his room mate not paying rent. I was a nice little sister and invited him to move in with me, at least temporarily. We haven't really talked about our fling. I guess there just isn't anything to say on the subject. It had been on my mind for awhile and it was driving me nuts. I frequently thought of the nights when I. I didn’t mind, but I teased her anyway, “We’re spending a lot of time in whore-land.”“I know. It’s labor intensive at first. But it’ll pay off. I wish you and Vanessa would invest with me.”“No thanks.” I didn’t have to ask Vanessa. Neither of us wanted to profit off the kids. Nor go to prison.We entered the front door, no need for besties to knock. How has my life led me to this point? Four, seven, nine naked pink-haired kids rushed Gertie, all decorum forgotten in their hurry to hug her. She. They yanked and tugged as the Golden grew smaller. Finally, the resistance abruptly ended. Several Sprites, including Rose, tumbled out of the Golden’s open mouth. Well, most of Rose tumbled to the ground. She no longer had to worry about birthing an unwanted clone.Valiant as it was, it had proved to be a useless effort. The orifice had grown far too small. It had nipped her neck as cleanly as a child nips a berry from a bush with her fingertips. Rose had left her head behind when her. .."I was shocked at her sudden profanity, ridiculously turned on by how young and dirty she looked in the low light, her thin lacy panties drawn tight at her knees. Gone now was the uncertainty I had grown accustomed to in her eyes; it had been replaced by an a****listic glowering, fierce in it's need.She stood there, drawing her hands to the sides of her sweater, then slowly pulled them down over her firm breasts. They were perfectly shaped, at least 36 C's, with light pink nipples that were a.