*That night* -Saras POV- Maddi and I had our clothes on again, because sleeping in the nude meant nearly freezing to death. We popped a movie into the... DVD player and sat back to watch. We sat side by side, with our shoulders touching. About halfway through the movie, I shivered. My nipples were rock hard. I started to feel them through the thin fabric of my button-up pajama shirt. I flicked them, and moaned. Maddi looked at me with a what the fuck? look, until she saw where my hands were. She. So, do you like your new body Riley? its truly some of my best work, the fruit of years of trial and error.”“Yes mistress, I do, I really like my new body.”“Ona says you like it a little too much…”“I…I’m”“A slut… I know my sweet, your kind always are.” She said as she wrapped a final strap around my throat and pulled it tight. “Thats what this is for though, if there’s a problem I fix it, if you need an adjustment I make it. Some people might call it… brainwashing. But I think that’s a sad way. “Do ... do you have any idea how many pairs of shoes I can get for two hundred thirty dollars? I’ve never had that much money before in my life ... Do you have any idea how long I can live out on the streets on that much money?”Tricia stood silent for a long moment. Her face fell, and she shook her head. “I...” she started, and sat down on the couch with a heavy plop. Her breasts jostled in the skimpy négligée. She stared off into space, looked at the mangled shoe, and then the small dog in her. I caught myself absently stroking myself through my sweat pants, wishing I could join the two.I got to see more of Zander's mom's figure when she propped herself up on an elbow and let a hand tangle its fingers in her son's hair. She was pleasantly plump, shapely in all the right places, and the way her pendulous breasts hung was marvelous. I licked my lips and swallowed, jealousy and lust burning in my chest.Zander's mom gyrated against her son's mouth. Pleasure knitted her brow, and she bared.