We will have the ceremony for your passage into oblivion first thing in the morning."Ceremony? It didn't seem much like a ceremony to me."I want the g...irls now! Right away! Do it!" I sounded angry but I had to make sure Stephen obeyed. I was still king. Today.Sarah and Savannah looked very puzzled when they came into my house because I was dressed. I sat cross-legged on the bed with Alexander's log open in front of me."You know I want to fuck you, but I really need your help," I said."Anything. Still she had to admit she looked good in the iconic outfit of nerd lust. She and her friends had saved for months to go to Dragon-con. Unable to afford a hotel room in any of the 6 hotels hosting the convention in the 2 square blocks of downtown Atlanta taken over by 50,000 nerds every year. They had to resort to getting a cheap motel room within walking distance of a Marta station, and a weekend subway pass. The major advantage being avoiding the several hundred dollar a night inflated cost. There is a large, unkempt bed in the middle of the space. She pulls him over to it.With her free hand, she pulls the front of his shirt away from his body and then lets go."Lose it," she commands.He quickly lifts the shirt over his head, and then throws it at a pile of dirty clothes by the wall.She catches his eyes with her own, and with her eyes only, she demands that he pay attention.She watches his eyes closely as she quickly undresses. She had been told to dress conservatively, so as not to. We both sat down on their couch and just chatted it up for a few minutes.“Well, Jason is out with some friends tonight, but what's going on with you?” Samantha asked.“Nothing much, it's just Saturday night and I was wondering what you two were up to. I thought maybe you'd be interested in going to a party or something, but I guess Jason is busy,” I replied.She nodded her up in approval, but I could see something was on her mind, so I asked her what was up.“Everything cool with you and Jason?” I.