.. ," I indicated the sleeping girl in the other bubble, " ... didn't know about them, did she?" No," she answered. "Dawn didn't know; I kept them hid...den from her like all the rest." Dawn?" I asked."Our name is Spring Dawn," she said.I wasn't surprised. What research I had done had shown me that most multiples took different names to help keep them separate and distinct."You kept the name 'Spring' so you wouldn't slip and give yourself away?" Yes," she said. "How do you know all this?" I had to. . She was in a Bengali saree with matching stuff and looking beautiful.On asking why so she said she was getting married to Bengali guy and just wanted to know if she can impress him or not. She was just terrific and looking hot as hell.Came close to me kissed … Her red hot lips were making me loose my self … It tasted well stuffed and i was pulling her more closer and wasn’t ready to break the kiss.She took a breath and said that she will be sitting on the bed and will be waiting for me… I. “Those are depressing places. I hope to God I don’t end up in one of those,” Claire said pleased to hear that the young woman was in a respectable profession.“Same here,” Abby said. After working there for a few weeks, she really never wanted to end up in nursing home. The smell of the place nearly killed her every morning when she showed up to work.Claire asked, “Do you like your job?”“Not really. Like you said, it is a depressing place. There’s nothing glamorous about my job. About the only. But I sure as hell wasn't going to do it with somebody else.The next morning I went down to see Lana, even before I had a chance to jack off. But she had already taken off for the day, apparently, and that left me with nothing to do. Well, except spend the whole day beating off. I went back downstairs, dug out my stash of Penthouses, put the headphones on to Van Halen (can you imagine that being background music for sex now?) and dropped trou. I was curious about something, and so for the first.