I turned to Chuck. “Did you know about Hugh and Donna?” I was curious. I was thinking about his profile photos. Yes, he showed his face. But those... photos were very public and would never lead one to realize he was so openly sexual.Both Hugh and Chuck answered at the same time. “Not for a long while.”Chuck went on, “I was very low-profile. At work, I did not touch, I told no jokes, I asked no questions. If Martha and I met couples, it was a first-name only relationship. I took photos but was not. .. dear ... God?“Your corollary has no basis,” I said to her.“What’s that mean?” she asked, getting on my lap as Shirley just had been.“Sorry ... you can’t not be my sister, so the question is moot.”She looked at me funny, so I did the obvious and kissed her. It only lasted maybe a second, so I said, “Did that feel romantic, or like your brother just kissed you?”She got all glassy-eyed, and said, “Yes,” to both questions, and she kissed me just like Shirley had, and I responded the same way.My. I realized a plot in the last few Chapters now I’m running with it. Contains, futa, hyper, sex, celebs, etc. A little science and such too. Maybe also a little meta. Remember this is fantasy folks, so there are logical inconsistencies. Everyone is over 18, comments and feedback are welcome. Enjoy! *** People cleared out of the way as Taylor Swift strutted down the sidewalk. Strutting was absolutely necessary and really the only way her gait could be described. Her heels clicked against. The dildo felt so good in my ass that I knew that I had to have the real thing. So I went online to find to find another man to hook up with. I came across this guy in his mid 40s to early 50s who wanted to hook up and said to come his place on Monday. I was excited and nervous at the same time that I was actually going to get some dick. So Monday rolls around and I head over to his place. As I’m heading over there I was really excited and nervous and was hard the entire ride just thinking.