French bread and cheese, washed down with a country wine. What more could you ask for?”The gite was simply furnished in a rustic style. There were t...wo bedrooms, one with a double bed and the other with two single beds. “I hope you two boys don’t mind sharing!” I Michael and Billy assured Pauline Anderson that they had no objections at all to sharing a room. The two boys had discovered the delights of their sexual development together as they had reached puberty. Sharing a bedroom could present. In the past four weeks, the Doggy Bordello had been used three times, and one woman had ordered two dogs for fucking on the same day. Grace was sure that the woman had no real idea of what she was asking for, but Grace was willing to accommodate the customer if she paid in advance.Samson had been sold to a woman in the social elite, so Grace was hoping for some word-of-mouth advertising. That was the best kind of advertising there was, and the woman was very enthusiastic about Samson after her. She didn't know for sure what was going to happen although she had hopes. She did pick out a rather skimpy green bra with matching French cut panties that she thought she looked pretty hot in and went with them.When she arrived at Ashley's loft apartment the other girl had been even more casually dressed, wearing the slightly tight black slacks she probably had worn at work along with a colourful sleeveless pullover top and she was barefoot. They hugged quickly. Ashley had answered the door. "Jax, I really don't."She shook her head. "Matt, stop being a little bitch. It was just her tits," she laughed. "Hell, I'll show you mine."I felt my face go red. "What the fuck...? No, Jax, I can't do that."She had stopped laughing, and was just smiling now. "Why not?"I just stared into her green eyes, searching for a sign that this was just a sick joke. I couldn't see anything. "It's... it's wrong... you're my step sister!" I started. “Plus, why would I even want that?” I quickly added."Yeah,.