DOTS AND DASHES OF COLOR Chapter Six

WARNING:

The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! 

This story is for entertainment only.  It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction.  The acts and characters contained within are figments of my imagination and have no basis in fact.  I do not practice, advocate, condone or encourage acts portrayed here.  The characters in the story are entirely fictional.  You need to believe that all of the characters are over the age of eighteen.

This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author.  This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached.

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This is the sixth chapter of a story that has grown well beyond its intended length and subject matter.  I am no longer writing it - it is writing itself.  My fingers are slaves to my imagination.

Harvey and his daughter Annie joined Harry Cocksworth and his twin daughters at an overnight private party. Arcuda Zenellis, chairman of an international conglomerate, is celebrating his company's new invention, an adhesive named FasTack, and his daughter Saroya's 22nd birthday. Zenellis has offered $50,000 to each father who suggests a use for FasTack, plus an additional $50,000 if the father fucks someone else's daughter, under the guise of "mentoring."

Mr. Marcus gets stood up by his mentee and goes to bed, only to be woken by a knock on the door.

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S a r o y a   stood   in    t h e   doorway ,   wrapped   in   t h e   ribbon   o f   b r o w n   material   like   a   s c u l p t e d  mummy .     I 'd   been  a   d a u g h t e r - f u c k e r   a n d   a   m o t h e r- f u c k e r .     W a s   I   a b o u t  to become a mummy-fucker?   S h e   c r a d l e d   t w o  books   u n d e r   o n e   a r m ,   a n d   h e l d   a   h o u n d s - tooth   c l u t c h   b a g  in   t h e   o t h e r .     S h e   g l a n c e d  down   t h e  hall in both directions ,   t h e n   stepped inside   a n d   p u s h e d   t h e  door closed behind her .   She was breathing deeply, her chest straining against the fabric.
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 P e o p l e   d o n 't  think   a b o u t   c o n s e q u e n c e s   n e a r l y   e n o u g h .    Certainly   I   d o n 't ,   o r   I   w o u l d   h a v e   u s e d  protection   w h e n   I   w a s  fucking Annie's friends .     A l t h o u g h ,  in   s o m e   o f   t h o s e  situations ,   t h e r e   w a s   b a r e l y  time  t o   g e t  in   a n d   o u t ,   if you get my meaning, l e t   a l o n e   p r e p a r e .     T h e   h o u n d s-tooth   pattern   o n   S a r o y a 's   b a g   reminded   m e   o f   h e r   f a t h e r .     H e   w a s  w e a l t h y   a n d   p o w e r f u l ,   a n d   a   f o r c e   t o   b e   r e c k o n e d   with .     S o ,   w h a t   w o u l d   b e   t h e   c o n s e q u e n c e s  if   I   s c r e w e d  his   d a u g h t e r ?     M y  penis  drooped at the   t h o u g h t   o f  getting   s e v e r e d   f r o m  my   t o r s o . 
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 S a r o y a 's  voice   b r o u g h t   m e   b a c k .    "Y o u   k n o w  who   I   a m ? "
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 I  nodded ,   m y   t h r o a t   d r y .     "O f   c o u r s e .     Saroya, t h e  birthday girl ," I rasped.   W e r e n 't   t h e y  always ? 
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 "I   a m   h e r e   t o   l e a r n   f r o m   y o u . "
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 "U h ,   w h a t   s u b j e c t s ? '  Best to be precise in these matters . 
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 S h e   h e l d   t h e   b o o k s   o u t   t o   m e   w i t h   b o t h   h a n d s .     H e r   f o r e a r m s   p u s h e d   h e r   b r e a s t s   t o g e t h e r .     E v e n   u n d e r   a l l   o f   t h a t   w r a p p i n g ,   t h e y   w e r e   c o n s i d e r a b l e .   The books were labeled C a l c u l u s  and   P h y s i c s .  
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 G o d ,   d i d   I   r e m e m b e r   a n y   o f   t h a t   s t u f f   f r o m   c o l l e g e ?     "O k a y .     H a v e   a   s e a t . "
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 S a r o y a   c h o s e   t o   s i t   o n   t h e   e d g e   o f   t h e   b e d .     "T h i s   i s   m y   f i r s t   t i m e .     I 'v e   n e v e r   h a d   a   m e n t o r   a t   t h e   o t h e r   parties . "
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 I t   w a s   i n c o n c e i v a b l e   t h a t   a   b e a u t i f u l   y o u n g   w o m a n   l i k e   S a r o y a   h a d n 't   s h a c k e d   u p   w i t h   s o m e b o d y   b e f o r e .     "I'm   h o n o r e d   t h a t   y o u   w e r e   a s s i g n e d   t o   m e . "   M a y b e   s h e   w a s   j u s t   b e i n g   c o y . 
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 "F a t h e r   h i d e s   m e   a w a y   f r o m   t h e s e   o p p o r t u n i t i e s . "    S h e   o p e n e d   o n e   o f   t h e   b o o k s   i n   h e r   l a p   a n d   l o o k e d   u p   a t   m e   w i t h   l a r g e   b r o w n   e y e s .     " I   c h o s e   y o u   a s   m y   m e n t o r .   Y o u   a r e   t h e   o n l y   g u e s t   w h o   e v e r   s p o k e   d i r e c t l y   t o   m e .       N o   o n e   e l s e   e v e r   w i s h e d   m e   a   h a p p y   b i r t h d a y . "
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 E v e r y b o d y   e l s e   w a s   a s   s c a r e d   o f  Zenellis  a s   I   w a s .   "Y o u   w e r e n 't   a s s i g n e d ? "
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 "N o .     I   b r i b e d   m y   g u a r d   t o   a l l o w   m e   t o   e s c a p e . "  S h e   t o u c h e d   h e r   r i g h t   e a r .     A   d i a m o n d   s t u d   i n   h e r   l e f t   e a r   t o l d   m e   w h a t   s h e 'd   t r a d e d . 
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 Guard?  "Y o u   g e t   l o c k e d   u p ? "   Zenellis   m u s t   b e   i r r a t i o n a l l y   p r o t e c t i v e   o f   h i s   d a u g h t e r .     A l l   t h e   m o r e   r e a s o n   t o   k e e p   m y   d i s t a n c e .     C u t   o f f   m y   d i c k ?     P r o b a b l y   m y   h e a d ! 
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 "F a t h e r   m u s t   t h i n k   m e   u n t r a i n a b l e ,   o r   u n p r e s e n t a b l e .     W h y   e l s e   w o u l d   h e   l o c k   m e   u p   a t   t h e s e   e v e n t s ? "
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 To keep her from letches like me.  "H o w   m a n y   h a v e   t h e r e   b e e n ? "
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 "E v e r y   y e a r   s i n c e   I   t u r n e d   e i g h t e e n . " 
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 S o   Zenellis  h a d   b e en   r u n n i n g   t h i s   s c a m   f o r   f i v e   y e a r s ,   g a t h e r i n g   i d e a s   f o r   h i s   p r o d u c t s   f o r   p e a n u t s ,   a n d   p r o m o t i n g   s e x   o f   a d u l t   m a l e s   w i t h   d a u g h t e r s   o f   c o - w o r k e r s   a n d   f r i e n d s .     I   c a n   s e e   h o w   t h e   i d e a s   a r e   p r o f i t a b l e ,   b u t  why does he pay for the sex?  H o w   d o e s   h e   b e n e f i t  ?     I   m ean, h e   himself o n l y   g e t s   o n e   g i r l   a   y e a r .     T h a t   c a n 't   s u s t a i n   h i m ! 
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 A   k n o c k   i n t e r r u p t e d   m y   i n t e l l i g e n c e   g a t h e r i n g . 
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 "F a t h e r ! "  w h i s p e r e d   S a r o y a .   "H e   c a n n o t   f i n d   m e   h e r e . "  
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 D a m n   s t r i g h t ! 
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 S a r o y a threw her books under the desk.  One bounced off a leg.  She kicked it out of sight, and then r a n   t o w a r d s   t h e   c l o s e t . 
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 "F i r s t   p l a c e   h e 'l l   l o o k .     A n d   f o r g e t   t h e   b a t h r o o m . "
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 S a r o y a   b e n t   o v e r   t o   g l a n c e   u n d e r   t h e   p l a t f o r m   b e d .     G o d ,   w h a t   a   t e r r i f i c   a s s !     "This side is open."  S a r o y a  threw herself  o n   t h e   f l o o r   a n d   s c o o t e d   u n d e r the bed  .    
 I   s m o o t h e d   m y   s h i r t ,   b u t   m y   p a n t s   h a d   a   l u m p .   I   o p e n e d   t h e   d o o r .     A nni e   s t u c k   h e r   h e a d   i n.  "A n y b o d y   e l s e   h e r e ?     D i d   y o u r   s t u d e n t   s h o w   u p ? "
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 I   p u l l e d   t h e   d o o r   w i d e   s o   s h e   c o u l d   s e e   I   h a d n't   b e e n   d i s t u r b e d   i n   t h e   m i d d l e   o f   c o i t u s . 
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 She was back awfully quick.  "H o w   w a s   i t   w i t h   M r .    Zenellis? "   I   n o t i c e d   t h a t   t h e   s l e e v e s   a n d   p a n t s   l e g s   o f   A n n i e 's   o u t f i t   w e r e   c o c k e y e d .     I n   f a c t ,   e v e r y   s e a m   w a s   c r o o k e d   o r   h a d   g a p s . 
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 "I   w a s n 't   v e r y   p o l i t e .     I   l a u g h e d   w h e n   I   w a s n't  -'   A n n i e   w h i p p e d   h e r   h e a d   a t   t h e   s h u f f l i n g   s o u n d . 
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 S a r o y a   h a d   w i g g l e d   o u t   f r o m   u n d e r   t h e   b e d   a n d   s t o o d   u p .     H e r   b r o w n   w r a p   h a d   s h i f t e d   b u t   w a s   i n t a c t .   "I t   i s   d a n g e r o u s   t o   l a u g h   a t   m y   f a t h e r , " s a i d   S a r o y a ,   b r u s h i n g   d u s t   b u n n i e s   f r o m   h e r   b o d y . 
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 "W o w !  Lucky Dad  g o t   t h e   b i r t h d a y   g i r l .     F a r   o u t !     I'm   A n n i e ."     S h e   e x t e n d e d   h e r   h a n d ,   b u t   S a r o y a   d e c l i n e d . 
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 "W h a t   h a p p e n e d ? "   I   a s k e d . 
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 "H e   w a s   n i c e   e n o u g h ,   a t   f i r s t .   H i s   r o o m   w a s   r e a l l y   w a r m .     H e   o f f e r d   m e   a   d r i n k ,   o f   t h a t   s a m e   p u n c h   w e   h a d   a t   t h e   p a r t y .     I t   t a s t e d   d i f f e r e n t ,   m o r e   b i t t e r   m a y b e .     A n y w a y ,   w e   s t a r t e d   t a l k i n g   a b o u t   s c h o  o l   a n d   c l a s s e s .     H e   a s k e d   i f   I   h a d   a   s t e a d y   b o y f r i e n d ,   w h i c h   I   d o n 't ."  Annie sneered.  Was her lack of social life suddenly my fault?
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 Annie continued, "H e   a s k e d   i f   I   d i d   s p o r t s ,   a n d   I   t o l d   h i m   s o c c e r .     H e   a s k e d   m e   t o   s h o w   h i m   h o w   I'd   w a r m   u p   f o r   a   g a m e .     S o   I   d i d   s t r e t c h e s   a n d   b e n d s   a n d   s t u f f .     T h a t's   w h e n   m y   c lo t h e s   s t a r t e d   c o m i n g   a p a r t ."

That explained the uneven seams and gaps.

 " T h e   s l e e v e s   f e l l   o f f   a n d   t h e   l e g s ,   P r e t t y   s o o n   I   w a s   g r a b b i n g   a t   w h a t   w a s   s t i l l   l e f t ,   t o   k e e p   m y   p r i v a t e s   c o v e r e d . "
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 S a r o y a   approached my daughter and r a n   h e r   f i n g e r t i p s   o v e r   t h e   s e a m s   a t   A n n i e ' s   s ho u l d e r .     " T h e   o u t f i t s   m u s t   h a v e   b e e n   p u t   t o g e t h e r   w i t h   a   s p e c i f i c   f o r m u l a t i o n   o f   F a s T a c k , o n e   t h a t   i s   h e a t   s e n s i t i v e .     O h   m y !     F a t h e r   w a n t e d   y o u r   c l o t h e s   t o   f a l l   o f f ?     B u t   w h y ?     W h a t   w o u l d   b e   g a i n e d ? " 
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 M a n ,   w a s   S a r o y a   n a i v e   o r   w h a t ?   C o s t u m e s   f o r   a l l   t h e   dads and daughters ,   h e l d   t o g e t h e r   b y   Zenellis's   m i r a c l e   a dhesive that fails under high temperature .     Fall - a w a y   s l e e p w e a r !     I   n e v e r   w o u l d   h a v e   t h o u g h t   o f   s o m e t h i n g   l i k e   t h a t .     T o o   b a d . 
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 "H e  d r o p p e d   h i s   r o b e before I could say anything .     T h a t's   w h e n   I   g i g g l e d .     Y o u r   d a d   h a s   a   d i n k y   d i c k . "
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 S a r o y a 's   h a n d   w e n t   t o   h e r   m o u t h . 
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 A n n i e   s a t   o n   t h e   b e d ,   I n d i a n   s t y l e .     "W e l l ,     n o t   a s   t h i n   a s   a   p e n c i l .     O n l y   three or f o u r     i n c h e s   a n d   t h i n   a s   a   M a g i c   M a r k e r.  Oh yeah, and  n o t   a s   p e r m a n e n t .     H e   d e m a n d e d   I   l a y   d o w n   o n   t h e   b e d .     M y   h e a d   w a s   s p i n n i n g .     I   m u s t   h a v e   d o n e   i t ,      T h e   n e x t   t h  i n  g   I   k n e w ,   h e was    o n   t o p   o f   m e ,   s t i c k i n g   i t   i n . "
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 "N o !     F a t h e r   w o u l d   n e v e r   h a v e   i n t e r c o u r s e   w i t h   s o m e   s t r a n g e   g i r l .   I won't believe your lies!"
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 "W h o   a r e   y o u   c a l l i n g   s t r a n g e ,   m u m m y  girl?" asked Annie.   " Believe it or not.     I   w a s   s t i l l   j u i c y   f r o m   y o u ,   D a d .      H e   s a i d   I   w a s   a   s l o p p y   f u c k   a n d   t o l d   m e   t o   g e t   o u t ."
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 "Y o u  and your   f a t h e r   h a d   s e x  ? "  Saroya must have been suffering from an overdose of information.  She plopped down.  
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"B e t t e r   t h a n   w h a t   w h a t   y o u r   d a d   g a v e   m e !   He didn't last sixty seconds."
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 "Y o u'r e   l y i n g .     F a t h e r   w o u l d   n e v e r   d o   s u c h   a   t h i n g .     H e   i s   a   r o l e   m o d e l   t o   m e . "
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 "N e x t   t i m e   y o u   s e e   h i m ,    show him a little skin and see how he reacts.   You'll be on your back, legs up faster than you can get out of that dorky wrap!"
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 S a r o y a   p u t   h e r   f a c e   i n   h e r   h a n d s .  S h e   w a s   b r e a t h i n g   e r r a t i c a l l y   a n d   m u t t e r i n g   s o m e t h i n g   i n   a   f o r e i g n   l a a n g y a g e . 
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 "I'l l   l e a v e   y o u   t w o   lovebirds a l o n e ."     Annie w i n k ed and moved towards the door.
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 N o t h i n g   l i k e   d u m p i n g   t h e   t r u t h   o n   s o m e on e   a n d   w a l k i n g   a w a y .     "W e ' r e   n o t   g o i n g   t o   d o   a n y t h i n g   e x c e p t   m a y b e   c a l c u l u s .     Y o u   c a n   s t a y . "
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 "W h y ?     M r .   C o c k s w o r t h   i s   a c r o s s   t h e   h a l l .     H e'l l   b e   h a p p y   t o   s e e   m e ,   I   b e t . "
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 N o   w a g e r .     "A r e   y o u   s t i l l   i n t e r e s t e d ? "
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 "S u r e   a m !     I'm   p r a c t i c a l  l y   d r i p p i n g .   Her father left me plenty horny."
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 "D o e s n't   h i s   s i z e   w o r r y   y o u ?     I   k n o w   h o w   m u c h   y o u   c a n   t a k e   b u t ,   h e l l ,   h e 's  -"
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 "N o   s w e a t . "  Annie paused in mid step.   " Say ,   c a n   I   b o r r o w   y o u r   t o o l   b a g ?" 
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 "S u r e ,   b u t   w h a t 's   t h a t   g o t   t o   d o   w i t h  -  oh, never mind."  There was no stopping Annie when she'd made up her mind.
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 "T r u s t   m e ! "  Annie left, closing the door behind her.
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 Saroya lifted her head, face stained with tears.  " I ' m   s o   a s h a m e d .     F a t h e r   t o l d   m e   t h a t   t h e s e   m e n t o r i n g   s e s s i o n s   w e r e   e d u c a t i o n a l , that my private tutors were sufficient and I did not need to participate."
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 H o w   o l d   w o u l d   S a r o y a   h a v e   t o   b e   b e f o r e   h e ' d   l e t   h e r   h a v e   s e x ?     N e v e r ,   p r o b a b l y .   There was another knock, this one bolder.
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Before I could check through the security peep hole, Saroya dove to the floor and hid under the bed.   O n e   o f   t h e   t w i n s  stood outside, naked!   I   c o u l d n't   s e e   i f   s h e   h a d   a   b i r t h m a r k   o n   h e r   p u s s y   f r o m   t h i s   a n g l e .  I opened the door and she stepped in, smelling like a   t a v e r n .     "W h a t   h a p p e n e d   t o   y o u ? " I asked.

 She bounced onto the bed.  "Y o u   k n o w   t h a t   f a t   g u y ,   t h e   c i g a r   s m o k e r ?     H e   s t u c k   h i s   s t o a g i e   i n   m y   p u s s y   a n d   t o l d   m e  t o   s m o k e   i t .     S o n   o f   a   g u n ,   I   d i d   i t !"  She had a look of satisfaction for a perverted job well done.  " T h e n   h e   h a d   m e   b l o w   h i m .     A f t e r   t h a t ,   h e   ignored   m e .     W h  en  h e   o r d e r e d   u p   r o o m   s e r v i c e ,   I   s p l i t . "

Sometime during the twin's monologue, Saroya crawled out.

 The twin was startled.  "H e y , aren't you  t h e  -

" Y e s , I am Saroya  Zenellis .  Who are you?"
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 "Name's Randi.  W h a t  were   y o u two   d o i n g ? "

 "T a l k i n g ," I said.

 "Y e a h ,   s u r e ,   a n d   t h a t ' s   y o u r   m i c r o p h o n e ? "  Randi was pointing to the front of my pants.

 M y   d i c k   made a tent .     S a r o y  's   j a w   d r o p p e d   a t   t h e   s i g h t .   " O h   m y   h e a v e n s !     You're  s w o l l e n ! "

 I tried to ignore my physical reaction to Saroya's curves and Randi's nakedness.  "W h e n   y o u   w e n t   t o   y o u r  tutor's   r o o m ,  he didn't ask you to, you know -"

 "T h e   o n l y   t h i n g   I   t o o t e d   w a s   h i s   cigar down here," she pointed to her exposed pussy, "and his d i c k  in my mouth."

Saroya's jaw was open.  Under other circumstances, I might have placed my bare cock in front of her, to see what might develop.  But not her, and certainly not with a witness.

 A n o t h e r   k n o c k  interrupted us.

 "C o u l d  y o u   p l e a s e   c h e ck  ?     I t s   d u s t y   a n d   n a s t y   u n d e r   t h e r e ," pleaded Saroya.

 I nodded and peered  t h r o u g h   t h e   h o l e .     It was Brandi, th e   o t h e r   t w i n .   I   o p e n e d   t h e   d o o r .    B r a n d i   c o m e s   i n   w i t h   a   c u p   o f   p u n c h   i n   h e r   h a n d .   T h e   t w i n s   h u g g e d . 

 "W h a t   i s   t h i s ,   a   f u c k i n g   c o n v e n t i o n ?" I asked.

 Randi plastered herself to my side and rubbed my chest.  "I t   c o u l d   b e . "

I moved her away gently.  " W h a t 's   y o u r   s t o r y ?" I asked Brandi.

 "I 'd   r a t h e r   n o t   s a y . "  

Brandi  p r o b a b l y   hid in a closet somewhere until sufficient time had passed.  Too bad I couldn't follow up on her mother's instructions and take her to bed.

 "Y o u   a l l   c a n 't   s t a y   h e r e .     S a r o y a ,   y o u   h a v e   to   g o   b a c k   b e f o r e   y o u 'r e   m i s s e d . "

  T h e   t w i n s   m o v e d   t o w a r d s   t h e   d o o r .     "W h e r e   d o   y o u   t h i n k   y o u ' r e   g o i n g ? "

 "We   n e e d   t o   g o   b a c k   t o   o u r   r o o m ," said Randi.  She was grinning from ear to ear.    "D a d d y   i s   w a i t i n g   f o r   u s . "

" H e   m i g h t   s t i l l   h a v e   c o m p a n y ."     L i k e   A n n i e .   What would they do to my daughter if they found her fucking their father?

 "G e e ,   y o u ' r e   r i g h t ,"   s a i d   B r a n d i . 

 R a n d i   a d d e d ,   "A n d   w e   w a n t   h i m   a l l   to   o u r s e l v e s . "

 "H o l d   o n !     R e m e m b e r   w h a t   I   s a i d   a b o u t   b e h a v i n g ?     Y o u   w o n 't   g o   a c r o s s   th e   h a l l   a n d   f u c k   y o u r   f a t h e r .   I forbid it!"  Maybe if I was adamant enough, they'd obey and save my success fuck with their mom.

 " O h   d e a r ! "   Saroya's face returned to her cupped hands.

 "B r a n d i ,   would you like to have   s e x   t o n i g h t ? "

  "O h ,   I   k i n d a   s o r t a did ."   S h e   g l a r e d   a t   m y   t e n t e d   t r o u s e r s .   "You mean with you?"

 I   d e c i d e d   n o t   t o   a s k   t h e   d e t a i l s .   Not that I would throw Brandi out of bed, but she'd been so hesitant in the past, I decided she should start with a more diminutive organ.  "N o  .    M r .  Zenellis  is reported  t o   b e   l i g h t l y   e q u i p p e d .     P e r h a p s   h e'd   b e   a   g o o d   f i r s t   c h o i c e .     T h a t   i s ,   i f   y o u'r e   i n t e r e s t e d . "  That would keep one of them away from Harry.

Saroya's head came up.  Her eyes were daggers.  "You're sending her to have intercourse with Father?  What kind of man are you?"

"A considerate one.  Maybe he'll appreciate the gesture and not kill me for spending time alone with you tonight.  A n n i e   t o l d   m e   h e   i s n ' t   t o o   l a r g e .     M i g h t   b e   a   g o o d   f i r s t ,   u h ,   s e c o n d   e x p e r i e n c e .     N o t   t o   m e n t i o n   d i s t r a c t   h i m   f r o m   l e a r n i n g   h i s   d a u g h t e r   e s c a p e d . "

 "Y o u   t h i n k   s o ? "  

Perhaps Saroya was beginning to understand the complexities of the situation.  And, she didn't know anything about Joy's promise.     I   n o d d e d . 

  T h e   t w i n s   b u z z e d  in each other's ears.

 "C a n   w e   u s e   t h e    p o t t y   f i r s t ? " asked Randi.

 "S u r e, go ahead . "
 
 B r a n d i ,   b l u e   r i b b o n ,  and Randi, red ribbon,  r a n   f o r   t h e   b a t h r o o m ,   g i g g l i n g   a n d   j i g g l i n g ,  l e a v i n g   m e  with Saroya.

"A r e   y o u   r e a l l y   s e n d i n g   o n e   o f   t h o s e   g i r l s   t o   h a v e   i n t e r c o u r s e   w i t h   F a t h e r ? "

 "W h y   n o t ?     H e   f u c k e d   A n n i e ,   a n d   n o t   p a r t i c u l a r l y   w e l l .     A s   t h e   h o s t ,   s h o u l d n ' t   h e   h a v e   a   g o o d   t i m e ? "  Made sense to me.  I mean, who set up this distorted reality in the first place?

 "Y o u   t r e a t   i n t e r c o u r s e   s o   c a s u a l l y .     S h o u l d   t h e r e   n o t   b e   s o m e t h i n g   m o r e ,   s o m e t h i n g   r o m a n t i c ,   something e m o t i o n a l ? "  Saroya was wise but impractical.  Sequestering had done its damage.

 "T h a t ' s   t h e   b e s t   k i n d ,  under the best of circumstances,  f o r   s u r e .     B u t   see what your father has created here?  Musical chairs sex."

"What is this musical furniture?  I have never heard of such a thing."

"I mean, matching up fathers with other people's daughters, almost at random.  Besides, h a v e n ' t   y o u   e v e r   h a d   a n   i t c h   b e t w e e n   y o u r   l e g s ,   t h a t   y o u   r e a l l y ,   r e a l l y   n e e d   s c r a t c h e d ? "  As soon as I said it, I knew I'd been too blunt.

 S h e   b l u s h e d ,   t u r n i n g   a   d a r k e r   b r o w n .    " I   w i l l   a d m i t ,   I   h a v e   p l e a s u r e d   m y s e l f   o n   t h o s e   o c c a s i o n s . "

 I knew the answer before I asked.  "N o   b o y f r i e n d ? "

 "O h   n o !     F a t h e r   d o e s   n o t   p e r m i t   i t .     H e   t e l l s   m e   t h a t   I   m u s t   w a i t   f o r   t h e   r i g h t   y o u n g   m a n ,   s o m e o n e   w o r t h y   o f   m e . "

 E v e r y   f a t h e r   f e e l s   t h a t   w a y .     W e   a l l   w a n t   o u r   b e s t   f o r   o u r   c h i l d r e n . 

 Randi  w i t h   a   red   r i b b o n   b o u n c e d   o u t   o f   t h e   r o o m ,   b u c k   n a k e d .     Br a n d i   s t r o l l e d   o u t dressed ,   blue   r i b b o n   i n   h e r   h a i r ,   h a n d s   b e h i n d   h e r   b a c k ,   b r e a s t s   t h r u s t   f o r w a r d . 

 "S o   y o u   d i d n ' t   k n o w   y o u r   f a t h e r   a r r a n g e d   t h e s e   s e s s i o n s   f o r   g u e s t s  like us to get fucked ? " asked Randi.

 "Such language!  I   n e v e r   d i d !     H o n e s t l y !     I   h a v e   a l w a y s   b e e n   p r o h i b i t e d   f r o m   p a r t i c i p a t i n g ,   a s   I   e x p l a i n e d . "    

"Well, I'm not buying it.  I'll send your daddy your regards."  Brandi chuckled.  "I know, I know, keep my mouth shut."  She opened the door and stepped into the hall, then stuck her head back in.  "Awful hard to give a blow job that way."  The door shut behind her.

 R a n d i   w a s   h a n g i n g   o n   m y   a r m .     " Wa i t   u n t i l   y o u   g e t   a   l e s s o n   f r o m   M r .   M ..     H e ' s   g r e a t ! "     My left   s l e e v e   c a m e   o f f . 

 "O h ,   g o o d i e !"     S h e   s w i t c h e d   t o   t h e   o t h e r   s i d e .     T h e  right   s l e e v e   d e t a c h e d   w i t h   l i t t l e   e f f o r t .     D a m n ,   t h e   r o o m   w a s   g e t t i n g   w a r m ,   a n d   t h e   F a s T a c k   a d h e s i v e   w a s   f a i l i n g .   

 "S h e   w a s   h e r e   a h e a d   o f   m e ,"   s a i d   R a n d i .     " A r e   y o u   g o i n g   t o   m a k e   l o v e   t o   h e r ?     O r   c a n   I   g o   f i r s t ?     O r   c o m e   f i r s t ?"     S h e   g i g g l e d   a t   h e r   j o k e . 

 "I   a m   n o t   g o i n g   t o   h a v e   s e x u a l   i n t e r c o u r s e   w i t h   y o u . "    Saroya's   h a n d   s t u n g   a g a i n s t   m y   c h e e k . 

 A l l   o f   m y   m e m o r i e s   w i t h   R a n d i   w e r e   g r e a t   o n e s .     A n o t h e r   o p p o r t u n i t y   b e t w e e n   h e r   t h i g h s   w a s n ' t   s o m e t h i n g   to be   avoided .     B e s i d e s ,   s h e   w a s   a l r e a d y   u n d r e s s e d .     " A l l   r i g h t ,   t h e n   y o u   w o n ' t   m i n d   i f   R a n d i   a n d   I   g e t   c o m f y ?     I   f i l l e d   m y   h a n d   w i t h   R a n d i ' s   a s s   c h e e k .     S h e   j u m p e d . 

 "I n   f a c t ,   I   i n s i s t   y o u   d o .     T h i s   c a n   s t i l l   b e   a   l e a r n i n g   e x p e r i e n c e   f o r   m e . "

 "H o w ' s   t h a t ? "  Randi's hands were on my ass, slipping lower with each passing second.

 "I   a m   w e l l - v e r s e d   i n   t h e   d e t a i l s   o f   t h e   K a m a   S u t r a ,   t h e   b i b l e   o f   l o v e   m a k i n g .     I  practically  m e m o r i z e d   a l l   o f   t h e   p o s i t i o n s ,   b u t   I   h a v e   o n l y   s e e n   t h e m   a s   i l l u s t r a t i o n s .     Y o u   c a n   p o s e   f o r   m e ,   s o   I   c a n   s e e   t h e m   - "

 "I n   t h e   f l e s h ? " I asked.  W h y   n o t ?     T h i s   m i g h t   a d d   s o m e   v a r i e t y   t o   t h e   t w o   p o s i t i o n s   I ' d   practiced :   f r o n t   t o   f r o n t ,   a n d   f r o n t   t o   b a c k . 

 "F i r s t ,   y o u   m u s t   r e m o v e   t h e   r e m a i n d e r   o f   y o u r   - "

 R a n d i   g r a b b e d   m y   p a n t s   f r o m   b e h i n d   a n d   p u l l e d .     T h e y   b r o k e   a w a y .     M y   e r e c t i o n   p o i n t e d   a t   S a r o y a . 

 H e r   j a w   d r o p p e d .     O h   m y !     Y o u   c e r t a i n l y   a r e   w e l l - e n d o w e d .   Y o u r   l i n g a m  i s   b i g g e r   t h a n   t h e   o n e s   i n   t h e   i l l u  s t r a t i o n s . "

"My what?"

" Li n g a m is the term for that - your penis.  And that -" she pointed between Randi's thighs, "- is called a yoni.    H a v e   y o u   h a d   augmentation s u r g e r y ? "

 " N o p e .     O n e   h u n d r e d   p e r c e n t   r e a l . "     I   s t e p p e d   f o r w a r d .     A s   l o n g   a s   I   w a s n ' t   g o i n g   t o   f u c k   h e r ,   I   c o u l d   a t   l e a s t   c o n t r i b u t e   t o   h e r   e d u c a t i o n .     " You can t o u c h   i t  if you'd like. " 

 S h e   s h u f f l e d   b a c k .    " T h a t ' s   a l l   r i g h t . "   

 " Y o u r   l o s s . "     R a n d i ' s   h a n d   t o o k   m y   e r e c t i o n   i n   h a n d .  
 
 Saroya showed glimmers of her dad's power.  "T o   g e t   y o u r   b o d i e s   p r e p a r e d ,   y o u   m u s t   p e r f o r m   a c t s   o f   f o r e p l a y . "  

 R a n d i   a n d   I   f a c e d   e a c h   o t h e r .     T h e   t e l l t a l e   b e a u t y   m a r k   b e t w e e n   h e r   b r e a s t s   g a v e   m e   a s s u r a n c e .   I   p l a c e d   m y   a r m s   a r o u n d   h e r ,   h o l d i n g   h e r   n a k e d   b o d y   a g a i n s t   m i n e .     O n   t i p p y t o e s ,   S h e   p a r t e d   h e r   l e g s ,   a n d   m y   e r e c t i o n   s l i d   t h r o u g h .     S h e   g i g g l e d   a s   o u r   g e n i t a l s   c a m e   i n t o   c o n t a c t .     W e   k i s s e d .     H e r   l i p s   w e r e   s w e e t e r   t h a n   I   r e m e m b e r e d .      R a n d i   w a s   a s s e r t i v e ,   r u b b i n g   h e r   b o d y   a g a i n s t   m i n e . 

 "W h y   d o n ' t   y o u   l a y   b a c k   o n   t h e   b e d ? "  Saroya was obviously enjoying giving us orders.

 I   a s s u m e d   a   f l a t   p o s i t i o n ,   l e a n i n g   u p   o n   m y   e l b o w s . 

 "Y o u   -   R a n d i ?   -   s q u a t   a b o v e   h i m ,   f a c i n g   m e . "

 R a n d i   h o v e r e d   o v e r   m y   g r o i n ,   i n   a   c a t c h e r ' s   s t a n c e . 

 "G o o d .     N o w ,   p l a c e   h i s   - "

 "M y   n a m e   i s   H a r v e y . "  I hate getting referred to in third person, especially when I'm in the fucking room.

 "O h     y e s ,   o f   c o u r s e .     P l a c e   H a r v e y ' s   lingam   - 

 R a n d i   h a d   a l r e a y   t a k e n   m y   d i c k   i n   h a n d   a n d   w a s   r u b b i n g   i t   a l o n g   h e r   s l i t .     S h e   w a s   m o i s t ,   a n x i o u s   f o r   p e n e t r a t i o n . 

 "Good, you've positioned it at your yoni.  N o w   l o w e r   y o u r s e l f   s l o w l y . "

 I   e x p e c t e d   R a n d i   t o   c o m e   d o w n   h a r d .     I n s t e a d ,   s h e   f o l l o w e d   S a r o y a ' s   d i r e c t i o n .     I   w a s   a   c o u p l e   o f   i n c h e s   i n ,   a n d   l o v i n g   i t .     R a n d i ' s   c u n t   w a s   a   t i g h t   f i t ,   d e s p i t e   o u r   p r e v i o u s   e n c o u n t e r   a n d   h e r  exploits   e a r l i e r   t h a t   e v e n i n g . 

 S a r o y a   w a l k e d   a r o u n d   t h e   b e d ,   s t u d y i n g   u s .     " P u t   t h e   f l a t   o f   y o u r   f e e t   o n   h i s   t h i g h s . "     R a n d i   d i d   a s   S a r o y a   a s k e d .     " P e r f e c t !     T h i s   i s   a   g e n t l e   p o s i t i o n ,   f o r   m i l d   p e n e t r a t i o n . " 

 " S o   w h e n   d o   w e   s t a r t   f u c k i n g ? "   R a n d i   a s k e d . 

 S o m e o n e   k n o c k e d   a t   t h e   d o o r . 

 S a r o y a   c h e c k e d   t h e   p e e p h o l e .     S h e   t u r n e d   a n d   s i l e n t l y   m o u t h e d   " F a t h e r ! "  She grabbed her purse and threw it under the desk.  It   p o p p e d   o p e n ,   s c a t t e r i n g   i t s   c o n t e n t s .  There was no time   t o   c l e a n   u p .  She  f e l l   t o   t h e   f l o o r   a n d   s h u f f l e d   u n d e r   t h e   b e d . 

"What's going on?  Aren't we going to -"

I shooshed Randi.  " W h o   i s   i t ? "   I   h o l l e r e d . 

 N o   a n s w e r . 

 " I ' m   a   l i t l e   b u s y   r i g h t   n o w .     C o m e   b a c k   - " 

 T h e   d o o r   b l e w   o p e n .     I t   w a s  Zenellis     a n d   t w o   o t h e r s .     O n e   w a s   a s   b i g   a s   a   w r e s t l e r .   T h e   o t h e r ,   s m a l l e r   w i t h   o n e   o f   t h o s e   e a r - m o u n t e d   p h o n e s   a n d   a   P D A .      

 " G o o d   e v e n i n g ,   M r .   M a r c u s .     Y o u   a r e   a   b u s y   m a n ,   a r e n ' t   y o u ? "     T h e   s m a l l   g u y   w h i s p e r e d   i n   Zenellis' s   e a r .     " T h i s   i s   n o t   t h e   y o u n g   w o m a n   y o u ' r e   s u p p o s e d   t o   b e   m e n t o r i n g . "     He  m o v e d   t o   t h e   e d g e   o f   t h e   b e d   w h i l e   h i s   g o r i l l a   s t o m p e d   t h r o u g h   t h e   r o o m ,   i n t o   t h e   b a t h r o o m ,   came out and pushed   t h e   c l o s e t   d o o r   a s i d e .     T h i s   w a s   a   r o o m - t o - r o o m   s e a r c h   f o r   h i s   d a u g h t e r .     B r a n d i   w a s   s u p p o s e d   t o   k e e p   h i m   o c c u p i e d ,   b u t   h a d   o b v i o u s l y   f a i l e d .     S o ,   w h e r e   w a s   s h e ? 

 Zenellis   p l a c e d   h i s   h a n d s   o n   R a n d i ' s   b r e a s t s .     " B u t   I   c a n   s e e   w h y   y o u   f o u n d   t h i s   o n e   u n a v o i d a b l e . "     M o r e   w h i s p e r s .     " W h i c h   o f   t h e   C o c k s w o r t h   t w i n s   a r e   y o u ? " 

 " B - b - b r a n d i . " 

 O h   s h i t !     T h e y ' d   t r a d e d   p l a c e s  again?   Joy practically ordered me to fuck Brandi, so this wasn't a completely bad thing.   W a s   I   h e r   f i r s t ?     S h e   h a d n ' t   s a i d   a   w o r d   w h e n   s h e ' d   s h o w e d   u p .   W h e r e   w a s   R a n d i ,   i f   s h e   w a s n ' t   w i t h   Zenellis ?      W i t h   H a r r y ?     D r e a m s   o f   s h a c k i n g   u p   w i t h    Joy   f l e w   o u t   t h e   w i n d o w .   Everything was out of control!

 B r a n d i   s h i f t e d   p o s i t i o n s ,   m y   p r i c k   s t i l l   i n   h e r ,   b u t   s o f t e n i n g   d u e   t o   o u r   v i s i t o r s . 

 " I   a m   l o o k i n g   f o r   m y   d a u g h t e r , "  said  Zenellis.

 " I   d i d n ' t   k n o w   i t   w a s   m y   d a y   t o   k e e p   t r a c k   o f   h e r . " 

 " A r r o g a n t ,   f o r   a   m a n   i n   y o u r   p o s i t i o n . " 

  I   l i k e d   t h e   p o s i t i o n   I   w a s   i n ,   w i t h   a   n u b i l e   s e m i - v i r g i n   p e r c h e d   h a l f w a y   d o w n   m y   d i c k .   M o u t h i n g   o f f   w a s   k e e p i n g   my adrenalin and blood pumping .    " W h y   d o n ' t   y o u   s t a r t   w i t h   t h e   g u e s t   w h o   w a s   s u p p o s e d   t o   t u t o r   h e r   t o n i g h t ?     N o w   t h e r e ' s   a   l u c k y   S O B . " 

 " I f   t h i s   y o u n g   l a d y   w a s   n o t   i m p a l e d   o n   y o u r   p e n i s ,   I ' d   h a v e   G r e g o r   b e a t   y o u . "    Zenellis glanced at the scanner on top of the TV.    " D i d   y o u   b o t h    s c a n   y o u r   i d   c a r d s ? "  Zenellis turned to his data assistant, who tapped on the PDA, then shook his head.   " T h i s   i s   c o n c e n t u a l ,   i s n ' t   i t ? " 

 " O h ,   y e s . "     B r a n d i   w a s   m o a n i n g   a n d   c o o i n g .     "I   r e a l l y   w a n ted   i t .     So   b a d , I swapped places with my sister. " 

 My card was still attached to my shirt on the floor.  Brandi's, or rather Randi's, was on the desk.  Zenellis  w a l k e d   t o   t h e   T V   a n d   s c a n n e d   b o t h   o f   o u r   c a r d s .     H e   p a u s e d   a t   t h e   d e s k   a n d   p i c k e d   u p   B r a n d i ' s   p a p e r   c u p .     " G l a d   y o u   e n j o y i n g   m y   s p e c i a l   c o n c o c t i o n ,   m y   d e a r .     I   c a l l   i t   H o r n y   J u i c e . " 

 S o Zenellis  w a s   d r u g g i n g   t h e   y o u n g   w o m e n ,   m a k i n g   t h e m   m o r e   l i k e l y   t o   b e d   t h e i r   m e n t o r s .     M a y b e   e v e n   s e d u c e   t h e m ? 

 " N o w   t h a t   w e   h a v e   y o u   o n   v i d e o ,   w h y   d o n ' t   y o u   s h o w   m e   s o m e   o f   y o u r   t e c h n i q u e ? " 

  I   g l a n c e d   a t   t h e   d o m e   I ' d   t a p e d   o v e r .   

Zenellis  f o l l o w e d   m y   g a z e .     " Y o u   a r e   a   s m a r t   o n e .     T o o   b a d   y o u   i d e n t i f i e d   t h e   f a l s e   c a m e r a . " 

 I   s q u i n t e d   a t   t h e   c e i l i n g   a b o v e   t h e  bed .     T h e r e   w a s   a   s m a l l   h o l e   t h a t   I   h a d n ' t   n o t i c e d   b e f o r e .     B a s t a r d !      N o w   h e ' s   g o t   s o m e t h i n g   o n   m e .     T h e   o n l y   t h i n g   I   h a t e   m o r e   t h a n   a n   a u d i e n c e   i s   s o m e o n e   t a p i n g   m y   s e x u a l   e x p l o i t s . 

 I   w a s   c a p t i v e   t o   B r a n d i ' s   m o v e m e n t, and she evidently had lost patience with my conversation with Zenellis .    It was tiny humping, but more than enough to keep me up in her tight pussy. 

" I   s t a r t e d   w i t h   y o u ,   M r .   M a r c u s ,   b e c a u s e   o n l y   y o u   h a d   t h e   a u d a c i t y   t o   s p e a k   w i t h   m y   d a u g h t e r ," said Zenellis.    " N o   o n e   h a s   e v e r   d o n e   t h a t ,   i n   a l l   t h e   y e a r s   o f   t h i s   o u t i n g .     A s   a   d i r e c t   r e s p o n s e to your question ,   S a r o y a   d o e s   n o t   g e t   a   m e n t o r ,   i n   t h e   s e n s e   o f   w h i c h   w e   s p e a k .     S h e   i s   n o t   r e a d y . " 

 " S o   s h e ' s   a   v i r g i n ,   a n d   y o u ' l l   d e c i d e   w h e n   s h e ' l l   h a v e   h e r   f i r s t   s e x u a l   e x p e r i e n c e ? " 

 " P r e c i s e l y . "  Zenellis  c a m e   b a c k   t o   t h e   b e d .     "N o w   s h e   m u s t   s t u d y   a n d   b e c o m e   p r e p a r e d   t o   a s s u m e   m y   c o r p o r a t e   d u t i e s .     N o n e   o f   u s   a r e   g e t t i n g   a n y   y o u n g e r .   She has but three years to prepare, you see."    

Zenellis was planning on putting a 25-year-old virgin in charge of his corporate empire?  What was he going to do in retirement, seduce young women door-to-door?

 B r a n d i   y e l p e d .     H a d Zenellis  p i n c h e d   h e r   n i p p l e s ? " 

 " I   h o p e   y o u   f i n d   h e r ," I said.    " S i n c e   s h e ' s   n o t   h e r e ,   c a n   w e   g e t   a   l i t t l e   p r i v a c y ? " 

 " Y o u   d o   n o t   l i k e   m e .     I t   i s   q u i t e   c l e a r .     P e r h a p s   t h a t   i s   b e c a u s e   w e   a r e   s o   m u c h   a l i k e .     F o r   e x a m p l e ,   w e   b o t h   e n j o y   t h e   c o m p a n y   o f   y o u n g e r   w o m e n ,   n o ? " 

 " Y e s .     P r e f e r a b l y   i n   p r i v a t e . " 

 Zenellis u n t i e d   t h e   b e l t   o f   h i s   r o b e .     " I   h a v e   a   s a y i n g .     T o   w a s t e   a n   o p p o r t u n i t y   i s   a   s i n .     D o   y o u   k n o w   t h i s   s a y i n g ? " 

 "L i k e ,  ' w a s t e   n o t ,   w a n t   n o t '? " 

 " V e r y   g o o d ,   b u t   I   l i k e   m i n e   b e t t e r .     S o ,   y o u   d o   a g r e e ? " 

 " Maybe .     S o   w h a t ? " 

 " T h i s   i s   s u c h   a n   o p p o r t u n i t y .     Y o u n g   l a d y ,   i f   y o u   w o u l d   b e   s o   k i n d . "  Zenellis h e l d   B r a n d i ' s   h a n d   a n d   g u i d e d   h e r   i n   a   o n e   h u n d r e d   e i g h t   d e g r e e   t u r n .     S h e   w a s   f a c i n g   m e ,   a n d   m y   p e n i s   h a d n ' t   l e f t   h e r   p u s s y .     The horizontal motion twisted my penis.  The feeling was unusual, but nice.  " G o o d ,   n o w   t a k e   i t   a l l   i n .    That's right, spread your legs ,   b u t   h o l d   y o u r   c u t e   li t t l e   a s s   h i g h . " 

 T h e   s m a l l   m a n   p r o d u c e d   a   u n m a r k e d   s i l v e r   t u b e   f r o m   h i s   j a c k e t   p o c k e t .     " A   b i t   o f   l u b r i c a t i o n . "   Zenellis' s   r o b e   f e l l   o p e n .     A n n i e   w a s   r i g h t .   Zenellis ' s   d i c k   w a s   a b o u t   t h e   s i z e   o f   a   m a g i c   m a r k e r .     B a s t a r d   w a s   g o i n g   t o   t a k e   B r a n d i ' s   c h e r r y   a s s .     T h e   t u b e   s l i p p e d   f r o m  his  f i n g e r s   a n d   b o u n c e d   t o   t h e   f l o o r .     T H e   s m a l l   m a n   w e n t   t o   r e t r i e v e   i t . 

 " L e a v e   i t .     P e r h a p s   M r .   M a r c u s   i s   n o t   d o n e   f o r   t h e   n i g h t . " 

 F a c i n g   m e ,   B r a n d i   w r i t h e d ,   t a k i n g   m e   d e e p e r .   I was holding her ass, trying to smooth out her jerky motion.  Zenellis  p o s i t i o n e d   h i m s e l f   b e h i n d   her.     W h e n   h i s   h a n d s   t o u c h e d   m i n e ,   I   p u l l e d   t h e m   b a c k  .    Then it dawned on me.    T h e   s e l f - i m p o r t a n t   s e x   m e r c h a n t   w a s   o n   v i d e o   h i m s e l f ,   f u c k i n g   B r a n d i ' s   a s s   f r o m   b e h i n d .     I   g u e s s   h e   c o u l d   a l w a y s   e d i t   t h a t   p a r t   o u t . 

 E v e r y   t i m e   B r a n d i   came down on   m y   d i c k ,   s h e   g o t   s o m e   o f Zenellis ' s   d i n k y   t o o l   i n   h e r   b u t t . 

 " O h   G o d !     O h   s h i t !     T h i s   i s   s o   f u c k i n g   h o t !     T w o   d i c k s !     M y   s i s t e r   n e v e r   h a d   t w o   d i c k s ! " 

 So competitive!  Maybe twins always are?  I   could n e i t h e r   c o n f i r m   o r   d e n y   B r a n d i ' s   c l ai m .     I   k n e w   I ' d   n e v e r   s h a r e d   R a n d i   w i t h   a n o t h e r   g u y ,   b u t   w h o   k n o w s   w h a t   s h e ' d   d o n e   o n   h e r   o w n ?   I   d o n ' t   t h i n k Zenellis  l a s t e d   t h i r t y   s e c o n d s   b e f o r e   h e   g r u n t e d   a n d   s l a m m e d   h i s   h i p s   a g a i n s t   B r a n d i ' s   b e h i n d . 

 " T h e r e !     V e r y   s a t i s f y i n g   i f   I   s a y   s o   m y s e l f . "     H e   r e w r a p p e d   h i s   r o b e .     " G o o d   n i g h t .     P l e a s a n t   d r e a m s .     D r e a m s   a b o u t   u s e s   f o r   F a s T a c k ,   I   h o p e . " 

Zenellis j e r k e d   h i s   h e a d ,   a n d   t h e   p a r t y   o f   t h r e e   d e p a r t e d   a s   a b r u p t l y   a s   t h e y ' d   c o m e . 

I lay frozen, wondering how Saroya would react to her father's admissions.

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