The Call - Chapter 178 - Ramsey's Mom (2022-09-19)
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My curiosity got the better of me

Now that Dad's story is out in the open, my curiosity about my bio mom started to creep up. This is Ramsey, Gordon's son, and I am Maryam's fiancé.

Life has changed, just a touch, since we met Mona. Well, since Maryam met Mona, then the rest of us met, well, everyone.

During that story, Dad told the story of me. He was a virgin, so I guess I'm the virgin birth, but not in exactly the way that was intended.

I wasn't sure what to do, so I asked the most, um, inquisitive person that I know what I should do.

Ruby.

The funny thing is, she sent me to Leslie.

After a two-hour sex session that included Tomas and Amara. I'll cum back to that.

Yeah, a cheap pun, but I'll bet Bob will still reward me.

Right now, I'm on my way to Leslie's house. Not immediately after meeting with Ruby. A man needs to recover. At least in this world. Somehow having cum too many times was not a major problem before I became a part of the Dionysus world. Here, I waited two days just to be sure. Maryam understood. It is not like I wasn't getting her off. For that matter, it is not like she wasn't getting fucked during that two days. Dionysus, remember? But do you know how hard it is to watch without playing with yourself?

Hard. Oh my. Another one for Bob.

I am wandering the tangent pathway today. Let's get back on track. I just walked into Leslie's front door and wandered into the kitchen. Leslie is at the stove making bacon and eggs.

I love bacon and eggs.

"I hope you like bacon and eggs," said Leslie. "You'll need the protein."

"My favorite food, but why will I need protein?" I asked.

She just smiled at me, which got me rock hard, and then she edged me.

For a long time.

I need protein.

"Why do you have clothes on?" asked Leslie. "It's fine, but I'm curious. It is pretty rare."

"Well, I, um, you see," I said, rivaling Shakespeare with my wit.

Leslie let out a bark. Then she motioned for me to look to my right. With the spatula she is holding.

"You know, this is the first time I have seen a spatula in Dionysus used for its intended purpose," I said, laughing.

"This is the first time you have ever seen a spatula used for its alternate use," said Leslie.

"You have a point," I said, laughing some more. Then I turned to my right, as suggested. Hunter is bent over the breakfast table, and Hallie is just pounding him with a surprisingly large double-ended dildo. That's an enjoyable sight, but there was someone lying on the table, getting a blowjob from Hunter.

A pretty freaking spectacular blowjob. Just then, Hunter pulled off and the person he was blowing came all over themselves. Hunter scooped up a lot of the cum, rubbed it on his own cock, and slipped in the boy's ass.

While Hallie kept pounding him.

Did I mention it is Bill? And a lot of cum?

Hunter called over.

"You should clean up Bill," said Hunter.

I know a good suggestion when I hear it. I walked up to them and leaned over and started licking up a stripe, just as I heard the tell-tale sound of lube. Lots of lube. You know the sound. I looked back over my shoulder and Jessica is standing there with a dildo that is easily as big as the one Hallie is wearing.

Jessica is wearing it. And it is glistening with the aforementioned lube.

I went back to work on Bill while Jessica slid that right in my ass. With some effort.

Worth it. Yes, I'd stripped. Wouldn't you?

I knew coming around breakfast time was a good idea. We finally wore out and had lunch.

Yeah, lunch.

"So what can I do for you?" asked Leslie.

"How do you know you didn't do everything I needed already?" I asked.

"Because you arrived in clothes," said Leslie. OK, she has a point.

"I want to learn more about my bio mom. Maybe meet her," I said.

"You know that can open up Pandora's box," said Leslie.

"Which is why I want to do it quietly without anyone knowing. Especially my dad," I said. "I'll tell him if it works out."

"So if the story takes a dark turn, you'll just suck it up and keep the secret, no matter how bad it is?" asked Leslie.

"Yes," I said. I'd thought this through.

"You haven't thought this through," she said.

"Yes, I have, for quite a while," I said. "It is the best way to do it."

"OK, I rarely do this, but I'm going to say no to helping you," said Leslie. "You're wrong for two reasons. The first is that if it is bad, particularly really bad, then knowing that and not being able to share with your soulmate would be crushing."

"Oh, I could tell Maryam," I said. "She could keep the confidence."

"Yeah, she could," said Leslie. "But you'd really put that burden on her?"

Oh. I hadn't thought of that.

"Now, let's talk about the other issue," said Leslie. "Let's say the news is just OK, or even good. You're going to go tell your dad that you did all this in secret. Don't you think he might be hurt?"

"Why would he be hurt if it is all good?" I asked.

Leslie just sat there and looked at me. She was waiting me out. What does she want?

Oh.

"I didn't really think this through," I said. "I thought I had, but I didn't think of everything."

"So do you want to stop, or do you want to tell your family?" asked Leslie.

"You'd help me if I told them?" I asked.

"Sure," said Leslie. "But if your dad wants to leave it alone and not look, it is his decision. If he doesn't want to, you don't get to."

"That's fair," I said.

Leslie laughed.

I got hard again.

One last time. I would have to at least explain to Maryam why I have nothing left to give.

She'll understand. Come on. Leslie.


Talking to Dad

OK, this is going to be a tough conversation. Maryam and I are having dinner with Dad and Lyra. I need to spit this out.

"Dad, I'm curious about my bio mom. Leslie said she'd help me find her but only if you are comfortable with it," I said, with considerable trepidation.

"Sure," said Dad. "I'm a bit curious, too."

"That's it?" I said. "I've worried about how to ask you for weeks!"

Everyone laughed.

"Then you have not been properly assimilated into Dionysus culture," said Dad, laughing. "Even if I was totally against it, you should feel comfortable asking. But I'm not against it. Literally how does it hurt us? I am guessing you're going to do the research and then we'll talk before you approach her."

"Um, yeah," I said. Ever the conversationalist.

"OK, then," said Dad. "Dinner is over. Can we all fuck now?"

Why yes we can. From shy dad to regular orgy participant. I love Dionysus.


It took about ten minutes

That's all it took to find her. Oh, this is Leslie. I started in the obvious place. No, not asking Hill, although I would if necessary. I looked her up in our company database. Everyone that works somewhere in the world for a company owned by someone in Dionysus.

She works at a Dollar Tree in Vacaville, east of San Francisco. That led me down a path. She is the single mom of two kids and struggling. She lives in a shit house in a shit neighborhood and walks to work since she doesn't have a car. The two kids have different dads, and she walks with a limp because the second dad broke her leg. Badly. On purpose.

Fuck.

Not the life we had hoped to find. I shared this with Ramsey and Gordon. Over dinner. All four of them. Plus Hunter, Hallie, and me.

We're going to fuck later.

"I found her," I said.

"Who?" said Maryam. "Oh."

"I found Brandi," I said. "Brandi with an I. The circumstances are not good." I explained the circumstances.

"Well that sucks," said Gordon.

"She was terrible to you!" said Lyra.

"Still sucks," said Gordon. "I've thought about it for a long time. Yes, what she did was intended to be cruel. She was in high school. The situation overall kind of sucked. But do you know something? She actually gave me the hand job. She didn't have to. She could have made it even worse by getting me all hot and bothered and laughing and leaving. But she didn't. She actually gave me the hand job. Then she got pregnant and made a tough decision. She gave me Ramsey. Best day of my life. Hardest day of my life. They're not mutually exclusive. But even if she had led me on and teased me brutally at school, like her friends expected her to do, it still freaking sucks."

"I have never loved you more," said Lyra.

"We have to fix it," said Ramsey, with passion matching Gordon's.

"Yeah, we do," I said. "That's what we do. She crossed our paths again for a reason."

"She crossed because I asked you to find her," said Ramsey.

"Yes, if you look at it literally," I said. "But in our world, if someone crosses our path, regardless of the reason, and needs our help, we help them."

We do.

"So how do you want to handle this?" I asked. "I can go by myself. I can take just Ramsey. I can take Gordon and Ramsey. I can take just Gordon."

"I need to go," said Gordon. "And I am sorry Ramsey, but I think I need to go alone first."

"No, I get it," said Ramsey. "I'm too big a shock. She has to want to meet me, too. Just because we found her doesn't mean she wanted to be found."

Wise beyond his years.

"Her shift ends in two hours," I said.

"Let's go," said Gordon.

The answer I expected.


I have been curious

OK, I admit, I've been curious. What has kept me from doing anything is that I still feel like she's the head cheerleader and I'm the lowly nerd. I know, that doesn't make a ton of sense, but it is how I feel, and I can't really change that. We landed at a nearby Target and Leslie backed out an SUV. I admit, I'm surprised, because it is the small Hyundai SUV. Obviously, this is Gordon.

"A Hyundai?" I asked.

"What am I wearing?" asked Leslie. That seemed like an odd change of direction.

"Shorts and a polo shirt," I said. "Why?"

"Is it really a Polo shirt?" she asked.

"I guess not since there is no horse," I said. "It is about as conservative as I have ever seen you dress."

Then it hit me.

"It is as conservative as I have ever seen you dress," I repeated. "You're trying to not stand out. That's why it is a Hyundai, too."

She just smiled at me. I freaking clamped by eyes shut and she laughed.

"I'm careful. You can't exactly go in if you cum in your shorts. That's kind of what started all of this," she said, with a laugh.

I guess it is.

We discussed walking in separately, but in the end, just walked in together. I recognized her immediately. Still beautiful, but a little worn. You know what I mean. She looked up and automatically welcomed us, but then the recognition hit. Not for me.

For Leslie.

Which triggered her to try to figure out who I am.

You could see the recognition hit. Then she burst out into tears. Just bawling.

Ah fuck.

Leslie walked right over to her.

"You go talk to him," she said. "I'll run the register."

"I can't do that," she said. "I'd get in trouble! I can't lose this job."

"No you won't, I promise," said Leslie. "We own the chain. All the software is the same. I know how to do it."

Leslie moved around behind the register and almost pushed Brandi away.

"You don't have to talk to me," I said. "We can just leave."

"Is he OK?" she asked. I am pretty sure my smile lit up the room.

"Yeah, he's amazing," I said. "I hope you want to meet him."

"You would let me meet him?" she said, in a shaky voice.

"You're his mom," I said. I led her towards a quiet part of the store.


The manager

Leslie here. This is hilarious. The good news is they are off talking. I had run a few customers through, and I'd bet half of them were curious. I hate that I am, but I am pretty recognizable. I did wear a loose, opaque shirt though. Most people recognize me by my tits. Well, they do.

Just then a man came bustling up from the back of the store. His name tag says he is Jerome. Jerome is pretty pissed.

"Where is Brandi?" he said. "And who are you and what are you doing at the register?"

"Brandi has a personal issue," I said. "I'm from corporate. I happened to be in the store and offered to cover for her."

"I had no notice someone was coming from corporate," he said, all officious and shit. "Are you working from her drawer? You can't do that!"

I kept checking people out while he was shouting. He noticed.

"You are pretty good at it," he said, softly. "Are you interested in a full-time role? We have openings."

>From officious to offering me a job.

"But you still can't do this!" he said, back to being officious.

I admit I laughed.

"You're sending pretty mixed messages there, dude," I said.

"What is Brandi's problem?" he asked, in front of customers.

"None of your business," I said, while continuing to check people out.

"I'm the manager!" he said.

"Listen, Jerome," I said. "Why don't you find someone to take the register and we can talk privately."

To my surprise, that seemed like a good idea to him. He wandered off and came back with a cashier. I walked away with him.

"It really is none of your business," I said. "So I am not going to tell you. But I will warn you that you might need to replace Brandi. Not saying you will, but the chances are pretty high.

"But she is my best cashier," he said, in a two-year-old voice.

"Wow," he said. "I sound ridiculous. Let's start over. My name is Jerome. May I ask yours?"

"I'm Leslie," I said, sticking out my hand. He was halfway through the handshake when it hit. You can always tell. Jerome gets props though. He started off rough, but he is growing on me. No, not in that way. Maybe. He is a hunk, you know.

"To what do we owe the honor?" he said. I just nodded over to the corner.

"I get this is weird," I said. "But you've got a nice store here. It's clean, well-organized, and well stocked. You seem to be on top of things pretty well, too. How long have you been with the company?"

"Three years," he said. "I started as a stock boy." He added a laugh.

Liking Jerome more and more.

"Can you get someone in to cover for Brandi?" I asked.

"Doubtful," he said. "I can for tomorrow. I have a couple people that want more hours. If it is going to be more than a few days, I'll need to hire."

"OK," I said. "I'll let you know tonight about Brandi. For now, I'll get back on the register. I can work out her shift."

"You'll work her shift. At the Dollar Tree. In Vacaville," he said.

"Yes," I said.

"Why?" he said. "Seriously. You're a princess. You're the Minister of Defense. Why would you work a shift as a cashier at the Dollar Tree?"

"Because my friend needed my help. That left you hanging, and I won't do that. So I work a shift at the Dollar Tree in Vacaville," I said.

"You all are really this nice, aren't you?" he said. "I admit, I am a bit in awe."

Just wait until he finds out that starting Thursday he's the new regional manager. Yes, I've been having that conversation during our conversation.

Oh hell, might as well tell him.

"Also," I said. "Starting Thursday, you're the new regional manager, assuming you want the job."

He just kind of stared at me.

"You can do that?" he said. I admit, I laughed.

"Dude, I could make you just about anything," I said. He stared a bit.

Then he smiled. Damn. He has one hell of a smile.

I vibrated for a bit.

"Is there a Mrs. Jerome?" I asked. He laughed.

"Yes, and she's going to go ape shit," he said. "Oh, sorry."

I laughed out loud.

"I'm familiar with the word," I said. "You know, regional managers don't work on weekends. Why don't I arrange a little vacation for you both? Leave Friday evening, back Sunday evening. A romantic getaway."

"You'd do that?" he said. "No, that was silly. You wouldn't offer if you wouldn't. It sounds great, but we just transferred here about three months ago, so we don't have anyone to watch the kids."

"That leads to two things," I said. "Would you rather be the regional manager of a different region?"

He thought about it for a bit.

"No," he said. "We like it here. Our kids have friends. We have friends."

He looked thoughtful for a moment.

"Are you punking me?" he asked. "This is pretty unbelievable. A princess in our store? Are you really Princess Leslie?"

I don't know what possessed me to do it, but I smoothed my shirt down, which tightened it against my breasts.

"OK, then," he said. "A princess in our store." Then he laughed. Then he quickly looked stricken.

"Oh, I am so sorry," he said. "I never should have said that."

"Dude," I said. "You could have suggested we go back in your office and fuck, and it would have been OK."

Damn. Jerome is hung. Maybe that is a good idea.

"OK, I believe you're Princess Leslie now," laughed Jerome.

"My reputation precedes me," I said.

"Oh yeah," said Jerome. In a deep rich baritone.

I laughed and laughed.

"Tell me about your family, Jerome," I said. He visibly brightened.

"My wife, Quisha, and I have been married for fifteen years, but together since kindergarten," he said. "We have two kids, Razi, who is 11 and Talisa, who is 10."

I have got to meet his family. Did I mention Jerome is Black? And beautiful? I mean seriously so.

"Let me see what is going on," I said. I nodded to Brandi and Gordon. "I'm going to take your family out to dinner. Might be tonight. Might not."

"Oh, and you don't need a babysitter," I said, in my deep voice. Not on purpose. Just not surprising.

"Huh?" said Jerome. "Oh. Oh..."

"Ya gotta love our society," I said.

"Yeah," he said. Damn. I've never heard a voice that deep.

I am liking Jerome.


Brandi with an I

Gordon here. Brandi led me over into a corner of the store.

"What are you doing here? How did you find me? Why are you with Princess Leslie?" she said.

"No, scratch that," she said. "Tell me about him. Please."

I pulled out my phone and showed her pictures. I had carefully chosen them. A few pictures of just Ramsey. Then a picture of him with his arm around Maryam.

"He has a girlfriend! At 14!" she said.

"Well, yes," I said. "But she is actually his fiancé."

She just stared at me. You could see it hit.

"You're part of Dionysus," she said, with considerable awe.

I admit I laughed.

"I can't in any way explain it, but yes," I said. "And if you know anything about the culture, we're here to help. You and your kids."

"You know I have kids," said Brandi.

"I know a lot," I said, nodding towards Leslie, who waved. Another cashier took over and Leslie stepped away but stayed at a distance.

"Do you mind if she joins us? She is going to help you," I said.

"No, that's fine, but I don't get any of this," said Brandi. "How you even know her? Why would you help me? It is just all fucked up."

"I heard the last of that," said Leslie. "We can tell you Gordon's story later. He meant it that we're here to help. You crossed our path. We help."

"But why?" she said. "I was a complete asshole to Gordon. I freaking dumped my baby on him and never looked back. I've cried about that almost every night since. Why would you help me? I'm nothing."

Shit.

"I really don't get why you would help me, Gordon," she said. "What I did to you on your birthday was horrible."

I took a deep breath.

"Because you actually gave me the hand job," I said.

"What?" responded Brandi. A fair response.

"Listen," I said. "I suspect your friends thought you would get me with my pants down, all ready to go, and then you'd laugh and leave. You not only gave me the hand job, but you also showed me the first pussy I ever saw in my life. It kind of excited me."

At least that made her laugh, a little.

"You're here to help me because of that," she said.

"Not exactly," I said. "Deep down, I believe you're a good person. You were in a crowd that was cruel, and you went along because you thought you had to. Go along to get along. The mantra of high school. You had to fit in. I get it. No one gets it more. I didn't fit in with anyone. But you could have been really cruel, or you could have, well, made my day, which you did. You also gave me Ramsey, the light of my life."

"Ramsey," she said. "You named him Ramsey?"

"Yes," I said. "You seem surprised."

"Ramsey was my grandfather. My mom's dad. The only person that really helped guide me through life," she said. "The person I went to when I was pregnant. Hell, I lived with him through the entire pregnancy. My parents threw me out. He was my savior."

"Wow," I said, with Leslie. You could tell she almost said it, but she bit her lip. Brandi noticed.

"Really? That's really a thing? I've read about it happening and there have been paparazzi pictures, but really?" said Brandi.

"Jinx," said Leslie. She then proceeded to give me one of the best kisses of my life. It left Brandi speechless. She finally recovered.

"Jinx," she said.

We just looked at her.

"A girl has to take her shot," said Brandi.

"You know all about our world," said Leslie. "You can do that and more with either one of us. Repeatedly. But not in the Dollar Tree in Vacaville."

Just then there was a commotion at the front of the store.

"Where is she?" shouted a man.

"Aw shit," said Brandi. Just then he pulled out a gun and spotted us.

And fired. I don't know what happened, given he isn't far away, but none of us are hit. Leslie freaking walked towards him.

He emptied his gun at her. The bullets all just fell to the floor in front of her. She kept walking and took the gun out of his hand. His mouth is still open.

Now he is face down on the floor, wearing zip cuffs. It was just a freaking blur. That's when the cops ran in with guns pulled. The manager stopped them and spoke to them briefly. Leslie stood up and one group of cops took him out while another walked over to join us. Leslie walked over, too.

Brandi moaned as Leslie walked up. Understandably. There are bullet holes all over the front of Leslie's shirt. A grouping over her left breast made the fabric fall down a bit.

Exposing her entire breast. Leslie realized Brandi was staring and looked down and laughed. She didn't attempt to cover herself at all.

"So much for my conservative outfit," she said. Yep, just standing there with her breast hanging out.

Which we all appreciate. Brandi. Me. The cop.

Who introduced herself as Carmen. Not what you expected, was it?

"You want to explain how you appear to be invulnerable?" asked Carmen, of Leslie.

"Nah," said Leslie, who smiled.

Carmen just stared at her a bit. OK, mostly at her breast, but come on, Leslie. Tits. And that's not being disrespectful in our world.

We like tits.

Especially Leslie's.

Finally Carmen realized she wasn't getting an answer and turned to Brandi.

"Who is he?" she asked.

"My ex," said Brandi, in such a freaking sad voice. "How did he get out of prison? He was doing three years for breaking my leg."

Carmen looked at her phone for a moment.

"Released yesterday for good behavior. You should have been notified," said Carmen.

Brandi just raised her eyebrows.

Nicely played, Brandi.

"It seems like we have a failure to communicate," said Carmen. "May I ask why you are here, Princess Leslie?"

"Because I am supposed to be," answered Leslie. Jerome walked over and handed Leslie a big T-shirt. With SpongeBob. Leslie laughed. Now, most people would pull the big T-shirt on over her shirt.

Leslie is not most people. She whipped off her shirt and then carefully put on the new one.

Yes, we all stared. None more than Carmen and Jerome.

Hey, I've seen'em.

More than once. Hell, I've coated them with cum.

Repeatedly. I am also quite careful with my cleanup.

I have learned much in Dionysus.

"Do you want to prosecute, or do you want us to?" asked Carmen, of Leslie.

"Will it require Brandi to testify?" asked Leslie. Carmen nodded yes.

"We will," said Leslie. "I won't put her through that."

"I'll assign you an escort," said Carmen.

"No need," said Leslie, nodding towards the door. Striding to us, with a purpose, was Della. Which caused Brandi to moan.

"Really?" said Leslie. "She gets a moan?"

"I was shaken up," said Brandi. "I would be happy to moan for you."

"Oh, well played," said Leslie, with a smile. For some reason Della is carrying clothes.

Oh.

Yoga shorts and a sports bra.

Which is why we all got to enjoy Leslie changing into the yoga shorts and a sports bra. Right there in the store. The police had let customers back in. I don't know if Leslie noticed that or not, but I know that Leslie didn't care.

A young man did. Maybe 10.

"Excuse me for being forward," he said. "My name is Alec. I just wanted to share that this may be the best day of my life."

Just as he finished, a man walked up that is clearly Alec's dad. He's just nodding away.

"This is my dad, Milo," said Alec. "I am confident you made his day, too."

"Thank you," said Leslie. "Tell you what, Alec. You give me your number and then we'll connect, and I'll make this day seem insignificant to both of you."

Once they picked up their jaws off the floor, Alec gave her his number.

They have no idea.

"We have to go," said Leslie. "But I'll text you."

We walked out of the front door over Brandi's protests.

"We can't just walk out!" said Brandi. I admit. I snorted. I couldn't control it. It made Leslie laugh and she just looked at me.

"Yes, we can," I said. "You don't realize it yet, but your life changed for the better as soon as Leslie walked in that door."

This time Leslie snorted. Oh, we both stared at her.

"That's just not right," said Leslie. "Your walking into the store is what mattered. You wanted to be here. You cared about what happened to Brandi. Not that I don't, but I wouldn't have been here without you. This is you, Gordon."

For some reason that got me a hug from Brandi. A nice hug.

Focus, Gordon.

"Do I understand Dionysus culture properly?" said Brandi. "For example, if I politely asked if you would make love to me, it might happen?"

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Not yet," I said. "You see, the only real answers are yes, no, and not yet. I didn't say no. I didn't want to even say not yet, but you're not in the right place for that. Maybe you will be. Maybe you never will be. But now isn't the time."

Brandi thought about it.

"You're a good person, Gordon," she said, softly.

I am not sure I have ever received a better compliment.

"How about this," said Leslie. "Let's go grab your kids. I signed up one of the Napa houses for a bit. Lyra is already there. So are Ramsey and Maryam. Let's go meet them and figure out what we should do."

"I can't go!" said Brandi. "I'll lose my job!"

"First, no you won't," I said. "Jerome told me you're the best cashier here and I've already told him you won't be here for a bit. But honestly, the likelihood of you returning to be a cashier at the Dollar Tree in Vacaville is near zero. That's not your destiny. What was your dream growing up?"

"Medical school," said Brandi. "But I sure fucked that up."

Which explains why Elena just walked in the front door with Nick. Brandi looked towards the door and appears to be in a state of shock. Elena and Nick walked up.

"Hi," said Elena. "I'm Elena."

Brandi appears to be unable to talk.

Which made Elena and Nick laugh.

"I will never understand it," said Elena, with a smile.

"You're the most powerful person in medicine!" said Brandi.

"She also has an amazingly pretty pussy," said Leslie. OK, I can actually confirm that.

"That one I'm proud of," said Elena. "The whole medicine thing is just what I do. Right place at the right time."

"Did you seriously just comment on her pussy?" said Brandi.

"Trust me," said Leslie. "It is beautiful. When the time is right, she'll show you."

Brandi's head spun back to Elena.

"Oh yeah," said Elena, in a guttural voice. That seems common in Dionysus.

Brandi turned back to me.

"Hold up," said Brandi. "Who is Lyra?"

"My fiancé," I said. "Her daughter, Maryam, is engaged to Ramsey."

"You said that earlier, but Ramsey is 14. And you said not yet!" said Brandi. "You should have said no."

"Oh, honey," said Leslie. "That's not our world at all." She then gave a pretty graphic description of can but don't have to.

And the ages of consent.

Brandi's moan was as deep as I have ever heard.

Let me tell you about her two kids. Juliet is 10. Deven is 9. I've seen pictures.

I get the moan. Completely.

"This is very confusing," said Brandi. "I live a shit life. I've always thought it was divine retribution for what I did to you and Ramsey and yet you're all here trying to help me out."

Leslie shrugged.

"It is what we do," said Elena. "Our lives feel like they come from the keyboard of some guy in Florida. They're unbelievable. I lived in Italy and our mom died. We were a day away from being on the streets when Bob crossed our paths. Now my sister is my mom and I live a life that is so amazing that it feels like fiction. All because of Bob. If you look at the backstory of every single person in Dionysus, it all starts with Bob."

"No one understands that better than me," said Leslie. "He is my savior in so many ways. So we help. Pay it forward, so to speak. Because we can. We see others with wealth hoard it and it pisses us all off. We have so much that it can literally never run out, so why wouldn't we help?"

"That and the fact that every decision you make to help someone turns out great for them and you," said Nick.

"Well, yeah," said Leslie, with clear embarrassment. "Elena, run them over to Baby house. I'll be there shortly. I need to talk to Jerome. In fact, do you mind taking over? I think I'll take Jerome and his family to dinner."

Which caused Brandi to moan. She laughed, which is so damn nice. Then she shrugged.

"I've met his family," said Brandi. "Then you told me about consent and, well, you see where it went."

"Yes, I do," said Leslie. There's that deep voice again.

Elena led the way out the door.

Follow the pretty pussy. Well, she does.


Rocking Jerome's world

Time to rock Jerome's world. No, not in that way. OK, hopefully in that way, but you get the idea. Everyone else left and I walked over to Jerome. He's busy stocking a shelf. A working manager.

I love that.

He turned and looked at me and moaned. Then he looked stricken.

"Oh God," he said. "I'm sorry. That was terrible."

"Dude, I'm wearing super tight yoga shorts and a thin sports bra," I said. "I would have been disappointed if you hadn't moaned. Hell, I meant it. This is a Dionysus property. We could go back in your office and I'd be out of these clothes and bent over your desk in a heartbeat."

Sorry, Jerome. Now you're uncomfortable. That cock is headed in the wrong direction.

"Sorry," I said. "You should probably adjust that. It has got to hurt."

Now he looks stricken again and I admit, I laughed.

"Jerome, you know all about our world," I said. "In a store in Robertville, every single person in this store would be naked." He looked at someone over my shoulder and I turned.

"Yes, including her," I said. "Just because she's bigger, doesn't mean she isn't sexy."

"Oh, you completely misunderstood, which I get," said Jerome. "I find her enchanting."

Well sure.

"OK," I said. "We'll include her next time. Today is just your family."

"Today?" squeaked Jerome, and I laughed.

"I promised dinner," I said. "When do you get off?" Jerome thought for a moment.

"I almost went for the joke," he said, a little embarrassed.

"Oh, you should have," I said. "Dad rewards bad jokes."

"Dad?" he squeaked again. Once again, I am laughing in a Dollar Tree in Vacaville.

"I take it there is interest?" I said. He looked stricken again.

"I've never," he said. "But. I. Um."

"Dude," I said. "We are all bi. All of us. Every. single. one."

The moan was long and deep.

Understandably so.

"Let's go get your family and go to dinner. We'll see how it goes from there," I said. I'd texted Mary Lou and we have reservations in Napa. I suppose I'm hopeful, so three houses nearby has potential.

"I can't," started Jerome.

"Dude," I said. "You can. You're a district manager. Flexible hours. Completely. If things are running well, we don't care if you ever come to work. Our culture measures results not hours at work. That's just nuts. Come on."

I took his hand which he allowed, but was clearly uncomfortable, so I let go and turned to him.

"If this is too overwhelming, I get it," I said. "I can just leave. You still have the job."

It took him a moment, but Jerome stood up straight.

I might have cum just a little.

"No, it is all good," he said, bringing back his deepest voice. We get it. I headed out again and this time he took my hand.

Progress. OK, I'm really just taking his family to dinner. Nothing else. No sex.

I didn't sell that, did I?

We went outside the Hyundai was gone. In its place was a nice BMW X7M. Sure there is. The Hyundai was too small for Jerome and his family.

I have no idea how it was replaced with an X7M that hasn't even been released yet, but I've learned not to question things.

Which is when Jessica laughed in my head.

I kind of had a suspicion. My earrings let us in, and I got in the driver's seat and Jerome got in the passenger seat. I do feel for him. That has to be uncomfortable.

"Dude, you need to adjust," I said. "That has to hurt. Happy to do it for you."

He laughed and adjusted it himself.

"Pretty sure it would have been messy if you did it," he said.

"That's OK, I would have swallowed it," I said. I didn't really mean to shock him, since it was just a factual statement, but he did moan, which feels good.

He told me his address and we lifted up and headed off. Of course it can fly. They all can. Most people just can't unlock it.

"Your SUV can fly," he said, dryly. I think I love Jerome.

"No," I said. That got a quizzical look.

"Pretty sure we're a few hundred feet off the ground," he said.

"That's not the part of the sentence that was wrong," I said. He looked really confused.

"Not my SUV," I said. "Your SUV. You'll have to take lessons and then your family can each pick their car, too."

Yeah, that got a stare.

"Our kids are 11 and 10," he said.

"You already told me that," I said.

"Why would they get cars?" he said. "They can't drive for years."

I admit, I laughed.

"My daughter can drive," I said.

"Isn't your daughter 3?" he said.

"Yes," I said.

"You people are weird," said Jerome, with a laugh.

"Sure," I said. "But we make up for it with non-stop sex."

Well, we do.

We landed in his driveway and just as we did, two kids ran out the front door, followed by a woman who is clearly their mom.

I might have cum a little again.

Razi is dressed in a suit, with a Jerry Garcia tie. Talisa is in a wrap dress. Quisha is in a classic LBD and rocks it.

They all do. I mean freaking stunning.

"Dad, dad," shouted Talisa. "A man delivered these clothes to us. There is also a nice suit for you and a dress that doesn't fit any of us."

That's when Talisa registered me and who I am. She laughed.

"Well, I guess I know whose dress it is," said Talisa, with a laugh. "It's not like Mom or I would have filled out that top." Loving this family already.

"Hi," said Quisha. "I'm Quisha, but I'm guessing you knew that. You had the clothes delivered."

"Nope," I said. "No clue where they came from. Who delivered them?"

"Younger guy. Mid-twenties. Scruffy beard, board shorts, T-shirt," said Quisha, who added a laugh. "Just a little mustard on the shirt."

That would have been my guess.

"Imagine the same guy," I said. "Clean shaven. Nice haircut. Wearing a suit like Razi's."

It took Quisha a minute to form the mental image and then she moaned. A long, deep moan. Jerome looks confused.

Then Talisa moaned, followed quickly by Razi.

Well that's encouraging.

"Can someone catch me up?" said Jerome. "Who the heck delivered the clothes?"

"King Bob," said Quisha, in a voice lower than any I have heard from Jerome. But now Jerome is moaning, too. Quisha caught it.

"Oh God," she said, and vibrated through a not that small orgasm. Which set off Talisa.

Thankfully not Razi, but it was close.

"I was picturing you in the middle of a train," said Quisha, to Jerome. Then she realized she had said it in front of the kids.

"Me too," said Talisa. "But in my vision I'm in the front of Dad, with King Bob in the back and Razi in front of me."

"In front of you?" said Razi. Then he realized.

And moaned.

I admit, I laughed.

"OK," I said. "Here's the deal. We're all going out to dinner to celebrate Jerome's big promotion to district manager. Then, if both Jerome and Quisha agree, we're going to one of our houses and will make all of those fantasies come true."

"Repeatedly," I added.

Almost lost one from Razi and Jerome. Understandably.

"Is anyone going to explain what is going on?" asked Quisha.

"I think I just did," I said. I couldn't hold it and I laughed.

"We're going to celebrate Jerome's promotion to district manager," I said. "Now, point me to the dress."

We walked into their living room and there was a dress bag laying over the couch. I walked over and unzipped it. An inspired choice, Dad. A nice Zara wrap dress. Maybe a size too small.

In other words, just right. I do sometimes forget when I am outside of our world. I whipped off my top and dropped my yoga shorts and slipped into the dress. I tied the belt and looked up.

To four shocked faces. I admit, I laughed. Then I pulled the top of the dress apart and flashed my breasts.

It is kind of my thing.

"Sorry," I said. "We're pretty comfortable with nudity."

"Not sorry," said Quisha. You can just imagine the tone in situations like this.

"Very not sorry," said Razi.

Talisa and Jerome are just a noddin'.

"OK, let's address the elephant in the room," I said. "You all know how this works in our world. Everyone knows how this works in our world."

Four noddin' heads.

"Quisha and Jerome, are you comfortable with it?" I asked. "At their ages, you have to give Talisa and Razi permission. Given I declared your home a consulate, it is a big decision."

Four faces. Four jaws on the floor.

"Fuck yeah," said Razi.

Quisha pointed at Razi.

"What he said," said Quisha. "It has been a topic of conversation in our house, so yes, we give them permission."

"Well, we can't be late to dinner, since we're meeting others, but we'll explore that later," I said.

"Repeatedly," I added, with a laugh.

There is a lot more going on, but right now, we're heading to dinner. I need to let Elena jump in, or the story doesn't make sense. You'll see.


My turn to take over the story

Elena here, with Nick. It is getting a little confusing, so remember it is me. I'm not quite as clueless as my randomly showing up would imply. As soon as she heard Brandi's dream, Leslie reached out and caught me up. I talked to Ramsey on our way here and he told me the more complete story.

Remember, we can have a thought conversation at the same time.

I admit, the virgin birth is intriguing. I have got to talk to Jessica, who is our resident expert on religion. Maybe Jesus walks among us and his name is Ramsey.

Oh, I'm doing him, just in case. You know that. OK, I'm doing him again.

Of course I've met Ramsey.

Anyway, let's jump back into right now.

"OK," I said. "Let's go find someplace quiet to chat. It is about dinner time, so let's find some food. Steaks OK?"

Gordon nodded, but I suspect if I'd said brains and testicles, he would have just nodded. Brandi said it was fine, so the four of us headed out to the parking lot. I forget that all of this is confusing to newcomers. We're going to dinner in Napa.

I have a plane, right?

I was impressed though. Brandi just followed us on the plane and sat with Ramsey. There is a spark there, which is interesting. In most of the world, that could be an issue, and I suppose it could be with Lyra, but I am sure she supports Gordon supporting Brandi.

And yes that made sense.

"You don't seem overwhelmed that we're on a space plane going to dinner in Napa," said Nick.

"Sure I am," said Brandi. "But let's be honest. Literally nothing can be worse. I'd like to be back before bedtime though. The kids latchkey."

Pretty pragmatic of her.

"Let's pick them up now," I said. "They can go with us. We're going to a nice place in Napa."

"Sure we are," said Brandi, just handling everything. We took off and hopped over to her house. It is a pretty short hop in my plane. We landed in her postage stamp front yard. The house is pretty dilapidated, which sadly doesn't surprise me. As soon as I dropped the stairs, two kids ran out the front door. Clearly Juliet and Deven.

Juliet is in a gorgeous dress and Deven is in a suit. A nice suit. With a tie.

It appears to surprise Brandi. Wait until she finds out the suit is Timmy.

The dress is Zara. Guaranteed.

"What, where?" said Brandi.

"A courier dropped them off," said Juliet. "And told us to get showered and dressed. They even showed Deven how to tie the tie."

Uh oh. Mom is coming out. Brandi is hot.

"You're not supposed to open the front door," she said, with some heat. "And you let them in while you showered!"

I don't think it helped that Juliet and Deven laughed.

"Well Mom, you have always taught us to evaluate a situation and make good choices," said Juliet. "In this case, the courier was 5-years-old, arrived in a space plane by herself, and is Dionysus royalty."

I admit, I laughed. Maybe I shouldn't have, but it was involuntary. Brandi just looked at me and I shrugged.

"Jessica knew they needed the clothes," I said.

"Jessica!" said Brandi. "Princess Jessica! I've never met a princess!"

"Um, Mom," said Deven. Then he nodded at me. I guess I am Princess Elena.

"Oh, yeah," said Brandi.

"And Leslie," said Gordon.

"Oh yeah," said Brandi, in an entirely different tone and context.

"Hey!" I said to the laughter of everyone, including Brandi.

"It is all a little confusing," said Brandi.

"We know it is," said Gordon. "Hell, I walked into a quick mart in San Francisco and suddenly found myself engaged and swept up into the world of Dionysus."

"You're engaged," said Brandi, in a tone that made it clear it disappointed her.

"Listen," said Gordon. "Yes, I'm engaged. But let's slow down. She's coming to dinner."

"You're bringing your fiancé to dinner with me," said Brandi. Gordon laughed a little.

"Sure," said Gordon. "She thought it was a great idea to find you."

"Guess I don't have a shot then," said Brandi, a little sadder than I think she intended. It confused her that Deven and Juliet laughed.

"Um, Mom," said Juliet. "While I am not suggesting anything will develop, Gordon being engaged does not in any way prevent a relationship with you, too."

"Leslie is married to Hunter and Hallie," said Deven.

"And Hunter and Hallie are twins," added Juliet. A little moan slipped out of Brandi.

"Well there is that" said Brandi.

"But let's slow down," said Gordon. "Yes, Lyra encouraged me to find you. It is kind of what Dionysus does. Somehow, through the most improbable circumstances, Ramsey and I are part of Dionysus now."

"It isn't improbable at all," I said. "It is why you're here. It is what you're supposed to do. Help them."

It really is.

"Oh," said Juliet. "Jessica dropped off clothes for you, too."

"Of course she did," said Nick. Well, it does make sense. Juliet led the way inside, and neatly laid on the couch were clothes for the four of us. Sometimes I forget. What can I say? I've been part of Dionysus longer than there has been Dionysus.

I started to change. By whipping off my top and shimmying out of my shorts. In the living room. That's when I realized everyone was staring.

Especially Brandi.

"You have a beautiful pussy," said Juliet.

Not to be immodest, but I do.

"Now's not the time to focus on that," I said, picking up the dress and letting it settle down on me. I am not sure that helped.

It is a pretty sexy dress.

"Now?" said Brandi. "That implies there will be a time for us to focus on your pussy."

"Oh yeah," I said, with Nick. He laughed.

And said jinx.

Maybe we shouldn't have, but I paid off. Right there in the living room.

We both barely made it. Juliet and Deven were staring with a smile on their face.

Oops. I didn't quite make it.

Brandi's pants are soaked. She didn't make it either.

Yeah, sorry about that.

Everyone else found a private place to change. Darn it. As Brandi walked away, I saw her limp. I am aware of the broken leg, but something is amiss.

"Hold up," I said. "Can I please look at your leg?"

Brandi looked hesitant.

"What did you call me when I walked into the store?" I asked. OK, immodest, but I had a point.

"The most powerful person in medicine," repeated Brandi. I just waited her out. She finally laughed and nodded. She stood there and waited.

"I need your pants off," I said. "We can go into the bedroom." To my surprise, she skinned off her pants.

To my bigger surprise, she is commando.

Deven and Juliet moaned.

OK, so did Nick, Gordon, and I. Brandi laughed.

"Well, I looked at it this way," said Brandi. "I am hopeful that today is leading to an end result that you'll all be welcome to see my pussy any time you want."

Big grins on Deven and Juliet's face.

OK, all of our faces.

"Hold up," said Gordon. "While that is a wonderful outcome, let's not rush it. Some counseling is in order first."

"Says the only one in the room that has already seen my pussy," said Brandi. OK, now we're all laughing.

Well he did.

Brandi laid back on the couch and spread her legs a little. Given how wet she is, it was challenging to not just dive in. Hey, I have a pretty pussy and I love pussy. It works out nicely. I got on my knees, trying to be as clinical as possible, which was hard. Good thing I don't have a cock, or it would be hard, too.

Oh, I'm telling Bob.

Then again, Deven, Nick, and Gordon are all clearly hard.

Clearly.

"Did I do that?" said Brandi, in her best Steve Urkel voice. The fact that she got moans in return seemed to please her.

Back to being clinical Elena. Now I am talking about myself in the third person. The break was pretty high up on her left leg and I wrapped my hands around her leg and used enough pressure to feel what was going on. I moved my hands around and accidentally brushed her pussy.

"Sorry," I said.

"Not sorry," said Brandi, as she rocketed through an orgasm. To cheers from her children.

Well sure.

I let her settle down. It was quite an orgasm. Being the professional and all, I wanted a second opinion. Hey, another doctor in the room, right?

"Do you mind if Nick feels your leg, too?" I asked.

"OK by me," said Brandi, huskily.

Nick took my spot and was ever the clinician. He didn't even brush her pussy.

As tempted as I am sure he was. She does have a nice pussy that is dripping a bit now.

"Did you have a cast on your leg?" asked Nick and Brandi nodded. I'm not sure she could speak. Nick is, well, Nick and he still has his hands wrapped around her leg.

He looked at me and I nodded.

"OK," said Nick. "Here's the thing. The position of this break cannot be fixed with just a cast. The bones didn't fuse properly, which causes both the limp and the weakness in your leg. It isn't the easiest surgery, but it isn't that difficult. Recovery requires occupational therapy, but again manageable. I'm pretty confident that you'll be walking and running just fine in a few months."

Brandi looked at me and I just nodded but I had something to add.

"A colleague of ours has developed a new laparoscopic technique that shortens recovery time dramatically," I said. "I'd suggest we get you to Harvard and have him do the surgery."

"I hope to go to medical school someday, too. Mom may not have gotten her dream, but I'm still hopeful," said Juliet.

"No reason you can't go together," said Nick. When he is right, he's right.

"Then Mom would have to wait forever!" said Juliet. We just waited her out. She didn't get there. Newbies to our culture sometimes don't.

"I could go soon," said Juliet.

Nick and I nodded again.

"Get dressed," I said. "We're going to dinner."

I laughed later when I read Leslie's story, because Nick did the same thing. Just whipped off his clothes. Sometimes we forget.

"My God," said Brandi. "You do have a beautiful cock, too."

"Uh huh," said Juliet and Deven together.

Juliet said it. She did. The two kids looked at each other and then at me. I just shrugged.

"Your call," I said.

That was a kiss.

One hell of a kiss.

Deven barely made it. Juliet didn't.

Brandi looked shocked, then a smile crept onto her face.

"I think I like Dionysus," said Brandi.

"Me too," said Deven.

Juliet just nodded. I'm not sure she could talk yet.

We got to the restaurant and if they weren't surprised before, they're surprised now. The first person to greet them was Ramsey. He walked right up and gave Brandi a big hug, then hugged his half-siblings.

I'm pretty sure Brandi and Juliet mewed through small orgasms. Hugging is kind of a thing with us. Then Brandi's expression changed.

To shock.

I admit I laughed. I leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"I licked my mom to multiple orgasms this morning," I whispered. Brandi looked at me, still in shock, but then it hit her.

"Sophia," she moaned. I just smiled.

"But that means," she said, trailing off. I knew what she meant.

"Oh yeah," I said. Did you follow? Deven and Juliet.

And Ramsey.

Ramsey introduced her to Maryam and to Lyra, both of whom went in for the hug. I am pretty sure Brandi needs new panties. I am equally as sure Lyra and Maryam would, too, if they had been wearing panties.

Panties are not that common in our world.

"I don't own any," said Jessica. Well, sure. And yes, Bill and Jessica, Bob and Amy, my mom, Sophia, Luca and Tegan, Leslie, Hunter, and Hallie are all at the table. A big table. In a restaurant that isn't open today.

We still use stupid money.

Along with Jerome and his gorgeous family.

Tonight is going to rock.

Ramsey had saved seats. Brandi was between Gordon and Ramsey. Bill is across from them, between Nick and me. I get that. We'll talk about the leg. Maryam is next to Ramsey and Lyra is next Gordon.

I'm pretty sure they're a trio. Oh, I mean Brandi, Gordon, and Lyra, although I suppose I could have meant Brandi, Ramsey, and Maryam.

Both possible.

"So let's talk one thing at a time," said Bill, to Brandi. "I've had an opportunity to look at the images of your leg and while I understand the limitations of the surgeon, we're much more advanced than that. I'd like to schedule you for surgery next week, in Boston."

Brandi kind of stared at him. Finally Bill laughed.

"I am so sorry," said Bill. "I thought my role had been explained to you. As you know, Elena is the Chief Medical Officer for the country of Dionysus. I hold a smaller role as the Chief Medical Officer for Dionysus Harvard Medical school and the associated hospital system."

Brandi was still kind of staring.

"Not very believable, now is it?" said Bill. "But what you'll discover in the world of Dionysus is that the unbelievable is believable. We won't lie to you, or punk you, or do anything remotely like that, particularly on a serious subject. My name is Bill. I also have the truly hilarious title of Prince Bill of Dionysus. And everything I said was the truth."

"Bill has even offered to do the surgery personally," I said. "And before you stare at me, too, he's the best surgeon in the world and there is no one even close."

"Now, that's not true and you know it," said Bill. "As embarrassing as it is to admit, I likely am the best surgeon in the world, but we all know that you're a very close number two and Frida is close behind you in number three."

"Possibly," I said, complete with a little blush. It is freaking embarrassing.

OK, that made me laugh.

"If you would feel more comfortable with Elena," said Bill. "I would certainly understand."

"How old are you Elena?" asked Brandi.

"14," I said. Brandi nodded.

"And you Bill?" asked Brandi. Bill laughed.

"Just 5," said Bill. Brandi nodded a few times.

"What the hell," said Brandi. "I'm pretty confident neither of you would have those jobs at your age if you weren't freaking amazing."

Now Bill is blushing with me.

"We'll get it scheduled," said Bill, finally.

"OK, now that they're done, it is my turn," said Nick. "Your dream is medical school. First we need to get you through pre-med. We would suggest Stanford. We've reserved openings for you, Juliet, and Deven. We administered our testing at their school this afternoon, and we believe with some accelerated effort, you and Juliet would both be ready for medical school in about six weeks. Deven's interest is computer science, and he should be about through his bachelor's by then, so he'll move into the master's program about the same time you start medical school. We would expect him to complete his PhD when you both complete medical school, which should be around Christmas or a little before."

"Christmas of what year?" said Brandi. Everyone laughed.

"This one," I said. "Things move a little differently. There are other options, as we have schools all over the world, but to be blunt, we think you three should be near Gordon, Ramsey, and Lyra."

"You think we're a trio!" said Gordon. I just smiled. OK, we all just smiled.

"Yeah, I could see that," said Lyra. Brandi's eyes just ping ponged between Gordon and Lyra and finally finished with a deep moan.

"Then again," said Ramsey. "I think Juliet and Deven are a couple and they're a loose quad with Maryam and me."

"Oh yeah," said Juliet. That was a deep voice.

"How could you know any of that?" asked Brandi. "I'm not saying I am against it, but Lyra and I just met, and Gordon and my history is pretty freaking weird."

"No, it is not," said Jessica, jumping in for the first time. "It's just not. I'll bet Gordon even explained it to you. It was sure obvious to the rest of us. You gave him the hand job. You did. You didn't have to. He certainly wasn't expecting you to. He was fully prepared to get abused on that Monday. But you were nice to him and even showed him your pussy. Ok, a little jealous on that one. You're a good person, we all know it, deep down you know it, and now you're life is going to take a turn for the better and you're going to let it happen."

Brandi stared at her for a bit and then turned to Gordon.

"A 5-year-old knows about my pussy," said Brandi.

"And really wants to see it," said Gordon, laughing. "Then again, if given the opportunity, you should absolutely watch Bill and Jessica fuck. You will learn so many things."

Brandi looked at Jessica, then Bill.

"OK, this surprises even me," said Brandi. "But that would be hot."

"Oh yeah," said Jessica, in a voice that matched Juliet's baritone.

"Can we get back on topic?" said Nick. "There will be plenty of opportunity to get naked and fuck after dinner. Bob has a new boat we're trying out."

"You have a boat that will hold all of us?" asked Brandi, of Bob.

Then everyone not new to us at the table laughed.

"Yes," said Bob, sheepishly. He says a lot sheepishly.

"OK, then let's focus on the important topics," said Juliet. "Who's fucking who in what order. We could be spontaneous, but it feels like a plan is in order."

"What would you suggest?" said Brandi.

OK, that one surprised me.

"Well," said Juliet. "There are a lot of emotions involved, so I have to ask Lyra if she would be more comfortable with boundaries for you and Gordon."

Lyra just smiled and shook her head no.

"Well, that opens things up," said Juliet. "Will there be others already on the boat?"

Bob just nodded.

"OK then," said Juliet. "I'll make some assumptions and if a person isn't going to be there, let me know."

Bob nodded again. It is his superpower.

"I think that Bill, Jessica, Colby, and Nylah should start us off with an exhibition," said Juliet.

"Oh, I am so in," said Bill.

"Literally," said Jessica, with a laugh.

"Then what?" said Bill.

"Then I think Gordon should make love to Mom, with Lyra underneath," said Juliet, a little more tentatively, while looking at all three of them.

All three nodded hilariously.

Yes, you can nod hilariously.

"Then Ramsey, Maryam, Deven, and I will put on a show," said Juliet.

"With Razi and me," added Talisa.

Juliet looked around to see if there were going to be any objections.

There were not.

"Then it is free fuck," said Juliet.

"Well, we are done with dinner," said Amy. She hopped up pretty quickly.

The group moan when her tits bounced was a little loud.

Which made her laugh. Which made her tits jiggle.

Which led to another moan.

Understandably so. Amy's tits, well, you know.

We all walked outside, and it is a gorgeous summer evening.

"So where is this mythical boat that will hold us all?" said Brandi.

"Nibiru," said Bob. Just then an E-82 floated down.

"Gotcha," said Brandi. "Just a short space plane ride away."

"Well, yeah," said Bill. "Everything is a short space plane ride away."

"Isn't Nibiru mythical?" asked Talisa.

The shout of "no" was deafening.

We all got onboard, and Jessica flew us out over the ocean and then jumped.

"Um," said Talisa. "There are two suns."

"Yes," said Bill, in the most serious freaking voice.

And a smirk.

Jessica set us down next to the house and then stood up and turned around to face us all.

And did the sexiest freaking striptease. She started by kicking off her shoes.

"While we could go inside," said Jessica, while removing her top.

"It is more fun outside," said Jessica, while removing her shorts.

Jessica is now naked. She put her hands on her hips.

"Akimbo!" shouted everyone except the newcomers.

Except Talisa, who not only shouted it, but she also added "jinx".

"Had to take my shot," said Talisa. Jessica walked over and stood in front of Talisa.

She took Talisa's right hand and put it on her own left nipple. Then she took Talisa's left hand and folded over all her fingers except the middle finger. Jessica then slid that finger inside herself.

Then she kissed Talisa, while Talisa played with Jessica's nipples and fingered her.

They both exploded. Repeatedly.

When they finally broke apart, Talisa looked down at her now soaked dress.

And took it off.

This is going to be fun.

"Hold up," said Jessica. "Outside. Everyone is going to strip for us. One by one."

Well that sounds like a great idea. I admit that when it was my turn, the positive comments about my pussy were both nice and a little embarrassing.

"Come on," said Bill. "You have a beautiful pussy."

"Was that come on with an o or cum on with a u?" asked Razi.

"Both!" shouted Bill and Jessica together. They didn't even bother.

Jessica just pulled Bill to the ground. I didn't even see them come up, but Nylah and Colby joined them.

It was a clinic. First Colby and Jessica. Yes, you read that right. Then Bill and Nylah.

Then Nylah and Jessica.

Followed by Colby just hammering Bill.

We all watched. I suspect our visitors learned a lot, because I learned seven new things.

Seven.

Wow.

They got up and took a bow, to considerable applause. That's when Lyra stepped out of the crowd, pulling Brandi and Gordon with her. She let go of Gordon's hand and pointed at the grass.

It is soft grass.

Gordon laid back, with his cock just throbbing. Yes, by now, we're all naked. We skipped the striptease sometime while Colby was hammering Jessica.

Lyra pulled Brandi closer and helped her lower herself onto Gordon in the cowgirl position.

Then Lyra stepped back.

Damn.

Gordon put everything he had into it. He was careful, because of her leg, so he was doing a lot of the work. Brandi was having one continuous orgasm and finally she lifted up and off and took all the cum all over her breasts. She slid down and didn't miss a beat and took Gordon in her mouth, working to get him hard again. Once she did, she stood up and took Lyra's hand and helped Lyra settle down on Gordon's cock. Then Brandi laid down next to Gordon.

And pointed at Deven and Juliet, then at the cum on her own tits.

Oh, they cleaned her off. Finally Brandi pushed Deven onto his back and climbed on in the same position. She pulled Juliet down to sit on Deven's face.

Brandi and Juliet kissed pretty passionately while Brandi rode Deven like a stallion that needed to be broken.

It was athletic.

At that point, free fuck broke out.

Nick, Bob, Razi, Luca, Orlando, Gina, and Horacio.

Then I lost count.

It was quite a night. We all fell asleep on the grass, on another planet.

Our lives are weird.

I do think Brandi is feeling more comfortable in our world, don't you? I believe her list exceeded mine.

Good for her.

There is so much more to this story. We'll come back to it.


How in the fuck?

This might be a frequent title. It is likely a frequent title. In my case, seriously, WTF. My brother, Trevar wanted to walk down and just see if anyone was at the house owned by the Kingdom. I came onto the scene late.

It got a little crazy from there. My name is Lanny. Not big cock Lanny, although I have met big cock Lanny. C cup Lanny.

We are less than two months out from that day and somehow I went from being a high school freshman to being an attorney licensed in 36 states. I'll get the rest, but don't expect to being doing a lot of lawyering in Wyoming and North Dakota.

Is lawyering a word? It feels like I should know.

Given that whole case in front of the Supreme Court thing.

I owe it all to Nylah. She stayed out in California for the entire time. She taught me how to speed learn. She coached me. She just drilled me.

Both intellectually and physically. Come on. Have you seen that girl?

Today she's picking me up because she says I should have my own place and it is her treat. I guess I could have a little apartment. Maybe West Hollywood. I still suspect I'll spend more nights at home.

I am freaking 15. Then again my buddy Nylah is 7 and is engaged to two people, one of whom is her twin brother.

I do love Trevar. OK, a misdirection of sorts, but I do, and not just in a sisterly way.

Which appears to be just fine. Trevar is busy today, so not coming with us, but will be cumming with us later.

Yay!

The fact that my 7-year-old friend is picking me up to go apartment hunting is a little weird, but in their world, not that weird.

"In our world," said Nylah, who just landed. Yeah, landed. In her car.

Sure.

"What do you mean?" I said.

"You thought in their world," said Nylah. "Stop it. This is your world, too. Oh, and I found what I think is the perfect place. It is near West Hollywood, like you suggested. Hop in. Where's Trevar?"

"Soccer practice. Just you and me today," I said. OK, the fact that we both moaned is a good thing.

"What is this car?" I asked. "It is cool."

"A 1968 Lamborghini Miura," said Nylah. "Dad collects them. This one has the upgrade Rocco designed that lets it fly while not altering the fact that it is numbers matching and all original."

That is so cool.

"What is a car like this worth?" I asked.

"Prices are going up. Probably $3 million. Maybe 4," said Nylah.

OMG.

We belted in and took off and landed at the west edge of West Hollywood. Then we drove farther west.

"I thought you said it was in West Hollywood?" I said.

"I said it was near West Hollywood," said Nylah.

"But we're heading west. That will take us into Beverly Hills," I said.

"Yep, which is near West Hollywood," said Nylah.

"There are no apartments in Beverly Hills," I said.

"Nope," she said, just as she turned into a driveway. "I found several in our price range, but I admit, I like this one the best. It isn't the biggest, but I love the MCM feel."

"I love MCM, but come on, this is a house in Beverly Hills. We're looking for an apartment," I said.

"Why do you think that?" said Nylah. "I never mentioned the word apartment."

"I'm 15!" I said.

"A weird change of topic, but yes, you are," said Nylah. We pulled up in front of the house. Holy shit.

"Like I said, others are bigger, and might have more amenities, so we should look at them, too, but I thought this might be our baseline," said Nylah. There is a man standing in front of the house, in a suit. A freaking gorgeous man. No, wait, well, yes. A man, but he is younger than I originally thought.

"Who is he?" I said.

"Our realtor, Monte," said Nylah. "He does this part-time for the family while he attends our school. He's 15. After all, once we pick you a place, we'll both want to christen it."

"Both?" I said.

"Oh yeah," said Nylah. "Oh yeah." That second one came out a lot deeper.

I like being part of this family. Which made Nylah laugh.

Nylah walked over and gave Monte a big hug. He actually picked her up for the hug and gave her just one hell of a kiss. She was still vibrating when he set her down. Not being stupid, I opened my arms for the hug.

Now I'm vibrating. Nylah and I are holding on to each other, so we don't fall down.

Yep. Enjoying my new life.

"Now, this house is pretty small. Only four bedrooms in the main house and three across two guest houses," said Monte. "I have others to show you that are much larger, but Nylah liked this one. You may not. For example, I have a nice 11-bedroom home, but honestly, it is wildly overdone. Then again, that is my taste. You might like it. I thought we'd use this as a baseline and then look at a few others."

Say what?

"Eleven bedrooms? What would I do with eleven bedrooms?" I asked. I think a fair question. I am not sure why they both laughed.

"Well," said Nylah. Somehow that managed to be several syllables. "Usually we put our extra bedrooms in the reservation app. Then various people from the inner circle will stay with you. In this area, it would be pretty full most of the time. You can always turn them off if you want some quiet time, but most of us never do."

"So I'd have house guests a lot? Random people?" I said. "Isn't that a little weird?"

"Maybe," said Nylah, again across multiple syllables. "But these are all people like Bob and Amy, Ruby and her quad, heck, Colby, Karolina, and me. People you'll like."

"People you'll like," she added, in a gravelly voice.

"Huh?" I said. "Oh. Oh my."

"I think you might be getting it now," said Monte, with a laugh.

"Oh, she'd be getting it," said Nylah. "Repeatedly."

Our three-person moan was impressive.

"Let's walk through it," said Monte, leading the way. Given Monte has an amazing ass, it will be hard to actually look at the house.

Nylah snorted. I just looked at her and she laughed.

"It will be hard, for sure," she said, still laughing.

That's when Monte stopped and turned around.

"Already is," he said, with a smile.

Damn. Loving this world more and more.

We walked through the house, and it is amazing. A true Midcentury Modern home. Open and airy. Lots of glass.

"How big is the lot?" I asked, all real estate knowledgeable.

"About 3 acres," said Monte.

"Wow," I said, to laughter from Monte and Nylah.

It is freaking gorgeous.

"Let's go look at one more at least before you decide," said Monte. "You can leave your car here. We can come back and pick it up."

He led us to a nice SUV. Which flies.

Of course.

We didn't go far and landed in the courtyard of a freaking huge house.

"This is the Hearst Estate," I said. "I've been on the tour. You can't be serious."

"It is iconic," said Nylah.

"This has to be millions," I said. Monte looked at Nylah and Nylah nodded.

"We should be able to get it for about $125 million," said Monte.

"What the fuck," I said. "Let's go look at apartments. You can't be serious."

"Lanny," said Nylah. "If you don't like the house, that's fine. It really is. If you really want an apartment, we'll get you an apartment. If this is too much, we'll figure it out. But tell me honestly. In your dreams, where you're rich beyond belief, which house would you prefer?"

I thought for a minute.

"OK, I'll play the game," I said. "This is wildly overdone. It just isn't me. Of the two you showed me, the first house is perfect. I love MCM. The property is amazing. It is open and airy, and the guest house approach would give me some privacy. I could put those in the app and not the main house, at least all the time. For that matter, I could happily live in the one-bedroom guest house and put everything else in the app. If I was wildly rich."

"Honey," said Nylah, in the softest voice. "You are."

I just sat right down on the grass and Nylah and Monte sat next to me.

"We're clearly moving too fast," said Nylah. "Let's regroup another time."

"No," I said. "I get it. I do. I guess I don't get it either, but you understand. I loved the first house. It would be my dream house. Simply amazing. I don't get it and probably never will, but if you're up for it, I am, too. I am pretty confident Monte is up for it." I nodded at his still hard cock.

"That has to hurt," I said, and he laughed.

"Won't be long," laughed Monte. "Assuming there is interest."

My moan might have answered him. Nylah did something on her phone and Monte's phone buzzed. He looked at it and laughed.

"We should go back and christen the master bedroom," said Monte.

"No," said Nylah, to our disappointment.

"Why not?" I asked.

"We need Trevar," said Nylah.

Yeah, we do.

We flew back to the first house and as we landed, so did another SUV. Out tumbled Trevar, with Colby and Karolina.

"We'll just leave the two of you," said Nylah.

"Fuck that," I growled. Yeah, growled. "Get your asses inside."

And they did.

"Wait," said Trevar, running back outside. He came back in holding a box. A big box.

"What's in the box?" I asked.

"Spatulas," said Trevar.

It only got better from there.

Way better.


Movin' in with my fiancé

Just little old 10-year-old Trevar here. About to move into a mansion in Beverly Hills with my soulmate, Lanny. Also my sister, Lanny.

One and the same.

Lanny seems to be a bit overwhelmed by this, but I'm not. I can't even explain why I am not. It just feels like this is Lanny's destiny.

Which somehow made Nylah laugh. Yes, typing this on my phone while relaxing in bed with Lanny and Nylah. Everyone else had things to do, so once we wore out Monte and Colby, they all took off. Literally. In flying cars. Nylah tried to go, too, but Lanny wasn't having any of it. As Lanny put it, she wasn't worn out and neither was Nylah.

They performed for me. Then they broke out the double-ended dildos and went at it.

I was included, too. Hey, nothing like bottoming for sexy women with dildos. OK, too long for the porn title, but I can edit it down. It would be iconic porn. The most beautiful woman in my world.

"She is beautiful, isn't she?" said Lanny. Nylah snorted.

"He didn't mean me," said Nylah.

I love it when Lanny blushes. Given she is naked, I can see that a good blush is kind of a full-body thing. Oh my! One more.

I rolled over and in. We were gently making love when I heard the squirt.

You know. Lube. Now I am making love to Lanny missionary style while Nylah fucks me in the ass.

Pretty freaking amazing. Now, I admit, I didn't count on that being the moment our parents walked into the room.

With Bob and Amy.

Then again the fact that the four of them are undressing is encouraging.

"Oh good," said Lanny. "More for me."

And so it was. All of our attention was on Lanny. I even learned things. For example, I have never fucked Lanny's amazing C cups before. Bob showed me how to do that.

I cleaned the cum off her face. Very carefully.

Nylah was a bit limited, so she became our director. Well, it would be great porn, for sure. For example, I didn't know dildos came quite that big. I learned it when Mom fucked me in the ass.

She's such a caring mother.

No real point in this post other than the spectacular sex in our amazing new house. Somehow it turned into quite a party. My new friends all showed up along with some I hadn't met yet. Apparently spontaneous parties are a thing.

For example, we met Odelya and Dwain, who live nearby. Wonderful new friends, for sure. Fleur and Lexie, along with Jacinda and her kids were here, too, but we met them that fateful night in Malibu when our world turned upside down.

I like Lexie.

"Me too," said Lanny. "Me too."

Well that bodes well for the future.

"But we need more cock," said Lanny. That we do.

Good thing Dwain and Odelya's crews skew towards cocks.

A really good thing.

They all just arrived.



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Character information

Name Chapters Age Description when introduced Stats when introduced
Bob All 28 Dad 6'2" (188 cm) - Swimmer's body, 6-inch (15 cm) cut average cock
Amy All 26 Mom (and the Nanny, to start) 5'1" (155 cm) - Bright red hair, C cup
Morgan All 20 The oldest of the new kids 5'5" (165 cm) - Dirty blonde, small B cup, gorgeous
Orlando All 18 The middle child and the only boy 5'0" (152 cm) -- Dirty blonde, 6-inch (15 cm) cut thick cock
Leslie All 16 The youngest 4'6" (137 cm) -- Brown hair, flat-chested
Chris 6,8,11,14-178 16 Boat sales person but becomes more 4'11" (150 cm) -- Slim, glorious puffy nipples
Hunter 2,3,13-14,27,30,32,34,36,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61,63-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-86,90-91,93-94,96,98-99,101-102,104-105,109-112,114-117,121-123,129,132,134-136,138-140,142-144,146-148,150-156,158-161,163-165,167-170,172-178 16 Leslie's new friend 5'0" (152 cm) - Dark blonde hair, cute as hell, 3-inch (8 cm) cock
Hallie 2,3,13-14,27,30,32,34,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61,63-64,66,69,71-74,76,79-85,89-91,93-94,98-99,101-102,104-105,109-112,115-117,121-123,132,134-136,138-140,143,146-148,150-156,158-161,163-165,167,170,172-178 16 Hunter's twin sister 4'8" (142 cm) - Dark blonde hair, small A cup
Ruby 6,14,16-25,27-29,31-40,42-43,45-47,49-58,61,63-74,76-93,95,95-96,98-132,134,136,138,140-141,144-161,163,165-170,172-174,176-178 14 Juanita's sister 4'11" (150 cm) -- Dark hair, Hispanic, sexy, flat
Sophia 7,8-9,14-19,23-24,27,29-34,36-44,46-48,53-54,56-58,62-64,66,68,70-71,73-76,79-82,84-85,87-88,90-95,97-98,100-105,108-110,112,115-119,121,123-126,128,132,135-136,138-143,145,147,149-153,156-159,161,163,165,167,169,171-174,176-178 23 New Italian friend and Goddess 5'7" (170 cm) - stunning, simply stunning, B cup
Luca 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,29-31,33-34,36-44,46-48,53-54,56-58,62-64,66,68,70-71,73-76,79-82,84-85,87-88,90-95,97-98,100-105,108-110,112,115-119,121,123-126,128,132,135-136,138-140,142,145-146,148-149,153-154,156-157,159,161,164-166,169,171-174,177-178 18 Sophia's son 5'9" (175 cm) -- chiseled, male Sophia, 6-inch (15 cm) uncut cock
Elena 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,30-31,34,36-40,42-47,51-52,54,56-58,60-63,65-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-82,87,95-96,101,104,106-107,109,111-116,118,125-126,128,130,132,139,142-143,149-150,152-153,157-159,161-162,170,172-174,176-178 14 Sophia's daughter 4'5" (135 cm) - sexy AF
Bill 43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-82,84-87,89-91,94-96,99,102,104-105,107,109-112,114-116,118-123,125-130,132,134-136,138-141,144-152,155-170,172-174,176-178 5 Bob and Amy's son  
Jessica 43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-82,84-87,89-91,93-96,99-100,102,104-105,107-112,114-116,118-132,134-141,144-152,154-178 5 Bob and Amy's daughter  
Della 45,59,131,143,150,159,161,163,178 12 Bentley's daughter 4'4" (132 cm) - cute as hell, funny, fun
Tegan 46,48,50-54,56-57,59,62,64,66-74,76,79-90,92-95,97-99,101-113,115-117,122-123,125-126,128,132,136-137,140,142,146,148-149,153-157,159,161,163-164,168-169,171-174,177-178 10 Gemma and Sean's daughter 4'4" (132 cm) - Auburn hair, cute, fun
Tomas 46,52,55-57,61,63,66-76,78-87,89-90,92-96,98-99,101-110,112,115-117,119-121,124-125,128-130,134,136,138-140,142,144,146,148-150,152-155,159,161,163,165-167,169-170,172-173,176-178 14 Vincente's son 5'4" (163 cm) - Also Cute AF, sexy, and skilled. 6-inch (15 cm) thick uncut cock
Amara 50,51-52,55-57,66-70,73-74,76,79-82,84-85,87,90,92-95,98-99,101-102,104-105,107,115,117,132,137,140,149,154,160,170,172,174,177-178 15 Tavi's soon to be soul mate, in a wheelchair 5'6" (168 cm) - cute, wavy hair, nice body, B cup
Horacio 54,63,68-69,77,88,95-96,100,104-105,108-109,112,114,117,124,126,128,130,140,142,144,148,150,154-156,161,165,169,175,178 12 Nuno and Estrela's son 5'0" (152 cm) - Smaller Nuno, with an amazing 9-inch (23 cm) cock
Gina 55,56,66-70,76-77,81-83,92,97,100-101,103,108,115,124,126,128,130,136,139-140,144,146,148-149,159,165,172,178 14 Orlando's new friend 4'11" (150 cm) - Stunning, blonde, gorgeous, all girl with a 4-inch (10 cm) cock
Mary Lou 59,61,66,69-70,73,76,82,85-86,89-96,104,106,112,123,126,139,148-149,154,169,176,178 12 New assistant for Bob and Amy 5'0" (152 cm) - dark long hair, cute, tom boy, nipple bumps
Nylah 94,95-96,99-100,102,104-105,107,110,112,117,119,121-126,128,130,132,135-140,144-147,149-152,155,155-160,163-170,172-173,175,177-178 7 The newest family members 3'4" (102 cm) - Cute little thing, looks a lot like Leslie
Colby 94,95-96,99-100,102,104-105,107,110,112,117,119,121-126,128,130,132,135-141,144-145,147,149-152,155-159,162-166,168-170,172-173,175,177-178 7 The newest family members 3'4" (102 cm) - Cute little thing, looks a lot like Orlando
Frida 95,99,106,109,113-114,118,126,130,132,139,148-149,165,173-174,178 10 Student at the Berlin school 4'10" (147 cm) - Blonde, thin, nipple bumps, undeveloped
Mona 109,110,113,115,117,127-128,133,146,161,166,177-178 13 Best Buy district manager 5'3" (160 cm) - Blonde, beautiful, B cup
Nick 115,126,132,153,156-157,172-174,178 13 Maisie and Lyron's son 5'8" (173 cm) - Dark hair, caramel skin, abs, 11-inch (28 cm) thick cock
Karolina 123,124,128,132,135-136,138-139,144-145,147,149-151,157-158,160,164-166,169,172,175,178 12 Adorable violinist from Santa Monica 4'10" (147 cm) - Brown hair, thin, tiniest of nipple bumps
Rocco 126,132,178 13 Caralyn's brother 5'4" (163 cm) - Brown hair, average, focused, 6-inch (15 cm) cock
Maryam 128,133,146,178 13 New girl on a Saturday afternoon 5'5" (165 cm) - Blonde, fit, B cup
Lyra 128,133,146,178 27 Maryam's mom 5'6" (168 cm) - Blonde, sexy and athletic, B cup
Gordon 133,146,178 32 Lyra's soulmate 5'10" (178 cm) - Dark blonde hair, average, 6-inch (15 cm) cock
Ramsey 133,146,178 14 Gordon's son and Maryam's soulmate 5'7" (170 cm) - Dark blonde hair, thin, 6-inch (15 cm) cock
Lexie 141,156,178 12 Girl in the Target parking lot 4'11" (150 cm) - Blonde, thin, nipple bumps
Fleur 141,156,178 20 Blender woman at Target 5'2" (157 cm) - Dark long hair, thin, great ass, A cup
Jacinda 141,156,178 14 Clerk at Target 5'4" (163 cm) - Dark hair, Hispanic, fit, A cup
Odelya 141,156,178 13 Car restoration expert 5'3" (160 cm) - Dark hair, Hispanic, athletic, A cup
Dwain 141,156,178 10 Odelia's cousin and restoration expert 5'1" (155 cm) - Dark hair, Hispanic, thin, 6-inch (15 cm) uncut cock
Tia 146,147,150,155-156,158,165,168,174,178 3 Hallie, Hunter, and Leslie's daughter 2'9" - Dark hair, Asian, tiny, flat
Trevar 158,178 10 Young man on the Malibu Beach 5'1" (155 cm) - Brown hair, thin, funny, 4-inch (10 cm) thin cock
Lanny 158,178 15 Trevar's sister 5'4" (163 cm) - Long black hair, cheerleader body, C cup
Brandi 178 31 Ramsey's mom 5'5" (165 cm) - Blonde hair, cheerleader body, C cup
Jerome 178 34 Dollar Tree manager in Vacaville 6'3" (191 cm) - Dark hair, Black, muscular, 11-inch (28 cm) thick uncut cock
Quisha 178 33 Jerome's wife 5'5" (165 cm) - Dark hair, Black, fit, gorgeous, B cup
Razi 178 11 Jerome and Quisha's son 5'6" (168 cm) - Dark hair, Black, wiry, 8-inch (20 cm) cock
Talisa 178 10 Jerome and Quisha's daughter 5'2" (157 cm) - Dark hair, Black, fit, puffies
Carmen 178 33 Police Officer in Vacaville 5'6" (168 cm) - Dark hair, Hispanic, super fit, C cup
Alec 178 10 Boy in the Vacaville Dollar Tree 5'3" (160 cm) - Blonde, thin, 4-inch (10 cm) cock
Milo 178 35 Alec's dad 6'2" (188 cm) - Blonde, thin and fit, 6-inch (15 cm) cock
Juliet 178 10 Brandi's daughter 4'11" (150 cm) - Blonde hair, thin, nipple bumps
Deven 178 9 Brandi's son 4'11" (150 cm) - Brown hair, thin, 4-inch (10 cm) cock
Monte 178 15 Realtor in Beverly Hills 5'10" (178 cm) - Dark hair, Hispanic, wiry, 7-inch (18 cm) cock

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