no amount of pleading would stop him. You and Anahit both.”
My daughter shifted as I squeezed her breasts through her dress. Desi xxx She snagged the last fifty in there, holding the bill between her fingers. I knew what the nanites had done to me. Deidre’s ex-husband and Master walked in. Anahit watched, idly rubbing at her virgin flesh, her eyes smoldering. “Our son thinks I am gorgeous, don’t you, Edvard?”
“Yeah, Mom,” my son groaned. “Look at our daughter,” I said. Then I glanced at Anahit. Sparks flared. I brushed her hymen, feeling the little holes in the membrane guarding her purity. It wouldn’t be the first time he had cheated on me. It burned across his face. My daughter’s lips were softer than my son’s.
