This is the sixteenth and final story in the "Hollywood Hills" series. Due to limitations with character spacing on Literotica, I wasn't able to convey the full titles of my stories. Please click on my name and read the first fifteen in the series:

Hollywood Hills: The Hostile Hollywood Hottie Hollywood Hills: The Japanese Are Brilliant Hollywood Hills: The River Thames & My Ex James Hollywood Hills: My Brother's Keeper Part One Hollywood Hills: My Brother's Keeper Part Two Hollywood Hills: My Brother's Keeper Part Three Hollywood Hills: The Referral Hollywood Hills: Celebration Hollywood Hills: My Ex & The Supermodel Hollywood Hills: 101 Ways To Crash A Party Hollywood Hills: The Cure Hollywood Hills: Control Hollywood Hills: The Rainy Season Hollywood Hills: Just Add Pepper Hollywood Hills: They Were Calling Her Name: Part One

Note: This material is intended for adults, 18 years or older. This story is not to be read by prudes, the under aged, overly sensitive sudo -politically correct people, or if porn or erotic literature is illegal in your state. The characters and stories are fictional. Everything is copyrighted and belongs to me, and so If I catch you even trying to take a little of it, you'll be sorry.

Topics: group sex, lesbian, oral, anal, toys, force

The obvious: Roanelle doesn't have a life.

The lesson: In tragedy lies truth.

"What is she talking about?" Anne looked up at Jeff and asked.

"That's how we did the threesome with her." He said looking defeated.

"Oh don't blame it on The Cure, you took it willingly." Roanelle mock pouted.

He ignored her, "It's this stuff, this brown powder that you mix in with something to drink and it becomes completely invisible and tasteless. It gets your libido up so high it's almost painful if you don't do something about your arousal. Whatever you do it feels really good. Your sense of feeling and touch is heightened. You feel like fucking someone senseless."

Roanelle clapped, "Very good explanation," Roanelle smiled. "I've taught you well."

Mia ran up to the double doors and tried to get out, "She's serious? You are really serious?" She said turning to Roanelle and Jeff. "Let me out!" She pounded on the door, "I have to find my sister!"

Roanelle slinked towards Mia, "What a shame she got away. As well as James and Carlotta. They are lucky that I was caught off guard. Anyway I might as well do something with all of you here."

Mia turned to Roanelle and stared her down, "I will fucking gut you like a fish."

"Oooh, big bad American black girl. You go homegirl!" She snaked her neck and snapped her fingers in a Z formation.

"You make me sick."

"You think I'm afraid of you?" Roanelle said, suddenly undoing the top of her dress. "In a few minutes you'll be all over me, but not in the way you would've liked.well, maybe." Her almost tiny pert breasts had hardened brown nipples that seemed to respond to naked air. I remembered The Cure. I didn't believe in it at first but it took me by surprise. I was wondering when the stuff would kick in and what would happen. It was inevitable.

Roanelle began to stroke and rub her breasts. Her eyes were partially closed, her lips partially parted. Looked like that little brown powder was already working for her.

I saw the look in my sister's eyes. She seemed temporarily mesmerized but she didn't act. She just stood there, almost paralyzed.

"It's getting warm in here," I heard Anne say. Jeff helped her to a seat and started fanning her with a napkin and told Roanelle, "I hope you haven't poisoned us with that stuff. I don't want anyone to OD. Except maybe you."

"You know what I want to see?" Roanelle said with a sly smile as she slid her dress down over her hips. She wore a pair of low-rise string bikini panties. It was sheer and see through, and aquamarine greenish blue like her dress. She stepped out of the dress and was only wearing those panties and her silver strappy heels.

"I want to see Mia and her doctor, PLAY doctor." She smirked.

"Oh wow, clever." Mia rolled her eyes. No one seemed to notice Pepper walk across the room near me in the background.

"Really, I do." Roanelle sat down next to Anne. "Haven't you heard all of her kinky stories about her family and her sex life with Carlotta?"

I don't think Anne even knew how to answer that. She just stared at Roanelle as if she were crazy. Which, you know, she was.

"You mean to tell me." Roanelle slid her hand up Anne's short dress and caressed her thigh. ".That you never got turned on even once?"

"She had to." Mia said with her arms crossed, "She fucked my brother during their so called 'session'."

"You're not being fair Mia." Anne said.

"I want to see you two get down. For real." Roanelle said, reaching further and further up Anne's dress.

"Leave her alone!" Jeffrey finally intervened, yanking Roanelle's hand away.

Pepper whispered in my ear, "What is this stuff?"

"Do you feel anything?"

She bit her bottom lip and looked around as if guilty, "A little. I feel warm all over. Inside and out. But this is scary."

I grabbed her hand and led her over to some seating in the corner, "Here, sit." I sat down with her, "This will soon be over okay? This crazy lady can't hold us here forever." I said still holding her hand.

"Just let us out!" Mia cried, "I don't want to do anything with that traitor." She sniffed at Anne.

"Excuse me?" Said Anne, frowning.

"You know what I think?" Mia said crossing her arms, "I think that you've always wanted me. I think that my little stories did turn you on. In fact, I KNOW. I could see it in your eyes."

Anne shook her head, "You're a lunatic. Just like her," She thumbed over at Roanelle.

"Lunatic. Sensitive therapist huh? I bet all you want me to do is to make you cum."

"You couldn't make me cum even if I was halfway there already. You're problem is, you don't want to think of your brother making me cum. Which he does very well as a matter of fact. In fact, I think you want to be your brother. You're jealous."

Mia gasped, and I almost did myself. I couldn't believe professional ass Dr. Anne Hiroshu said those words.

"Well." Roanelle said leaning back and twisting around her nipples. "No one is leaving until everyone in this room cums. Everyone is going to get buck wild. You might as well get started. It might as well start with you two."

Anne and Mia looked at each other.

"So, you up for the challenge?" Anne asked, flipping back her hair.

"Bring it on bitch." My sister made a 'c'mon' motion with her fingers.

"Anne," My brother said cautiously, "You sure you want to do this?"

"You heard what I said!" Roanelle yelled, "No one leaves until-"

"Wait a minute guys, we can take her, and she's only one person."

"She's the only one who can let us out." Pepper said.

"We can force her to."

By the time he said this, Anne had pulled off her dress. She wore a light pink thong and platform sandals that she kicked off. " Well?"

My sister stood a good five inches over her. She grabbed her neck and began to trace her fingers across Anne's collarbone, sliding them in the valley between her little pert breasts. I saw Anne's eyelashes flutter as Mia caressed her skin.

Roanelle giggled as she drunk more champagne, "Yes, they are feeling it now."

Mia yanked Anne's hair, "You wanna cum bitch?"

Anne gave a small yelp, "You think you can make me?"

I saw Jeffrey pacing about five feet away from the unfolding scene, looking as if he might want to say or do something but that it wouldn't make a difference anyway. This was a far cry from the horny dude that did the threesome with Roanelle and I. Maybe it was something about seeing Mia do stuff with the woman he loved, even though it was obvious that she wasn't exactly being forced.

Mia began to rub and caress Anne's breast while still having a firm grip on a fist full of the woman's hair. Anne took small gasps and whimpers as if under extreme distress or extreme ecstasy, I couldn't tell which.

Suddenly Mia grabbed Anne's shoulders and threw her onto a nearby chaise lounge. I'd never seen such raw desire and deliberate rage on my sister's face. Anne had a frightened yet curious look on her face as she backed up on the couch. We could all do nothing but watch during these tense moments. Even Roanelle had shut the fuck up.

Without warning, Mia dropped to her knees and was positioned between Anne's legs. She roughly began to pull at Anne's panties, yanking them off of her legs.

"This is it, bitch." I heard Mia say as she parted Anne's thighs and dipped her head between them. In an unbelievable scene I'll never forget for the rest of my days, I watched my sister eat pussy. She parted Anne's fluffy labia and began to lick at her clit. I saw Anne breath in deeply and close her eyes. "Ooowhoo." is all I heard as Mia made big sloppy circles with her tongue around her clit. Anne suddenly pushed Mia's head away and we were all surprised at what she did next. She scooted up on the lounge, parted her thighs and held her own pussy lips open for Mia.

Mia licked her lips and smiled. She moved towards Anne's pussy, sticking a finger in her mouth to wet it and then sliding it inside of Anne's pink core.

Anne moaned, reaching up with one hand to pinch one of her nipples as Mia fucked her with her fingers, "Do you like this examination doctor?" Mia smiled and replaced a finger with her tongue, sliding her tongue around the inside of her core as she played with Anne's clit.

"Ooooh, aaahh shit." Anne whimpered as Mia quickly flicked her clit with her middle finger, still tongue fucking her.

So what was Roanelle doing during all of this? She sat back, pulled her panties away from her pussy and began stroking herself, raking her nails against her slit. She was thoroughly enjoying this.

I felt my own dick get hard in my boxers as all of this went on. Even Jeffrey had to sit down to watch. I felt Pepper ease closer and closer to me on the couch, our legs touching. I looked at her face, and watched as she languidly stroked the area beneath her neck, mesmerized by the sex in front of us.

Anne arched her back, moaning and groaning. She was near the breaking point. Mia pulled her tongue out of the girl, and began to lick around her juicy little clit. I could see the wetness between Anne's thighs. She was really getting off. I couldn't believe how experienced Mia seemed. Carlotta must be a damned good teacher.

"Umm you like that don't you bitch?" Mia asked and then went back to licking the sensitive underside of Anne's clit. She reached up to touch one of Anne's tits, grabbing and kneading at the pliant flesh. Anne's hands covered Mia's as she did this and she begged for Mia to make her cum. "Yes, I'm close, yeah lick it faster, faster."

Mia obliged, making her tongue flick faster and faster on the underside of Anne's clit, while kneading and pulling at her hard nipples.

"Oh, oh god, oh shit," cried Anne.

"Yeah baby, cum on my face," I heard Mia whisper. She continued to flick and lick at the clit faster, Anne's body bucking and moving, Mia expertly moving with her until she came, screaming primitively and bucking on the chair. "Ohhhh yesssssssss!" Mia kept at her, letting her slowly ride the multiple orgasms out.

Damn my sister was good.

They were both panting by the end, "Remember who made you cum." Mia said getting up off of her knees and wiping her face.

"Oh no," Said Anne, still panting, "You don't get off that easy," She said, not realizing the pun, "It's your turn." "Anne!" Jeffrey said incredulously.

"This stuff is amazing.I can feel every little thing.don't you feel it?" Jeff didn't confirm or deny this, just looked at her with wonder.

"Of course he feels it.we all do." Roanelle said looking over at Pepper, giving her a little wink.

Pepper shyly looked away. I could see her skin was flushed.

By now my sister had stripped off her blouse and was sliding out of her tight skirt. She wore a black g-string. I'd never really noticed-and I'm grateful for that- how perfect my sister's ass was up until now. It was firm and round but not really that big. Her stomach was flat and toned, and because she too was not wearing a bra, I could see that she had these gorgeous round firm tits with the longest and hardest nipples that I've ever seen. All eyes were on her as she sauntered over to the very same lounge where she ravaged Anne. She pulled off her panties and lay down, giving us a spread-eagled view of her shaved pussy and her big throbbing clit. She gave a come hither motion to Anne, who walked over to her and mounted my sister immediately.

Their lips and mouths tore at each other as the moaned and groaned in passion, grabbing and clawing at each other's bodies passionately. Perhaps this was the culmination of some serious sexual tension that existed between them all of this time, only neither of them knew until now. So this is what Roanelle had planned to do. Lock us in a room, and force us to display things about ourselves that we wanted no one to know. The question is, would we survive this?

Anne broke away planting kisses down Mia's neck and all around her breasts. Mia bit her lip and threw her head back as Anne began to sick and lick at one of her hard long nipples. Mia grabbed Anne's hair as she went from tit to tit, swirling her tongue around the freakishly long nipples, sucking on them as if they were tiny dicks. Mia's toes curled and she screamed in pleasure, "God this just feels so good."

Anne looked up at her, "You like that don't you? I wonder how you taste?" Anne gracefully slid down Mia's body and between her legs. "Damn look at your big clit." My sister did seem to have an unusually large clitoris. I did not need to know that. Still watching them made me think of Carlotta, the thrill of tasting her, the thrill of her trying to hold back her response to my touch and my tongue.damn this stuff was really getting me going.

"I haven't done this before." Anne said before licking her.

"With another girl?"

"No." Anne then looked over at Jeff. "I'll stop if you want me to."

I was surprised that she stopped her passionate lovemaking to address my brother's feelings. Maybe she was the real deal for him. Cure or not.

"You wont be able to. You won't want to."

Mia turned to look at Jeffrey, "If your dick is getting hard watching this, just stroke it. That's what she wants. To know you like it. Then she can enjoy herself."

Jeff looked conflicted. I felt waves and waves of hot flashes from the drug.

"Don't get all moral now incest boy. Pull it out." Roanelle said, still stroking her clit.

To my surprise, Jeff unbuckled his belt and pulled his hard thick dick out of his pants. Even that was identical to mine. He began to stroke himself up and down leaning back in his seat. He closed his eyes and hissed relief at finally being able to touch himself. I knew how he felt. After all this stimulus plus The Cure, I wanted to do the same thing but I'd been holding back. I briefly looked at Pepper, whom I wasn't sure if she was into lesbian fucking or not, but seemed quite engaged, especially when Jeff pulled his Johnson out. It occurred to me that she never saw my dick when we fucked. She was probably wondering if it looked like his.

"That's it baby. Touch it for me." Anne said, continuing to work on Mia.

I felt suddenly dizzy watching them, dizzy and warm. I had to lean back, feeling my cock harden and throb as Anne began to tentatively lick my sister's slit, reaching up to grab a full and round tit, to roll her long nipples between her thumb and forefinger.

"Lick my clit."

Anne did as she was told, lapping at her clit like a thirsty dog. They continued to moan and groan together, "Yess, ohh yesss" in unison. Anne licked the long and thick clit with abandon, beginning to suck and slurp at it, making delicious obscene noises. I heard Jeff moan as he began to grip his dick harder and stroke a little faster.

Roanelle got up from where she sat and walked over to one section of the fabric-covered benches that lined the wall. She pulled out a hidden drawer at the base and brought out a black leather case.

When she walked back over to the scene, she popped the case open and revealed a small collection of sex toys and props. There were handcuffs, dildos in different sizes, vibrators and lubricants. Roanelle picked up a red nine-inch dildo, about two inches wide. She put some sweet fruit smelling lube all over its tip, greasing it up with her fingers.

Meanwhile, Mia screamed out in pleasure as Anne worked her lips and tongue over her large clit. Roanelle walked over to Anne and touched her softly on the shoulder, who was at first so into her oral ministrations she didn't even feel it. Anne's eyes widened at the sight of the long and lubed dildo. Without words Roanelle handed the dildo to Anne who said to Mia, "Look what I'm gonna give you."

Mia bit her bottom lip and smiled, "You gonna make me cum with that?"

"I'm gonna try." Anne lined the tip flush against the lips of Mia's already juicy pussy and slowly slid the tip inside.

"Ahhh.shit." Mia whispered as Anne slid the dildo in slowly inch by inch, probably in an attempt not to hurt her. Still, she kept pushing it in deeper and deeper until it was about over half way in.

"Deep pussy." Anne said as she began twirling the dildo inside of the girl, pulling it in and out slowly as my sister moaned and groaned. Mia sat up straight against the chair so that she could see the red dick move in and out of her. "Yeah, ooh, you nasty bitch," She cooed at Anne, egging her on even more.

"Look at your wet pussy." Anne marveled as my sister's juices spilled out and wet the insides of her thighs.

Roanelle joined in on the action. She stuck her tongue out and began to flick one of Mia's nipples with the tip of her tongue. Mia immediately squirmed around on the lounge, "Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

Anne took her cue, pulling the dick all the way out until only the tip was in and then shoving it in as deep as it would go, meanwhile Roanelle was playing and sucking on Mia's nipples, only stopping occasionally to watch Anne fuck Mia's pussy.

She thrust the dildo in deep again, Mia bucked and cried out in pleasure, "Oooh, do it to me until it hurts Anne."

Anne worked up a rhythm, as she talked nasty to my sister, "Yeah you like that you nasty bitch? You like me fucking you with this dildo?"

"Oh yes.fuck me fuck me!"

I was so mesmerized that I didn't notice that Jeff had completely unbuttoned his shirt and was working over a raging hard on. God, he must really be turned on.

I was surprised to feel Pepper's hand on my thigh. I looked over at her but she seemed hypnotized and only stared ahead as she rubbed the hardness of my dick that rested against my leg. Even the friction from the fabric of my jeans caused by her rubbing caused me great pleasure. I put my hand on her back, rubbing her soft supple skin, trailing up and down with my fingertips.

Before I knew it Anne was maliciously fucking my sister with the dildo, "Do you like that bitch? You selfish snotty bitch? You wanna cum?" She rapidly banged my sister's pussy with the dildo as Roanelle sucked on Mia's titties.

"Oh damn, shit.I'm gonna cum." Cried out Mia.

Anne pounded the dildo while it was still deep inside Mia and descended upon her clit, sucking and pulling at the tip with her lips.

Mia's eyes popped open, and she made deep guttural noises as her body tensed up. Her whimpering and grunting got louder and louder and her body lifted off of the seat, but still Anne kept her lips locked on that clit, pounding away, as Roanelle sucked the hell out of Mia's hard nipple.

"AAAAAH.AHHHHH.YEAH.I'M CUMMMMMINNNNG!" Her screams bounced off of every wall in the room, and she began crying out as if in pain. She was cumming so hard it almost hurt I could see it. She'd never been brought to this level of pleasure before. Her body convulsed and the other two girls could barely keep a hold of her as she lost control screaming and bucking as orgasm after orgasm hit her like waves of pleasure.

Finally, she was in the final throes of her climax as her screaming subsided. The girls slowly brought her down and then let her rest as she lay sweaty and moist, juices pouring out of her pussy.

"Hmm." Roanelle said. That was fun. What's next? She looked towards Pepper. "You over there. Why are YOU so quiet?"

Everyone turned towards Pepper, who seemed to withdraw and shy away.

Roanelle stood up half smiling, half sneering and walked towards Pepper, grabbing her wrist and pulling her to the center of the room.

"Now," Roanelle said, circling Pepper, "Look at this beautiful specimen."

All eyes were on Pepper, the smooth bronze of her skin and the glittery red of her dress made her almost glow. Roanelle sauntered behind her, pressing her bare titties against Pepper's bare back, sliding her hands down her front and over her hips. Pepper's eyelids fluttered. She had to be feeling the effects of The Cure plus everything that has happened so far. I saw her glossed lips part slightly as she took shallow breaths, no doubt reveling in Roanelle's touch. "You are a stranger of mystery my dear." Roanelle purred in her ear. "So we lost Carlotta, James and Nia? Well we got you and Anne," Roanelle cupped Pepper's smallish tits, the nipples straining through the fabric of the dress.

"Tell me about you?"

"I'm a dancer."

"A dancer?" Roanelle asked squeezing her tits, "Ooh, what kind?"

"So far, I've only stripped."

I could see Roanelle's shady little smile as she crept from behind Pepper. "That's what I wanted to hear." She took a seat only a foot away from where Pepper was standing, "So strip for us."

Pepper looked around the room at all of us. Anne was cuddled up next to Jeffrey, stroking his dick. Mia was still spent after her orgasm, sprawled over the chaise lounge, and I just sat engrossed by her mere presence. Maybe it was the stuff but just looking at her standing there, the way the light played with her eyes and hair, her tight little body in that dress, everything about her was making me harder and harder.

"Go ahead," I heard Mia tell Pepper. "I want to see your hot little body too."

Encouraged by Mia, Pepper began to undo her dress. For some strange reason, I found myself wanting to see her body more than ever, even though I saw it earlier that very same day. The dress slid effortlessly off her body. Her small perky breasts boasted hard swollen nipples, ripe for the sucking. To everyone's surprise she wore no panties at all.

"Did you know what kind of party this was going to be?" Anne joked.

"Damn, look at that ass." My sister said, her arousal reawakening as she stroked one of her tits.

"C'mon over," Roanelle summoned with her fingers, "Give me a lap dance."

My heartbeat quickened as I relived the moments of this afternoon. Pepper seemed shy no longer as she straddled Roanelle who ran her hands all over Peppers soft naked body. "Umm, you feel so good." Roanelle started to suck on one of Pepper's breasts as she rubbed and caressed her entire body, including her soft and warm inner thighs. She teased her, her fingers caressing and kneading those soft inner thighs as she sucked each tit, only brushing near her swollen pussy lips.

Pepper squirmed and moaned loudly, and I remembered that she was far from quiet from our rendezvous this afternoon.

Suddenly they began to kiss, moaning into each other's mouths sweetly as Pepper's pussy grinded against Roanelle's thigh. Their beautiful brown limbs intertwined, their soft and haunting moans of pleasure-damn-I couldn't take it any longer.

Roanelle broke their kiss apart, "I want you to pick someone in this room, that you want to fuck."

Pepper looked a little confused.

"I'm serious." Said Roanelle, "Other than me of course."

Pepper was still quiet, not quite knowing what to say.

"I know." Roanelle said looking over at me. "He's another one who's been quiet." She pushed Pepper off of her and walked over to me.

"Stand up."

I did as I was told and she told Pepper to come over to me.

"Undress him."

Pepper's eyes locked with mine and I grabbed her soft little hands and put them against my chest, "Well," I said, "Do what she says."

Pepper began to unbutton my shirt, and as she did this I put my arms around her waist, grabbing her ass cheeks, pulling her close. I felt Roanelle behind me, helping to pull my shirt off. Pepper leaned in and kissed me, one of her hands stuck down my pants, grabbing my hardness. She seemed surprised by how hard I was. Our tongues played with each other as the two girls worked together to pull down my pants and my underwear. I hissed feeling Pepper's bare-naked body pressed against mine, my cock resting hard against her soft thigh. Roanelle crept from behind me and now was wrapping herself around Pepper. She clawed and grinded her body against Pepper's, who moaned and rubbed herself against mine. I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to know how she smelled, how she tasted. I grabbed her up put her on the soft bench. Kneeling before her and parting her legs, I slipped my fingers inside of her snatch. She threw her head back and moaned. Roanelle slid up next to her, rubbing and sucking on her tits.

I spread her pussy lips and slid my entire tongue inside of her, my hands braced against her thighs as I worked my tongue around stimulating her walls. This elicited and immediate and loud response as I felt the muscles in her legs tense up and her hips bucked off of the sofa. My head was swimming. It had been a long time since I had my face in pussy. I was moved with the sudden urge to make this girl cum. I pulled my tongue out of her and began to suck and lick at her clit gently.

"Yes, eat me out Gil, please." She groaned loudly.



I couldn't believe this. Here I was, in this little room that looked like the inside of a genie bottle, watching Gilvan and Pepper fuck. He was eating her out and apparently doing a very good job. She moaned and rocked back and forth on his face as Roanelle sucked her tits.

I turned towards Jeff and Anne. She was undressing him as she straddled him, her lips pressed desperately against his as they made ugly animal noises as if they were eating their absolute last meal. It dawned on me that this was the second time I'd be seeing my brother Jeff have sex.

Once Jeff's shirt was completely off, Anne slid down his body and unbuckled his jeans. She yanked his hard dick out of his pants, with its throbbing mushroom tip and veiny shaft and began to go down on him right there. All Jeff could do was lean back and gasp as she sucked in her cheeks and slid her mouth up and down on his shaft. I was in awe as I watched her put him into her throat, his dick magically disappearing.

"Oh my God." Jeff grunted. She pulled up, slurping tightly as she pulled all the way back up until just the tip was in her mouth. I watched as her tongue moved around his tip, twirling and swirling around it. I could see his knuckles turn white as he gripped the cushions of the couch.

"Fuck my face baby." Anne said as she kissed the underside of his dick lovingly. "When you're in my throat fuck it like you like to do." She went down on him again, slowly swallowing him inch by inch, which must not be any easy task because he was pretty thick and kind of long.

I looked over at the others and saw Roanelle on the floor between Gilvan's legs sucking at his dick as he continued to eat her out. This was crazy. Sex was all around me and I had no one to share it with. I wanted to do something, but I wanted to watch too.

When Jeff was deep inside of Anne's throat, he began to thrust upwards as she expertly pressed her lips around his thickness, not even gagging once. He began to pump in her throat as she moaned and groaned, saliva dripping from her mouth. He grabbed her head and grunted as he thrust inside of her.

This was turning me on to no end. I moved closer to Anne, so close that my bare shoulder was touching Jeff's leg, and neither of us seemed to mind. I reached between Anne's legs, and began to play with her clit, occasionally slipping my fingers inside of her and then flicking her clit. Her eyes rolled up into her head, and that's when I knew that I was doing things right.

Watching her get off and having the better part of his tip in her tight little throat was really too much for Jeff. I could see him straining trying to hold on to his climax.

I flicked the underside of her clit faster and faster, the sensation almost making her gag on his dick as she came wet and squishy all over my fingers.

"Oooh shit, I'm cumming." Jeff pulled out of her mouth and began to cum all over her face, grabbing her by her hair as thick threads of white cum skeeted on her mouth and nose. She stuck out her tongue and let him pump out his jizz on it as he came down from his climax.

"Yeah baby, eat it, eat my cum."

Meanwhile I was distracted from this scene by a maniacal scream of ecstasy coming from Pepper as she finally came on my brother's face, her hips bucking, her face contorted, her thighs clenched against the sides of his head. When she was done he kissed the inside of her thighs and let her rest awhile. He stood up-leaving Roanelle still on the floor without a dick in her mouth- and sat down next to Pepper.

Roanelle sat up saying, "God, I need some dick, some real dick not a dildo." She got up off of the floor and stood in front of Gilvan, sticking her tit in his mouth, "What do you say? You want to let me sit on your dick?"

He made a smacking sound as she plucked her ripe tit from his mouth and nodded. He was buck naked and totally hard, holding his cock as Roanelle turned around and eased herself on his tip. Her eyes rolled up into her head as she slid down inch by inch, his dick stretching her insides, the tip touching bottom. She screamed, sinking down on him, yelling, "You're hitting my g-spot!" Gilvan grabbed her hips and began to bounce her up and down on his dick, her tits bouncing also, her mouth obscenely agape as he manipulated that spot in her body.

"Ah aha haaa haaaa." She grunted making ugly fuck faces, as the muscles in her taut belly stretched and her breasts bounced up and down faster and faster.

"Yeah bitch, you like that don't you?" Gil said, lifting off of the seat himself and pistoning himself inside of her.

"Ahhh yessss fuckkkk meeeeee!" She screamed like crazy as their skin smacked against each other and the moistness of her pussy dripped down her leg.

"Ooh yes, there right there." She hissed until she finally came, much to our surprise squirting a clear liquid that dribbled down her thighs and onto my brother's. Then she finally slid off of him, panting and spent.

"What was that?" Jeff asked in amazement.

"Girl juice." Roanelle laughed, "You've just witnessed, female ejaculation." She stumbled over to the credenza with the drinks and poured herself some champagne.

"Really?" Anne asked, "I've read about that."

"It's certainly not pee." Gil said, his dick slick from her juices yet still hard. He still hadn't cum yet.

"You know what I want to see?" Roanelle said downing her drink. "I want to see little Anne on that incredible thing." She said pointing to Gilvan's dick. "Let's see if her man is secure enough to handle it."

Anne looked at Jeff, who seemed a little apprehensive. After realizing that Gil's made two women cum ferociously without having cum himself, he was probably a little worried about letting his girlfriend fuck him.

"C'mon, let her, you know she wants to." Roanelle pouted.

"She doesn't need to." Jeff said, "She's got me."

"Like she always does. Live a little!"

"What are you so afraid of?" I taunted.

"That tears it!" Roanelle said slamming down a glass, "Now I WANT to see this! No one definitely leaves until I see this."

We all groaned. "First it was no one leaves until we all cum, now this?" Gil pleaded.

"Are you kidding me?" Roanelle laughed, "You can't possibly want to leave. You haven't even cum yet. You are still on The Cure, you will not sweat this stuff out so easily-" She stammered awkwardly in her Sudanese accent. She reached into a draw in the credenza and pulled out clear plastic bag of brown powder, "This is what was in your drinks, this is what you are all high on. A large amount might I say, and you'll be fucking until the cows cum home, we will not leave until."

"So we're here until you get all of your kicks?" I asked scoffing. She returned a dead and determined stare. I rolled my eyes, "C'mon, ya'll. She's dead serious, lets get this going."

Anne looked up at Jeff and said, "Honey you don't have to worry, its just sex." "Bump that," I said, "If you get to fuck someone, he gets to fuck Pepper."

Pepper seemed shaken out of her lazy post cum haze and looked cautiously over at Jeff and Anne.

"Well maybe that won't be so bad." Jeff said.

"If Pepper wants to do it then it's fine with me," Gil said, as if he really had any say about what Pepper wanted anyway.

"Well I guess-" Anne started to say but was quickly cut off by the raging supermodel, "Enough! You think too much! Fuck!"

And they were off, Anne crawling over to Gil and Pepper stumbling over to Jeffrey. I knew how Anne and Jeff felt. The prospect of cheating on your mate was scary, but I guess it wasn't really cheating if they give you permission. Of course this all made me realize that Carlotta is going to stomp a mud hole in my ass when she finds out what's going on here. I mean, I'm not going to lie.

Jeffrey and Pepper were over at a pool table. Pepper was on her back, her ass flush with its edge, and her legs spread wide. Meanwhile Anne took little time at all sliding on top of Gil's STILL hard dick. She rode reverse cowgirl just as Roanelle did. I guess if it ain't broke, don't fix it.

Jeff placed his tip flush against the lips of Pepper's pussy, and then slowly slid in, her gasping on every inch. He stroked in and out of her as she lay back rolling both nipples between her fingers.

Anne hoisted herself up and down on his tip and worked slowly, seeming to savor every thrust. Every time she let herself drop onto him, hitting bottom, she groaned. This position must be doing the same thing for her that it did for Roanelle.

Meanwhile I joined Jeff and Pepper on the pool table, climbing up and leaning over Pepper whose eyes popped open with surprise as she giggled.

Since I was near her head, I gave her an upside down kiss as Jeff fucked her. She reached up for my tits, clutching and rubbing at my nipples as she stuck her tongue deep in my mouth. She pulled me so close to her that I thought I'd lose my balance and fall on top of her. So I turned myself around so we were aligned, hovering over her, not realizing my ass and pussy were in my brother's face. I stared into her eyes as she stroked my face, her body moving up and down beneath mine because of my brother's thrusts.

"I've always wanted to touch you since the first time I met you, you're so beautiful."

For the first time that night I was truly touched. " You're exquisite Pepper." I collapsed on top of her, our bare breasts touching, our bellies moving against each other as we kissed and explored each other's mouths with our tongues. My legs hung off the table, grazing the bare thighs of my brother, who continued to thrust in and out of her faster and faster, more turned on by the minute.

I looked over at Anne and Gil, and they'd developed a rhythm. Anne's legs were wide and her thighs straddled Gil's. He had his hands on her tits, rolling around the nipples as she bounced up and down on his dick, pounding deep inside of her pussy. "Yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." She said, hair flying all over the place.

"You like this don't you? You freak.you nasty freak. Work that pussy, yeah, make me cum."

"Ummmph, yessss, yesss" Anne screamed throwing her head back in pleasure.

While all this was going on Jeff seemed to be into his own little world watching Pepper and I. We had decided to sixty-nine as he fucked her pussy. I swooned when I felt her tongue slide between my slit and tickle the folds of my clit. I bent down over her juicy clit, seeing Jeff's big dick slide in and out of her wet pussy, making sweet gushy noises as I flicked her swollen clit. I sucked and flicked and Jeff began pounding her like crazy, "Shit yeah, do that, eat her tight wet, pussy.shit."

"Ahhh, yeah fuck me, lick me, oh shit." She grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me down into her face, sliding her tongue inside of me sliding it around in my core. She knew what she was doing with that tongue. God she felt so good. I flicked the tip of my tongue, hurricane style over her fat swollen clit.

"God, damn, yes." She cried. My licking and Jeff's thrusting got the best of her, "I'm cuuuuuummmmmmminnnnng." She gave a long distressed groan as my brother and I tag teamed her pussy, her wet juices spilling out of her and dampening the pool table.

"Shit!" Jeffrey yelled, pulling out and pumping his cum out on her thigh, "Aaah, yeah, take it, take that." Jeff huffed and puffed as she came on her leg.

Across the room, Gil had his hands on Anne's neck as she fell to the floor in a wheel barrel position, her legs wrapped around him and both of her hands flat on the floor for balance. He pounded her pussy with such force that his face seemed to flush and the veins in his neck seemed to pulse. "Yess, yess I'm about to."

"CUM!" She shouted, then screeching like an animal as she climaxed on his dick.

It was apparent that Gil came too, his eyes rolling back in his head as he pumped hot jizz deep inside her pussy.

"This is soooo hot," Said Roanelle, who was sitting on top of the credenza with a phallic shaped vibrator, lowly buzzing against her slit. "Damn, I don't want to cum yet."

"But I want to make you cum." Pepper said, flipping me over so that she rested between my legs. I was already hot, and I wanted to feel her pretty little lips against my pussy lips. She slipped one and then two and then three fingers inside of me, thrusting in and out as her thumb batted against my clit.

"Oh, yes oh shit Peps, do it, fuck me with your hand, yeah baby."

She replaced her thumb with her lips and tongue, and sucked on my huge clit as she pounded my core with her fingers.

I began to gasp and buck as my orgasm built and built, higher and higher, deeper and deeper. This girl was going to make me lose control.

"Huuahhhhhhhh." I made the strangest sound ever as I climaxed over and over again. She was moaning in satisfaction and approval as she sucked on my pussy, "Yeah cum on my face pretty girl.ummmmh."

And that's just what I did.



I found James at home in his darkroom.

"James?" I said tentatively half hanging in the doorway.

"Close the door please." He said coldly as he looked at his proofs. Even if he wasn't developing, he liked to look at his things in the absolute dark.

"I didn't think you'd be here."

"My work is here."

"Oh." I said, sitting down on the same exact table where we'd made love earlier. I was feeling dizzy and weak, but I wasn't sure if it was from the miscarriage or this new heavy feeling in my heart.

"James," I said again, sounding almost as if I were whispering, "I-"

Before I could finish he walked out of the room. I sighed and followed him.

"I know you're mad at me, but I need to tell you something," He said as we entered the sitting room.

"Mad?" He mocked laughed, "Something ELSE?" He said sitting on the couch, "Really, what else could there be? I just found out that in addition to all of the weird and nasty things you and your family have on your plates, that you can now add the dish of incest." He put his head in his hands, "I can't believe this."

"Its not my fault." I said shaking my head.

"Just another thing you weren't going to tell me huh?" He looked up at me with hard cold eyes.

"Look how you're freaking out about it now?" I said feeling myself totter a little, "I spared you all of that because it was something you didn't have to know."

"The baby? It is mine?"

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The baby.

"It was always yours."

"You don't trust me." He said suddenly standing up, "You don't believe in me."

"What are you talking about?"

"I have a responsibility to you and the baby, but you have a responsibility, to tell me the truth. What else are you keeping from me?' He turned quickly to face me, "Really. I want to know everything."

I leaned on the couch, noticing that the light on the phone was blinking, indicating that there was voicemail. "There's nothing else. I swear." He saw my eyes on the phone and looked suspiciously between it and me. "Oh wait, maybe one more-"

"Why are you looking at the phone like that?" He said giving me a suspicious look.

"Probably voicemail from my-"

Before I could finish he was playing it. I'd already knew what it was.

"Ms. Rubin this is Nurse Stanton from White Memorial Medical Center. If you're home now you must realize that this situation is something you just cannot walk away from. We wanted to do tests and keep you overnight. Ms. Rubin, we'd like you to come back tonight, the doctor feels you are in no condition to-" I lunged at the phone and stopped the message before it played out.

James began to frown, narrowing his eyes, "What's going on?"

"I wanted to tell you myself." I said holding my head and sitting down. Maybe I should go back to the hospital. James stepped over to me and touched my head, "My God, you're burning up! You're sick and you went to the hospital and you didn't tell me? You let me go to that stupid party-"

"Hello! I tried calling your cell, and reaching my sister, and no luck."

"Well how sick are you? Is the baby okay?"

I tried avoiding his eyes.

"Nia."

I turned towards him, tears running down my cheeks, "I tried to tell you, but you wouldn't let me," I whimpered like a little girl. The look in his eyes frightened me. His body was perfectly still.

"What are you saying?"

I shook my head, realizing for the first time I was going to say it out loud myself.

"The Kid's gone James. Gone,"



"How about now?" I'd asked gasping. We were all scattered in various parts of the room, spent, hazy and lazy in our post cum stupors.

"You all are weak." Roanelle sneered. "You want to go now? Ha. I fuck and cum twice this much when I'm not on The Cure."

I sat up, still splayed out on the pool table and said vintage SNL style, "Roanelle, you ignorant slut."

Everyone else laughed, but I was dead serious. "Can't you see it's a wrap? The party's over. The people that you wanted to torture the most aren't even here, don't you remember? You sent them running out of here like bats out of hell."

"Well that just means I'll have to overcompensate for that loss."

"That's your problem now." I said scooting off of the table. "I don't know about my brothers here, but I actually care about my sister. She's upset and she's pregnant, and that coward James you adore so much has probably left her in the cold."

"Well he left me." She said crossing her legs and leaning back, "Why should I care?"

"'Cause you ain't shit." I said, hearing Pepper laugh and Gil snicker from across the room. "My sister is ten times better than you."

"Ha! Even I've never fucked my own brother."

"Fuck you Roanelle." Jeff said from his corner of the room.

"So you got us all to fuck. Big whoop. This is your revenge?" I said shaking my head, "You've got to be kidding."

"This stuff must be wearing off." Roanelle sniffed.

"Damned right. No one here likes you or respects you and we're tired of being pushed around. We want out."

Roanelle stood abruptly, "You are not the one with the power Norma Rae, so you can just-"

"Wait." I heard Anne say, "She wants to cum like crazy, lets make her." She looked around the rooms "She seems especially partial to the girls, so I think we should do the job."

I raised an eyebrow approaching Roanelle, "You haven't had Nia yet. Maybe you're upset not because you didn't end up with James, but because you didn't end up with Nia."

She stood defensively as Pepper, Anne and I approached her and she literally spit. "You and your precious Nia. What is so good about her anyway?"

"I bet you'd like to find out." I heard Gilvan wisecrack and Jeff laugh.

"All I have to do is ask your brother," she snapped back.

"Shut up." I slapped her across the face.

"You bitch!"

"Leave my brothers alone."

"Oh, even the brother who fucked your dyke girlfriend?" I'd slapped her again, "Who you think you talking to?" I said finding a ghettoness I never thought I'd had. She raised her hand and Pepper grabbed it, twisting her wrist and making her writhe in pain, "Don't even try it."

"Get your hands off of me." Roanelle pulled herself out of Peppers' amazingly strong grip.

"Anne," I said, "What was your plan again?"

"To make her cum so much and so hard that she'd be begging to stop."

"Ha!" She said backing away from us, "I am the one in control, little do you know."

"Hmm," I said getting an idea, "Oh we'll see about that. Best believe we got something for that ass." I turned to my brothers, '"Jeff, Gil, grab her, Anne get those handcuffs. We're going to end this party with a bang."



For a few minutes he just sat there, not saying anything, hardly breathing. We were both quiet. My tears were quiet, but I didn't sob, I didn't get out of control. He didn't think I deserved to cry, and I could tell this because he wasn't over here, holding me, crying with me. Instead he asked, "What else?"

"What?"

"You said there was something else that I should know."

I sighed, "Pepper. She stayed over here. We wound up, doing something."

I didn't think this would elicit any sort of response, at least not one that was any different than the one I was getting now, but he looked at me with such anger in his eyes. "You did what?"

"One thing led to another and-"

He stood and stared at me for the longest time. Then he shook his head and walked away.

I followed him to the bedroom, where he'd begun throwing his clothes in a bag. I was confused, "Wait James, what are you doing?"

He didn't answer, just kept throwing open drawers in a rage, piling his stuff in his suitcase.

I felt my head floating away from my body, it seemed like I might just hyperventilate. I was breathing in and out, faster and faster, "You're leaving? Because I messed around with Pepper? You know, I tell you the truth and this is how you-"

"I'm leaving because I don't know who the hell you are Nia."

"So you'd leave me if the baby were still-"

"I'd never leave the baby." He said. And the truth sank in.

"You can't be telling me that you only stayed with me because I was pregnant?"

"Of course not. I was already staying with you, taking care of you."

"But you said we were together."

"We were."

I shook my head trying to get all of this straight, "So you mean, after you found out about what happened between Jeff and I, and the baby was still on the way, you'd still 'be' with me or would you just have 'stayed'?"

He looked up from his packing and said, "I'd have stayed Nia."

Our eyes locked and we both knew what he was saying.

"This was bothering me for awhile. But I was trying to hang in there, for you, our baby."

"What was bothering you?"

"Ever since I came here with Roanelle, there's been nothing but drama. I've been doing things and going through things I never thought I would. I thought it was just a coincidence." He looked up at me as he sat down on the bed, "But it was you. It was you all the time. I just didn't know it."

When I didn't say anything he just kept going, "You get 'energies' from people, either positive or negative. There are things you can't rightly see about them until you've been around them for a while. "

"Me?" I'd pointed to myself, "I'm the bad person here?"

"Were you and your family always like this? Were you molested as a child?"

I shook my head, mouth agape, not believing what he was saying, "My parents don't know about any of this. They've never done anything to harm us, we've never-wait. Why am I explaining myself to you?"

"Right. Because you never do."

"Fuck you James."

"Yeah, put it on me. I don't mind. I should've known when I was convinced to lock my fianc up and torture her for sexual pleasure."

"Convinced? I convinced you? You don't even know what you're saying James."

"Yes, convinced. I don't do things like that Nia. It's not me. And I thought it wasn't you. But I was wrong."

"You must be in shock or something."

"I've been thinking about things all along. The crazy sexual situations with Roanelle, the fact that all of your siblings have had their turn with her, even Carlotta. I was going to put that all behind me, but I realized there was some sort of pattern. This pattern of dysfunction and filth. But like a fool, I wanted to change things to make them right. And I thought it was working. You and I were doing well. Then you tell me about what happened on the highway. Now this. This sounds like some bad soap opera. And we were going to bring a baby into it."

"You're talking about the past James. Everything was calming down. Everything would be good now if it weren't for the past interfering."

"The past. It haunts us doesn't it?" He said zipping up his bag. "I never thought about it. I'd thought that I'd give our baby a chance to be happy and normal. But there's no reason for me to stay."

I don't know who this was. This wasn't the compassionate loving James I knew, this was someone else.

"You're angry and you're hurt, but you can't blame me. I'm hurting like you. I wanted to have this baby. I loved this baby."

He put the bag on his shoulder and began to walk out of the room. I followed after, "Don't blame me because you feel guilty about what you did to Roanelle. You shouldn't feel bad because of that, you should feel bad about what she did to you." He kept ignoring me as he walked down the hall, stopping to peer into the unfinished nursery. He shook his head.

"I didn't ask you to come here and take care of me! I didn't!" I yelled desperately as I followed him to the door.

"You said that you loved me."

He turned to me and shifted the bag's weight on his shoulder, "I loved Nia Rubin. I don't know who you are. You're no better than your sister, or Carlotta, or your brothers. And now I'm no better than you. We're no good together. There's no reason for me to stay. You're not the same person, but yet you've never really changed. How is that?" And with that, he left.



Roanelle's arms were cuffed to a heavy oak table that no one could move by herself, and for lack of a better way her legs were being secured by my brothers. Each one had a hold on each bony little ankle. The unique thing about this is that Roanelle was on her stomach.

"Let me up, this is not good."

I laughed. Carlotta's friend at the S & M love chamber told me the way Roanelle acted when James had her strapped up and took the control away from her. She was fit to be tied-and, I guess she sort of was.

"C'mon girl, on those knees." Jeffrey put a hand under her and prompted her to lift off of her belly. She was tied up, doggy style. He knew what was going down.

We were all huddled around her, with that little peculiar suitcase of toys she'd brought out before. So she wanted to cum huh? Well, here was her chance.

Anne took a two and a half inch wide nine-inch long metallic red vibrator and drizzled lube all over it.

"What are you going to do with that?" Roanelle asked looking over her shoulder.

"You'll find out soon enough honey." Pepper did the honors, spreading open her ass cheeks.

"Oh no, please I don't like anal, noooo."

"And we didn't like being held in a room for hours on end with nothing to do but fuck.well maybe we did."

I laughed at Anne. I had no idea she was this funny. One of the boys squirted more lube onto her puckered hole and Anne placed the tapered tip in the center of her asshole, sliding the cold and still phallic shaped vibrator inch by inch into her tight little ass. Roanelle screamed in pain during this ordeal, "Oh no, please, ugggh take it out!" Anne was in fact, more gentle than any of us would have been if we had the opportunity to ram something up miss supermodel's ass, but it was going so far in, she cried, "Oh god, stop, its stretching out my ass, I think I can feel it deep in my belly."

"Stop exaggerating." Anne said, sliding it as far as it would go until only an inch and a half till the base was left. Roanelle's back was arched, her ass was in the air, and her legs were spread. She must've been too afraid to move in lieu of the pain. The expression on her face was priceless, and even made my clit tingle. She had an ugly tear streaked expression of pain and anger and I loved it. You know why she was truly crying? It was because she wasn't calling the shots. However she'd be changing her tune soon.

Pepper had in her hand a vibrating egg. She'd slathered sticky lube all over it, and held it against her throbbing hot clit. I'd spotted a twelve-inch coke can thick vibrating silicone dildo in her arsenal and I was also lubing that up, ready to put it in her tight wet pussy.

"Baby if you think that's tight, feel this." I slowly slid the thick dick inside of her, eliciting reluctant moans from the girl. As the girth slid in farther, stretching her pussy more and more the moaning got louder and louder. She began to writhe and buck. "Everything is so tight!"

"Just wait till I give you the signal girls," I'd said to Pepper and Anne as I began to slowly fuck her with the dildo, watching her juices and the lube mingle together to run down the back of her thighs.

"Ahhh, huhh aaaah, oooh." She was in such a state that her eyes were shut tightly and her mouth was open wide as she gave short tight breaths, moaning and groaning. Anne began to work the dick in her ass and Pepper rubbed the still and un-vibrating egg against her clit.

We egged her on, spoke nasty to her:

"You like that don't you bitch."

"I bet it hurts but you like it."

"Ooh look at that ass and pussy get stretched like that."

This was so hot, even for me. The pain and the pleasure expressed itself upon her drooling tearing face. Every part of her body seemed moist or wet from sweat, tears, drool, snot or lube and pussy juice. She'd nearly lost complete control of her body, and had no say over what nasty juices it produced, what heady smells she made, what guttural primitive sounds came from her throat. As she cried out in pain, her toes curled, and through her tears of anguish were moans of pleasure. We worked up a rhythm fucking her hard, hitting bottom in every place we could, getting her worked up.

"Bet it doesn't hurt so much does it?"

"Ahhhh uummm."

"What's that? Tell the truth."

"Fuuuuck. Youuuu."

Then came a piercing scream as Anne or I forcefully plunged each of our devices deeper inside of her, making her cry even more.

Pepper could tell when she was close to cumming, and stopped playing with her clit long for different periods of time. Teasing her until even an impending orgasm was also painful.

She was a complete mess and it turned every single person in that room on. Finally, I thought it was time. "Okay girls, lets do it."

Each one of us turned our buzzing devices on simultaneously, provoking a blood-curdling scream from Roanelle. The boys did a good job of holding her in place even though she bucked and writhed as she felt an acute hard buzzing deep in her ass, stimulating the inside of her hole, that deep vibrating deep within her pussy, so deep even her womb had to feel the pressure and the direct hardcore vibrations of the egg on her clit which drove her absolutely mad. Within seconds she was cumming all over the place, her juices squirting from deep within her pussy, her voice reaching the next octave as her body was wracked with wave after wave of deep delicious orgasm. And we didn't stop. We didn't stop fucking her in the ass, or pounding her pussy, or making tight little circles on the tip of her clit with the vibrating egg. We varied the speeds, changed up our pumps and thrusts, spoke nasty to her as we got her hopes up of an ending by going completely soft, then making her gush instantly in a mixture of ejaculate and urine as we turned things up high, pumping, thrusting, slamming hard, tapping her clit until she screamed and cried and slobbered so much she had no voice left, until she was just a jumbled and weakened bundle of nerves heaped in the middle of the floor. "AAAAHHH OOOHHH GODDDDD SHIT IT HURTS TO CUMMMMM STOPPP PLEASSSSE!" We were vicious with her. She wanted to cum so we gave it to her hard.

By the end she wasn't even in a state to talk. Our hands and lower arms were covered in her liquids and the lubes we used on her and we were all so hot ourselves that we needed instant release.

"Please!" I yelled, "Someone make me cum!"

Within seconds Pepper was between my legs and Anne straddled my face. I licked and sucked at her clit as Pepper expertly flicked mine with her tongue. It wasn't long until both Anne and I were coming at the same time, moaning and groaning in a state of complete addictive ecstasy.

Pepper, with her pussy juice stained face, pushed herself from between my legs and asked, "What about me?"

Anne and I laid her on her back and took the very same big dildo that was in Roanelle's pussy, and the same egg that was on her clit and began to fuck her into a frenzy. I positioned her legs on my shoulders as I thrust into her pussy hard, pounding as fast as I could, "Yeah you like that bitch. You like to cum? Cum for me baby, cum!" Anne buzzed the little magical egg on her clit as a low speed and we slowly built up her hard sweet release, as her body writhed on the floor in pleasure, "I'm cumming.ooooh."

The boys, who had been jerking their dicks during all of the action came over to Pepper and began to pump their cocks in her face as she took turns sucking each one of their tips until they both came, squirting thick jets of cum on her lips and in her mouth, on her pretty titties and on her stomach. They came until there was nothing left, nothing left at all.



"Nia?" I heard Carlotta say as she entered the dark unfinished nursery. "Are you okay?" She said as she shouldered her way in the room. She sighed when she saw that it was just me, and she put her gun away in the holster.

I was sitting in the rocking chair, looking out of the window at the spot on the street where he caught a cab and left.

"The door was open when I came up. I thought something was wrong." She kneeled next to me, no doubt seeing the faraway look in my eyes.

"Something is wrong." I whispered and then turned to her, "Why are you here?"

"I've been calling Mia all night long. I just get the voice mail."

"Her phone's been acting funny today. I tried to call her myself."

"Ma, why you sitting in the dark looking like that? Where's James?"

"He left. Wouldn't you if you were him?" I felt a single solitary tear run down my face.

"Oh baby." She said with pity in her voice as she stroked my hair, "I would never leave if I were him. I would never leave a girl as sweet and beautiful as you no matter what you did. I'd never leave my baby."

I shook my head closing my eyes, "He would never leave his baby either. He left me."

"I don't follow sweetheart."

"I tried to call Mia. I tried to call him," I whimpered. "I was in the hospital, a fever, bleeding. He said there was nothing he could do."

"Oh my God.don't tell me."

"Gone. The baby is gone."

Carlotta stood behind the chair and wrapped her arms around me as I sobbed.

"I did this. I did this to us. I did this."

"Don't say that."

"I need him now and he just left. I need him."

"Don't do this to yourself. You didn't deserve this."

"I hate myself." I sobbed in self-pity.

"Shhh, quiet. Shit ma, you burning up. I gotta take you to the hospital."



My mother and my father came to see me first. She was crying, holding my hand and fussing about how unkempt this hospital was. He was quiet and angry in a corner. Angry with me? I couldn't tell.

My mother finally stopped fretting with the bed covers and the window coverings and asked, "Did you really want this honey?"

I knew what she meant. I just looked at her as if she were as dumb as a Dodo bird.

"So he just left you huh?" My father asked, his nostrils flaring, the way they always did when he was angry.

"Don't blame him." I said, hoping that my fever would go down so I could leave these people and they could leave me be. "I let him go," I said, lying. "I'm not the only one in pain, I understand that."

"But he left you."

"You don't know the whole story," I snapped, "And I'm not telling you. You couldn't handle it."

"What do you mean by-"

"I'm serious. Don't ask."

Everyone was quiet. Too quiet. My parents looked at each other, and I stared ahead, emptiness in my eyes. Then my father said, "If someone loves you. They don't let you suffer alone." My father said standing up and walking over to me. "No matter what you've done." He bent down and kissed my forehead.

My mother, a sucker for sentimentality, began to cry and blubber uncontrollably, "If I knew about this I would've taken care of you ten times better than he ever could. I would've dropped everything."

They left promising to be back a little later and in came the boys with balloons.

"Is that from your party?" I joked. They didn't laugh. They stammered and stuttered. "They just say 'get well soon'. We didn't know what else to do." Said Jeffrey.

"I'll be okay. I'll be fine."

"I'm sorry Nia." I saw in his eyes what he was sorry for. That we were not as close as we should've been, that we had lost touch. And I saw regret and shame on Jeff's face.

"There's no reason to be sorry." Twin kisses on the cheek. They left, but they'd check on me once I got out. It wouldn't be much longer. They'd soon be on planes. Colorado. New York City. It wouldn't matter anymore. Go on with your life boys. Fly. Ain't nothing here for you.

My sister and Pepper came in with a big bouquet of flowers and a stupid looking teddy bear dressed up like a patient in a hospital gown and a band-aid on his ear.

"Hi, sweetie." The cheery Hollywood voice came out of Mia. Pepper meekly touched my hand and leant over to kiss my temple. "You like sunflowers?" Pepper wanted to know. I told her I loved them.

"Where's Carlotta?" I'd asked.

"She was here, but she had to go, it was really important. You know she'd be here if she could." Mia then did something I don't ever remember her ever doing. She bent over and kissed my cheek with her tear stained face, "When do you get out of here?"

"I guess soon."

"Come home with me. I want to take care of you."



"I wonder what's going to happen with this case." Pepper said as she put salt and Tabasco sauce on her scrambled eggs. "I'm getting antsy just waiting around."

Mia was making a smoothie and shouted over the noise, "Don't worry honey." She stopped the blender, "Carlotta's close. Who knows she may not even need you testify. You may have done all you've needed to do by giving her that information."

I sat at the kitchen table in one of Mia's old frumpy robes. I was staring at the plate of French toast she made me. Powdered sugar, real dollops of butter instead of that diet stuff she uses, the whole nine, and still all I could do was look at it. They both tried to go about their normal lives and not notice that I wasn't eating and hardly sleeping. They didn't know what to do. They gave each other pitiful looks when they thought I didn't notice, and they tried to speak to me in a cheerful patronizing without being patronizing kind of tone. I didn't say anything.

"Hey," Mia said walking over to me, "You want some?"

"I'm good."

"Well eat, I made that for you."

"If you don't want it, I'll eat it." Pepper said, shoving food in her mouth. She had such an appetite.

I started to dig into the food with my fork, and began to eat slowly. "Umm, its good." I said, hoping she'd get off my back soon enough.

"Jeff called a little while ago. He said that he and Gil decided to stick around for a few more days."

I rolled my eyes, "I hope it's not because of me."

She patted me on the head, "Don't be like that Nia. What's wrong with people caring about you? Besides, you egomaniac, they both have things they need to tie up before they leave, especially Anne since she's moving her practice." It was then that the doorbell rang. And rang. And rang. Mia and Pepper expected Rosalinda to do everything. They didn't know she was out shopping.

"I'll get it." I said, heaving myself up from the table. When I answered the door there was a pale brown haired guy with spiky gelled hair, stubble, and piercing blue eyes. He was wearing a well-worn leather jacket, a pair of jeans and a pair of matching Durango square toed boots. I noticed his nervousness and discomfort as he cleared his throat and asked, "Is Nia Ruby here?"

"Umm, yeah. I'm her sister. What's this all about?"

He extended a hand, "Detective Rhike. Can I come in?"



He'd asked her to sit down, and if they could possibly talk by themselves. I could see the caution on her face, "No, its okay, they can be here. Who are you anyway?"

"John Rhike." He pronounced his last name in two syllables, like Rye-kee. "I'm Carlotta's partner and I'm afraid I have some bad news to tell you. She put you down as an emergency contact and, since I knew how much you meant to her, I couldn't do anything less but come down here myself."

I could see fear in Mia's face as she asked, "What do you mean, 'meant'? What are you saying?" And even I wanted to know. What was going on?

"Ma'am I'm terribly sorry," He said wringing his hands with tears in his eyes, "She was shot. She died earlier this morning."

Mia immediately collapsed to the floor and Pepper tumbled after her to enfold her in her arms.

I turned towards him with absolute horror on my face, "How did this happen?"

He shook his head and sniffed, dabbing the wetness from the corner of his eyes with his thumb and forefingers. " It was in connection to this case we were on."

"Avy?" Pepper asked.

"You must be Pepper."

"John, please just tell us what happened." I said watching my sister on her knees staring into space. It was very rare, but she was actually speechless. No ranting, no raving, no dramatics. It was if someone stole her voice and soul, for there was not even life in her eyes.

John told us what he could. In a nutshell, this is what happened: Though Avy had in fact been in police custody for the last few days, Carlotta did not tell us. This was way bigger than him; this went up to his suppliers and his bosses. Organized crime. Gangsters. But Carlotta was so close. Instead of just grabbing up Avy and catching him she could cave in one of the wings of a whole West Coast syndicate. Rhike was behind her all the way. She was the veteran cop. The smartest cop he knew. She had an in. Went undercover. But she went in with a wire. She didn't come out.

She didn't come out.

I'd suddenly felt guilty about every nasty thing I said about her and every time I doubted her. I forgot who she was. She was the woman in my documentary. Smart. Strong. A survivor. And now she was gone. It seemed when we were all getting our lives together tragedy struck. I looked at my sister. Would she go back to her old ways? Fucking pretty boy models, boozing and throwing tantrums in restaurants? Working constantly to spin more lies and be more famous and cry when she didn't get awards?

What would happen to Pepper? She was confused. It seemed that Carlotta did way more for her than she could ever do for the case. She wondered why she kept her around, took her in, and kept her safe for so long without asking for anything in return. Would she go back to Vegas? Riding polls and looking for another Avy to take her away?

What would happen to me? Would I go back to the same bitter cynical husk of a human being that I once was? Or could I never be the same?

Most important was this moment. I was trying to figure out how to help Mia even though I was grieving myself. And unexpectedly, the grief was doubled, maybe even tripled. I'd lost another person I'd come to love.



There were so many people at the funeral. Even mom and dad came. Anne and Jeff were there. Gil was there crying his eyes out. Pepper was sitting between him and my sister, holding their hands. I was the only one who couldn't cry. I couldn't even breathe. I was completely out of it. I couldn't believe this was happening. How could this happen?

There was a reception at Carlotta's favorite bar afterwards. People were coming up to her giving their condolences. Carlotta's family was there, her brother and her uncle. Then there were her buddies, Calvin James, John Rhike, the rest of the cops who congregated at their favorite police bar. I sat alone, watching, not speaking when I should have been doing something. I got up to go to the bathroom.

I entered relieved to see it was empty. I splashed cold water on my face. That's when she walked in. I tried to leave.

"Nia." My sister said, half smiling, half frowning as she grabbed my arm. "What's wrong with you?"

I turned towards her still not answering.

"You've been so distant." She said, "Is it that you don't really care about Carlotta's dying?"

"You can't be serious. Look, don't start with your drama okay," I snapped.

"Drama? Why are you being like this? You're being cold. I thought we were better than this."

I rolled my eyes to the top of my head, "Look, I'm sorry for everything okay. But-I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything Nia!" She raised her voice, "You could at least hug me or put your arm around me or sit next to me or something.let me know that I'm not alone."

"But we are alone. All of us. Each of us okay?" I said, not able to stop the words, "We are not better than that, I am not better than this." I said touching my chest. "Maybe things would've been better off if we-"

She narrowed her eyes and held up hand, "If we what? Never got close? Never got mixed up with Carlotta? Never got the boys involved in our little feud? Shit happens okay. And you can't regret the things that happen because it makes us who we are right now."

"Bullshit," I scoffed, "Did you get that from one of your little movie scripts?"

She shook her head, "You're unbelievable."

"You know what's going to happen?" I said coldly, no tears, no emotions, which must've hurt her the most, "The whole world is going to know you were in love with a dyke, and that was the thing you'd most feared all along. This big funeral. All these people. It's all bound to get out. Look for your story on the news soon. Like vultures, they are going to take what you think you had with her and twist it all around. This is the lovely world you want to live in? This town? Oh, and I cant wait until they finally catch on about James and I and Roanelle. Love Triangle. Access Hollywood, tonight 7pm eastern."

"You know how you sound?" She asked, "Like the girl I used to know. That self-righteous asshole who wore black and hated everyone. You know why your life sucked back then? Because you were unlovable. Do you really want to go back to that? Being unloved?"

"I've always been that girl, I've just been in denial." I shook my head as I turned to leave, "I'm no good to you here. No good."



Through the sadness there was an air of joy in the bar, as if they were celebrating her life, not just mourning. I was sitting with Jeff and Gil, when I got up to get some seltzer because I'd spilled wine on my dress. That's when I saw her. Roanelle was drifting around the crowded bar, looking around as if she were trying to find someone.

"Oh no." I said, feeling an obligation to stop this train wreck.

I ran up to her and grabbed her arm, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, hello Anne. Well, I didn't make it to the funeral. I woke up late."

"What?"

"I wanted to pay my respects. Is that so bad?"

"You poison us with your little African drug and now you walk up in here-"

"African drug? You mean Swiss."

I raised an eyebrow, "Swiss, whatever, I don't care where you got it from."

"Y'know, as in Swiss Miss. Something like that."

I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip, "Are you trying to tell me."

"Unsweetened bakers cocoa. I mean that what was in the bag. None of it actually went into any of the drinks."

"There is no 'Cure'?"

"I made it up." She said shrugging nonchalantly and scratching her head, "I sure had you all fooled. Especially the twins. They were the first one to have 'The Cure'." She laughed, making quotation marks with her fingers.

"Are you serious? Why did you do that?"

"I was horny. And creative. It was, how do you say doc? The placebo effect?"

It was crowded and I didn't want to make a scene, so I unballed the tight fist I made as she walked away.



My bags were packed and I was going to leave. I was going to run away. Again. A grown woman, running away. Sad. I had turned back to who I used to be. I'd take care of the house later. The rest of my things? I didn't need them. I had what I needed. The more I thought about it, the better it sounded. Leaving. This city, however sprawling, was suffocating me. Everywhere I looked. Where was I going to go? Not New York. Jeff. Anne. Nope. Not even London. Maybe James was there already if he chose to even leave. Where.where.

I sat at my desk, spinning around my globe just thinking, thinking, until it finally occurred to me. I saw Brazil on the map and realized that I had been there when I was younger. My grandparents had once lived there. We visited them every summer until they should their land and moved to the states. My Spanish was decent enough, and I didn't have to go to the country where Nana and Papa lived, I could go to Rio. Colorful, sexy, dangerous Rio. I don't think anyone would find me there. I didn't want to be found for a while.

So that was that.



On a sunny Monday morning, Rosalinda, Pepper and I stood at a terminal at LAX seeing my brothers and Anne off. Their flight had been delayed for thirty-five minutes and Gil's left in twenty, but we had a lot to talk about. Anne told us about Roanelle and her cocoa scam. Even though it pissed everyone off it was still pretty funny.

"I guess this is it." Jeff said.

"Yeah. You're leaving me all alone." I said, adjusting the shades on my face.

"What are you talking about?" Anne said, "You've got Pepper and Nia."

Pepper was all hugged up with Gilvan in their own little corner of the waiting area. They'd decided that through all of this muck and mire that they'd have a relationship, albeit long distance. Oh well. Just another reason for him to come back. You see Pepper wasn't going back to Vegas. She was going to stay in LA. It turns out she had a beauty technicians license and was going to work on being a licensed masseuse. Billy was going to have her do nails and massage at his salon for a while. She'd stay with me until she got her own thing together.

Anne and Jeff were going to New York to run their respective businesses.

And Nia, I don't know what was up with her. We hadn't spoken since the funeral. I didn't have a lot of hope left for us. Everyone was leaving. I'd be all alone again. Things were returning to the way they once were before she moved back West: Just my maid, my parents and me. Well Pepper was here, but she had her own life. I knew I'd miss Nia the most. After all we'd been through, how could she want to leave it like this?

"Hey," Jeff said, "That girl looks a lot like Nia."

I turned to see a girl maybe thirty feet away lugging a heavy duffel bag. She looked just like Nia.

"Bitch." I said, tearing up. "She really wants to leave me."



Goodbye Los Angeles. Goodbye city of angels. I'm going to another sunny place. There's no warmth here for me. Maybe I'll find it in Rio.

"Flight zero nine five seven boarding for Rio de Janeiro."

Here we go. I'm walking towards the boarding area. I'm shifting the weight of this bag, cursing this city goodbye. I hate this place. I hate the fakeness, the posing, the perfection of everyone and everything in this town. I hate everyone here and anyone who loves it here. I hate my parents and Mia. I hate Gilvan and Jeffrey. I hate James and Roanelle. I hate this place. I'll be glad to leave. I hate those dreams I keep having that wake me from my sleep. Dreams of a little girl who looks like me with James eyes calling my name, asking me, Why?

Why? I don't know why.

So why am I crying? So why can't I see what's ahead of me through my tears? Why do I hear voices shouting my name? Why do I chose to turn towards the sound instead of choosing to ignore them? Why is everything so blurry? And why am I sobbing in the middle of the airport? Why are her arms suddenly around me? And why is she telling me not to go?

Don't go. I need you here, she said as she helped me to my feet.

I looked up, and there were my brothers. I thought they were gone, that they had escaped. But they were here. For me. Calling my name. For the first time in my life, they'd all been calling my name. Her arms were so tight around my neck I couldn't breathe, and suddenly I felt more arms. Gil's and Jeff's were wrapped around me too. I was trying to tell them in muffled cries that they shouldn't be hugging me. They should be hugging Mia. Look at what she lost. She was always the weak one. She was the one who often fell apart. Not I. So how come I was the one who couldn't stop crying?

I heard them say, Everything Will Be Okay. Don't cry girl. Everything will be okay. And this was all I could hear. My flight was leaving. But they wouldn't let me go.

They wouldn't let me go.



The End. For real. Thank you all for reading and making this a truly great experience for me.

Your Friend,

BrownCuriousity