Jemma's New Career Path

"You know, Jemma, if you're not going to school, you should get a job," Josh said as they rode the elevator down. "Mom made me get a job when I dropped out. It's only fair."

"Yeah, okay... um.... how do I get a job?" His bimbo sister asked.

"I'll becyour reference! I guarantee I can get you a job anywhere, but I know a place that's perfect for a bimbo like you!" He assured her.

Jemma giggled in delight and resolved not to worry about it. Her brother would take care of her.

"Do I need a job too?" DeeDee asked.

"Let's take one big life change at a time, DeeDee," he told the 70 -year-old teenager. "After all, you just barely got adopted!"

"I did?" She asked in amazement.

"Yes!" Josh said. "If anyone asks, you're my adopted little sister!"

"Yay!" DeeDee exclaimed, then her face fell. "Wait. Doesn't that mean we can't m like, do stuff?"

Jemma giggled.

"Brother fucking is the best fucking!" She declared. "Even I know that, and I'm a bimbo! Wait... if she's your little sister and I'm your big sister, does that mean she's my... cousin?"

Ronnie cracked up at her stupid daughter.

"She's your sister too, dummy! " she explained,

"Oh! So can I eat her pussy after Josh fucks her?" The bimbo asked,

"Yes, that would be great, but DeeDee needs to wait," Josh said. "We want her second first time to be special!"

Jemma giggled, not understanding or needing to. DeeDee whimpered and pressed her thighs together.

They all got into the car and Josh drove, his bimbo sister in the passenger seat, his mother teasing his adopted sister in the back by stroking her inner thighs but never quite reaching her twat.

They pulled up to the place Josh had chosen for Jemma's new career. He pointed to the big sign over the door.

THE RUMPUS ROOM Girls! Girls! Girls!

"We all agree that Jemma would be an excellent stripper, right?" Josh told them.

"Right! " the enthralled women agreed.

"Well let's go get her a job then!" Josh said.