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Chapter 8 by TimT85 TimT85

What about your sister's birthday party?

Lena's Birthday

Lena Holmes was born on June 6th, 2021, prematurely, to a **** addict in Madison, who had ODed. She was officially adopted by then-Governor Caitlin Doe, and then sent to her family's commune in Oak Valley, where she was raised in the main Doe-Hostetler household, alongside Elise, Marlene, and I. She was legally registered as Lena Doe, but eventually went by the name Lena Doe-Hostetler to match Elise and I.

She was the baby, lovingly cared by Rebecca and Leigh, and one of the first children to be born and not sired by John J. Doe. This was obvious to all due to her African-American complexion. She had some development issues as a child, but quickly recovered and was in excellent health. She was recently valedictorian of the OVHS Class of '39.

On the night of June 5th, 2039, she slept over at the Logan's house. It was a house of "ill repute," they say, given that the two Logan sisters run an escort service/local brothel from the home. All perfectly legal following the 2024 Sex Work Act. But Lena didn't partake in the services. She was with her best friend, Dorothy Doe-Logan, daughter of Laura Lee Logan, and a classmate of Lena's. She recently began taking clients at her mother's insistence, and pushed for Lena to join her in her "summer job".

Lena didn't want to have sex with anybody, especially with Laura Lee and Linda Lou's robotic appraisal over her body's worth earlier that evening. As "dark chocolate," she could make good bank in this neighborhood, but it was unnecessary. Her mothers had Doe Foundation money and the commune was self-sufficient.

Lena felt objectified, but still felt very close to Dorothy, friends (and perhaps, more?), and was a little sad that Dorothy was starting to sleep around, albeit for money.

That morning, they were cuddled next to each other, Dorothy with a hand on Lena's chest, something she was hesitant to bring up. Lena quietly enjoyed the embrace. "That'll be fifty bucks," said an awakening Dorothy, with a quick peck on Lena's cheek. "We didn't do anything."

"Not yet," said Dorothy with a wink. She was wearing only a large t-shirt as she opened the bay windows overlooking her second floor room/work area. "When's the party, again?"

"9 am. It's in the gazebo on the hiking trail. My mothers and brother are supposed to set up." Lena was interrupted by a message. She frowned. "I guess Johnny's sick or something. Probably just a cold, but my moms are always fawning over him like he was that statue guy."

Dorothy showed mock outrage. "That statue guy's my dad, you bitch!" Dorothy and Lena loved toying with each other like that. "Woah," said Lena, sitting up. "Johnny's going to the hospital. He's really sick."

With her brother in the hospital, Lena's party was postponed until the afternoon. And then, until tomorrow, once the unthinkable happened.

"Johnny has Erection Dependence," said Lena plainly, now dressed and at the Logans' breakfast table, with Dorothy and three other whores. "So much for your virginity," joked Dorothy. "Screw that, Dorothy, this is serious."

"Screwing you is what he'll be doing. He already screwed your mother," Dorothy showed the picture of Leigh leaking Johnny's baby batter. "We need to get you some maternity wear."

Some time passed, and official legal confirmation came as the statewide medical alert was sent. "Quick, take your shorts off!" exclaimed Dorothy.

"What?" Lena barely had time to object when her friend pulled down her pants and panties. She covered herself with her hands. "What are you doing?" Lena wasn't upset as much as playful, but they were in the public reception area of the Logan house, with a couple other girls and Madam Laura Lee nearby. "We should send a picture to your brother. Here, let me wetten you up."

She didn't have to say that twice, as Dorothy dove between her best friend's legs and practiced her munching skills. "I... um... what..." Lena was trailing off, confused and in pleasure. She had dreamed of similar scenarios before, just not so publicly. "There we go," said Dorothy, unfortunately rising from her position and wiping her mouth. "Say cheese."

Lena smiled and spread open her vagina for the photo. The caption: "Wet and Ready for you brother :)" This was meant for me, but Lena suspected that Dorothy sent a copy to herself as well.

"Umm... Dorothy. Can you finish?"

Lena was not in her right mind when I responded to her pic. Cum on ovr.

Is she cumming or coming?

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