"You're back! I thought we had scared you off!" Erin happily shouted out, not so much greeting you and tackling you at the door.
"You're certainly feeling better." you manage to quip. Brittany now stands in the doorway, looking on with approval. You can almost feel the indescision about what Erin wants to do next, but Brittany makes the whole inner debate moot with just a question.
"Who is this?" Brittany asks with a little caution among the joy at your return.
"Hi, I'm Miki." Miki responds before you can, extending her hand in peace. Brittany takes the gesture in good stride but is obviously a bit confused.
"There's an old lady handing out waifs upstairs, I figured since I already had two- may as well have three."
Miki rolls her eyes, as the joke deserves- Erin and Brittany giggle a little. More because you said it then any actual humor. Erin hops off you to join her sister, cautious but pleased overall.
"He didn't go into details, but I understand he rescued you two from a life in the militias. Well, in what I'm sure was a much less dramatic way he rescued me too. I'd like to live with you three. I've had a bit of medical training if that helps any." Miki plainly proposes
"And I changed my mind about something. I'm sorry I said you'd be prostituting yourselves for protection, that was completely unfair on my part. It's a different world out there- it's not fair to think of survival in the old way."
The two sisters beam, as if they know what you're going to say next.
"You were right, I want you two so badly. If your offer still stands I'd love to fuck all three of you until my dick falls off, on the condition that you recognize that you three would be sharing me. No plans behind each other's backs, no cat-fights, this prick is community for all three of you. Deal?"
"Deal."
"Sure."
"No problem."
The power of democracy shines once again, and only one question remains.
"So, who's first?" |