began rubbing the crotch of my panties as I sucked him faster. I took my head away from the dogs prick after I felt the wetness of my crotch soaking through my panties. I lay back on the floor and pull my knees up to pull my panties off. As I tossed them to the floor a few feet away, the dog came up and started sniffing at my muff. His nose tickled my erect clit and he seemed to like what he smelled. I spread my legs apart to see if he would lick me. He backed away at first, then sniffed some more, then finally began to lap at the folds of my pussy. I reached down with one hand and spread my pussy lips for him so he could really dig in. With my free hand, I gently pinched and squeezed my rock hard nipples. I began to moan as the dog continued to lap at my hot hole. He brought me to climax as I moaned with pleasure. It didn't take long because his tongue was rougher than a human's which added a lot of extra stimulation. I stood up to get dressed and as I did, the dog jumped up and put his paws on my waist and began to hump my leg. I took this as a sign that he wasn't through with me yet. I figured I had gone this far, I might as well let him fuck me. I had never had such a large cock before, but I figured since it was thinner that a guys, it wouldn't hurt too bad. I felt that since the dog got me off, it was only fair to let him get off as well. So with that I said to him, "Well stud, I'm your bitch now! Better fuck me good!" I reached down and took his hard shaft in my hands and stroked it a little. He started to move his hips and basically fuck my hand. I got down on my hands and knees and called him over. He didn't need anymore help. He climbed on top of me and wrapped his front paws around my waist and started pumping. I reached back with one hand and spread my cunt wide. With the other hand I guided his long cock into my burning bush. As soon as he was in I came again. It was fantastic. I had never had an orgasm like that in my life! He pumped his rod deeper and deeper into me until I could feel his rod deep within me. He seemed like he couldn't get enough! I came twice more before he stopped. What a surprise, I didn't know at that time that we'd be hooked together for another half hour. Now I know better, but I still let him get his knot in me, it feels better that way, and I don't mind the wait afterward so much.

hat I have heard some incredible stories in my years, but none quite like the one Candy told. I should say that I am happily married to my college sweetheart and I have always been faithful. And in all circumstances with my sessions I have kept the upmost professionalism. Until I met Candy. Her sessions unfortunately led to something more which I will get to. I will try to be detailed, but as brief as possible.

Candy was a high school senior, eighteen years of age. For this purpose I will tell you that she was very cute but not overly beautiful. She kept herself well groomed and was polite and honest from the first time I talked with her. She is 5'5" tall and weighs 105 lbs. She has short blond hair, a large bust, and an attractive figure. Still, though I originally considered her fairly average, there was a certain quality about her looks that made her as sexy as any girl I had worked with. It was a measure I used in my studies, that basically helps me in determining the whys and such of each case. I changed her rating after a couple of visits and could begin to see why she was attracting more attention from the boys in her school than I would otherwise have assumed. She was reluctantly sent to me by her parents at the request of her high school counselor. They wanted her to go to one of the women doctors in the office, but she insisted she could be more open and comfortable with a man. I took her case immediately thinking nothing of it. I read her case and in short, she had been caught in the boy’s physical education locker room during lunch break having sex with multiple boys in the shower. There were ten boys in all and she was well into her acts when an administrator walked in because of a tip he had gotten from a rival girl at school. To be more descriptive, she was caught positioned between two boys, being penetrated in the vagina and the anus simultaneously, while giving oral sex to another and masturbating two more with each hand. It was an incredible story in it’s own right, but only a part of what came to be known. She had been expelled until she sought professional help for her problem and I was it. On only our fourth session, I had found out much about her recent sexual encounters, of which there were many, and decided to go deeper into her past to get a grip on the origins of her sexuality. I was not too surprised to find out she had her first sexual encounter at the age of thirteen. Many girls I worked with started young, some even younger, so this was not the shocking part. The shocking part was who she was having these encounters with and the circumstances surrounding them.

Candy’s parents I will call Rick and Pam. I found out in our sessions that Rick and Pam were heavy drinkers. They usually did their drinking at the home and Candy said that they were never abusive when they drank. In fact, she said she enjoyed them more when they had been drinking. She said they would not let her drink with them but she didn’t mind because she didn’t like it much anyway. She told me that she masturbated often. She had been masturbating since her twelfth birthday. She had been recently interested in it at that time and decided that would be the date. She loved it so much that she did it often, but after a few months she told me she felt like she needed more. She broke her hymen the first time she used an implement with masturbating. She had grabbed a cucumber from the refrigerator and put it in warm water until it was no longer cold. She began to use the cucumber going farther inside her vagina until she felt a sharp pain. There was a little blood, but not too much and to my surprise, she told me it didn’t stop her from finishing. That went on for another month or two until she said she felt she was ready for the real thing. She had been given a pornographic movie by a friend of hers that she said showed, among other things, a woman sucking on a man’s penis. She told me this really got her hot and she had an uncontrollable urge to try it herself. It took her some time to get up the nerve, but by the time she was thirteen she finally made a move.

All of this sounded standard with other stories I’d heard, with some of the details being different, until she said something that completely caught me off guard. She told me that she was nervous about asking a boy in her school to let her perform on him so she got another idea. Her parents usually drank until they were very drunk and basically would pass out in their bed. She remembered how hard it was to wake them when they were in this condition as she had tried in the past. This got her to thinking about an opportunity that I’ll have to admit made me really sit up and listen.

An incestuous story was about to begin that I will never forget. She got the idea of trying fellatio on her father while he was unconscious from his drinking. She came home one day from school and it was a Friday. Being the weekend, her parents were already drinking heavily when she got home. The entire night she talked with them like nothing was out of the ordinary, but she was really horny and knew that this was the night. After her parents went to bed, she waited about an hour and crept slowly down the hall and into their room. She was careful to be quiet, even though she knew they would not wake up. Then she went to her dad’s side of the bed and slowly pulled the covers back. She was glad to see he was naked under the sheets and she slowly began to feel for his penis. When she finally touched it, she said it got her so excited that she lost all her inhibitions about getting caught. Wasting no time, she quickly pulled the covers all the way back and put her head down at her dad’s crotch. She gave his crotch a few sniffs and was generally studying his penis and scrotum as it was the first real one’s she had seen. Then she took his limp penis and pulled it up with her fingers until it was raised in the air before lowering her mouth over the head.

I had to reassure her that it was all confidential and that I would not tell anyone about this story before she continued. I have to admit, I had gotten somewhat aroused from listening to girls stories before, but this one was really getting me hot. I tried to ignore it, but as she continued I found myself getting more and more aroused. I also found myself looking at her suddenly gorgeous body and her now incredible face and at the same time trying to remind myself that I was a professional. It really wasn’t working though, as this average teenage girl was becoming a tremendously hot and sensuous woman before my eyes as she spoke. I could see why she got the attention she did at school. Anyway, she began to suck on his penis like she had seen in the porn movie she had and described how he slowly started to get harder and harder in her mouth. She said it grew so much that she had to take all but the head of it out because it wouldn’t fit. Then her dad began to moan and stir a little and she got scared and hurried out of the room. But it wasn’t her last visit.

She told me she had been scared at first, but realized she had to try again because she was enjoying it so much. She was horny basically and she rubbed herself to an orgasm before returning as it didn’t quench her desire. The second trip was almost identical to the first as his penis was flaccid again. She sucked him until he began to stir but this time she didn’t run away. Instead she began to quicken her pace and increase her suction. Then she admitted that she had no idea about what was about to happen until it happened. The porno hadn’t show that this was possible, but as she sucked him, he began to ejaculate his sperm inside her mouth. Shocked at the sudden feeling of his sperm in her mouth she pulled away but did not leave. Instead she stayed, memorized by the site of his pulsating penis ejaculating spurt after spurt of semen into the air and it landing all over his stomach. After he had finished, she suddenly became aware that he would know something was up when he woke if she left him a mess. She started to go to the bathroom and get a towel to clean up the mess, but then got another idea. Instead, she decided to lick him clean. She had almost involuntarily swallowed the first spurts of his seed when it happened in her mouth. She now analyzed that it tasted good to her and made her feel sexy. So she began to work on his genitals and abdomen region, cleaning off the sperm with her tongue and swallowing it. She said she did a really good job and seemed very proud in telling me about it. She was very honest and descriptive about the entire thing. Just when I thought she was finished, she continued with the story.

She then began to tell me how sexy she thought it was and she couldn’t get to sleep after that. She masturbated two more times but now didn’t feel the same satisfaction and wanted more. The next night she knew her dad would be drunk again and so she planned for another visit. The test was to make sure he didn’t say anything the next day that might indicate that he knew something was up. After a long day of drinking that Saturday, her dad had not said anything that she thought indicated that he knew. So after he passed out again in bed that night with Pam, Candy proceeded with her plan. This time it was not oral sex she wanted as she described walking into his bedroom wearing only a long night shirt and pulling the sheets back as she had before. She did place his cock inside her mouth, but only until it became hard. Then she slowly crept onto the bed with them and made her way to his side. Being very slow and careful as not to move the bed anymore than necessary, she finally got into position by straddling his waist facing away from him. She then pulled her shirt up until her naked vagina was exposed and lowered herself down until she could feel the end of his penis at her vagina’s entrance. Then she said she slowly lowered herself down, feeling the tip finally finding the entrance and continued until she was sitting fully on his lap with his penis inside her. It fit snugly inside her and she took the time to let her vagina adjust to the new sensation. Then she slowly began to move her hips, careful not to allow the bed to shake. She moved back and forth over his penis for a time before bending over and putting her hands on the bed at his knees and lifting her bottom up and down on his penis. This time she let him cum inside her as she figured the clean up would be easier. She was on birth control for menstruation reasons so she thought it would be fine. After she was finished, she slowly rose off her father and moved off the bed and crept back to her room where she masturbated several more times to orgasm. Then she finally felt satisfaction and went to sleep, showering immediately the next morning before going down and enjoying a great breakfast her mother had prepared. Again, her father was apparently oblivious to what had happened.

I must now admit my reaction. After she had finished the story, I could tell she was aroused. I wasn’t sure if it was only the story, or if it was the fact that she was telling another person about it. That is when I began something that I both savor and regret. I savor it because of what it is, and regret it because of my prior and continuing vows and commitments. But to continue, my mind was racing as I simply got up from my chair and walked to the door of my office. I was consciously making no attempt to cover my erection as I walked. I opened the door and told my secretary that I would be extending my session and to reschedule the next appointment for whatever was convenient for the next patient. I was glad to hear that the next session had suddenly called to cancel only minutes before anyway. I was happy to hear this because I hated to do that. But I had more important business today. I then told her to take an early lunch and that there was no need for her to return as the session she was rescheduling was to be my last of the day anyway. She gladly accepted and immediately started to get her things together to leave. I closed the door again and locked the deadbolt.

I guess I have always had the fantasy of dominating a woman. Of being aggressive and forceful, but not physically harmful, during sex. And that the woman in the fantasy would strictly obey whatever I said or do whatever presented itself. I had never really fulfilled this fantasy because my personality doesn’t match that type of behavior. But now I was suddenly feeling like it was time to try. I had assessed that this might be just the thing Candy wanted and I was willing to give it a go. She was a teenager and my patient no less, but that really didn’t matter to me at that moment. As I turned away from the now locked door, I began.

"Now Candy," I said, "the story you just told was obscene and atrocious!"

"What doctor?" She shyly replied, looking very stunned by my words and tone. "I thought you wanted the truth? You told me to be fully honest and detailed in what I told you."

"You seem to be a hopeless nymphomaniac and I think what you need is some real discipline. Discipline that fits the crime so to speak. I’m going to try to help you but you have to agree to want to be helped, no matter what methods I use." I said.

"Well, I guess so. I mean, I really want to be better but I can’t seem to help myself." She cautiously replied.

As I began to undress, she wildly asked me what I was doing. I told her to sit back down and not to speak unless spoken to or told to do so. I told her that I was in charge and that she must embrace my methods of treatment if it were to work. She still had apprehension in her eyes, but her silence was an indication that she was at least apprehensively willing. After I was completely naked I began making my demands. I started by ordering her to remove her clothes and sit up on the edge of my desk. She slowly and shyly did as I said, looking my body over as she worked. She seemed very uncomfortable but I didn’t care about that. She surely knew by now the nature of my so called ‘treatment’ and she had not made any attempt to stop me. Without a word, I quickly walked right up to her at the desk and dropped to my knees. I then began to slowly kiss and lick the inside of her thighs, keeping eye contact with her the entire time. She kept that contact, even though she was shivering with nervousness and girlishly covering her mouth with one hand while futilely trying to cover her ample breasts with her other. When I finally touched her labia and clit with my tongue, she quickly moved away. I demanded that she return and she slowly abided. Then, as she was back in position, I urgently went to work giving oral sex to her. She made low, uncomfortable sounding noises at first, but quickly began to soften and change her sounds into louder, more sensuous moans. After several minutes I could tell she was nearing orgasm and I stopped and stood up in front of her.

"Now it is your turn to lick and suck me, Candy." I firmly stated.

"Yes sir."

She was not as shy now as she moved more quickly to get on her knees before me and begin to jerk on my penis with her hand. That played right into my fantasy.

"I didn’t say to touch me or stroke me with your hand, Candy. I distinctly told you to lick and suck my penis. Now do as your told or I’m going to have to be more forceful with my instructions."

She said ‘yes sir’ again before finally placing my cock into her mouth. It felt more exciting than anything I had ever experienced. It was so taboo in so many ways and the thrill of it was getting me more and more aroused by the second. My penis was harder than it had been in years as her skillful techniques made me shoot my sperm into her mouth. Like a good girl, she swallowed every drop before I finally told her she could stop. I was out of breath and felt shakily weak as she pulled away and sat down onto her heels, looking up at me eagerly for more instruction.

"Ok, now stand up and bend over the desk. I am going to have sex with you from behind and I want you to run your fingernails all around my hips as I do so." I demanded.

Without a word she quickly got up and positioned herself as I had instructed. She was seductively looking back at me, guiding my penis toward her with her eyes as I moved forward into position. My penis was touching her labia for several seconds before I finally inserted it inside her vagina. This heightened the anticipation for both of us and was incredible. She did as expected and the feel of her fingernails on my skin was amazing. I quickened my pace as I felt my orgasm nearing. That’s when I got the most devilish idea. I had never given anal sex to anyone before and truthfully never gave it much of a thought. But now I felt an overwhelming urge to do just that to Candy. I knew she was not a stranger to anal sex, but I was and I deemed this as my one shot at experiencing it because my wife strictly forbade it. Without warning I stopped my thrusts and pushed my middle finger inside her anus. She looked back at me with desire as I stuck a second and then a third finger inside her. She was completely relaxed now. My penis was still inside her vagina, pulsating with pleasure as I used some saliva to give her anus some lubrication. The time was right after a couple of minutes and I quickly pulled out of her vagina and pushed hard into her incredibly tight anus. It was undescribable what I felt, having my penis inside a woman’s ass. Especially with it being Candy and the forbiddenness of it all. Within a few slow strokes, my orgasm was near again. The intensity of the tightness around my shaft was too much as I began to ejaculate once again, this time inside the teen’s anus. She hit the height of her own orgasm almost simultaneously. I leaned over her body and grabbed her firm breasts as we finished, kissing her on the neck and cheek before finally embracing in an erotic kiss on the mouth. Our tongues explored each other as we delighted in our sexual embrace. After I finished I demanded that we stop and get dressed. She was disappointed at first.

"But doctor, I don’t think I’m cured yet. I have more to do. Anything you want." She said.

I assured her, "Don’t worry Candy, this is only the beginning of many more treatments to come."

Ugh, so that is what I have been finding in my underwear this whole time. Jesus, what the fuck is wrong with you? Put your pants back on or I’ll tell Mom.” Oh no she wouldn’t . I quickly crossed the room grabbing her around her body pinning her arms to her sides and put a hand over her mouth. I brought her into the room and closed the door hoping that would prevent anyone from hearing her momentary scream in a second. I release her for a second and grab some of her underwear for binds. She immediately screams for help and I am there right away. I wad up some of her panties I had already came on earlier and shove it into her mouth. I then use a loose shoelace to tie it in place for now. next I tie her arms together with some tube socks and throw her on the bed. I know exactly what I will do next and what I’ll need.

I go into my room and grab my sets of handcuffs I had ordered two weeks earlier and I grab my new gag with them. Before I go back I make sure to grab my hunting knife and check it’s sharpness. When I enter Jackie’s room I find out she had quieted down but soon started up again when she saw the knife. I go over to her and handcuff her spread eagle to her solid iron bedposts. next I re-gag her and throw away the makeshift gag. Now it’s time for me to see my sister naked.

“Do you know what I have wanted to do to you? You must know with how you have been taunting and teasing me this whole time. I know you have been a little whore and fucking every other guy, so why not me?” I don’t pay attention to her trying to deny it, I know I’m right. “ I want to see you naked, then I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you like there is no tomorrow Jackie. But first, we need your clothes gone.” I had been hunting before and had skinned deer and this was something like that. Let me tell you, after this, I never skinned a deer without thinking about Jackie again. I took my knife and put the blade under her belt. It took almost no pressure at all to slice through it. I next went to work on her shirt while Jackie sobbed quietly. “If you don’t shout up and stop moving I might accidentally cut you, and neither of us want that do we?” She shakes her head no fervently and I continue. I remove the shirt and find a pink lacy bra underneath. Just to give myself more of a chance to get hard again, I decide to remove her pants before her bra. I slice clean through her jeans to find she has pink lacy panties to match the bra. Maybe she thought something was going to happen with someone. Now it was time to treat myself.

Using the knife I quickly tore through her bra to find the nicest tits I have ever seen, much nicer than any of my girlfriends’. Jackie is just staring at me and trying hard not to make a sound or move as I trace my knife down from her throat between her breasts, around her belly button and finally around to her hip. With a quick motion I cut through her panties to reveal her pussy. She apparently has never talked to anyone about shaving or anything because it is like a jungle down there. I rub my hands over her pussy and I get a moaning sound from Jackie. Apparently she likes this to some degree. I quickly remove my clothes and position myself over her with my 7” dick rubbing against the entrance to her hole. I try to look her in the eyes but I see her pleading to me with her eyes. I stop looking so that I don’t suddenly grow a conscience or anything and I get ready for the big plunge.

“I am about to give you something really great you whore. I am goanna share my dick with you now so you better be grateful. I really hope you enjoy this as much as I will.” And with that I shove my cock in as hard as I can and in doing so, I break the hymen I thought she had lost a while ago. She screams in pain and I don’t know what to do other than just continue and fuck her for all she is worth. So I grab her tits and squeeze them as I pump I and out. I can feel her pussy grabbing and squeezing my dick back. As I go faster I find a position I can hit her sweet spot with and go for it. If it is her first time, I might as well do something for her. As I keep fucking, her cries and screams turn to moans and grunts. I can feel it, I can feel my orgasm coming. I start to go faster and faster as it comes and her pussy gives one final squeeze as she starts to cum and that is when I lose it. I cum deep inside of Jackie’s pussy, making sure to fill it with my incestual seed.

When I collapse onto her after I finish, I notice a tear going down her cheek and look down to see her blood all over the place. I go to get a towel and clean her off, making sure to throw away the sheets and replace them with new ones. I look down at her again and see how fucking gorgeous she looks naked. I start getting a hard on again and I also get another idea. I undo the handcuffs and she just lays there staring at me. I flip her over and cuff her hands behind her back and bend her over in a kneeling position. I notice she started getting wet again and I rub my cock around her pussy getting it nice and lubed up. Then I place the head of my dick on her ass and start to push. She must have not know what I was doing because now she was screaming again probably trying to tell me that I could fuck her pussy again just don’t screw her ass. Well, I was raping her so it didn’t really matter what she wanted.

I shove my dick in farther and I can feel the muscles in her ass tightening around this unwanted invader. I didn’t care, that just meant it would be a lot more fun. I shoved my dick in hard as far as it would go and Jackie screamed again. I just held it there for a while and massaged her tits while her ass got used to my cock. After about two minutes, I start to fucking her ass. I am just going at it having the time of my life with her. while I am fucking her, I grab a hold of her short, boyish hair and hold onto that as I am fucking her. I tell her “You are my little cock-whore now” or “I am going to fuck you still you are completely filled with cum.” As I am screwing her I realize that if I could get her to cum, her ass would squeeze my dick better than her pussy did. So I releas her hair and lean forward to start massaging her clit. As I go at it more she starts moaning again and bucking back against me. It is only another minute before she has another orgasm and I am filling her ass with my cum.

It seemed to last forever. I must have shot a gallon of my wad up in her ass before I was done. I get off after that and look down at her again. I decide to take the gag and handcuffs back. I see that she doesn’t have any marks on her wrists. It is a good thing she didn’t really fight the handcuffs, that’s just one more thing against her if she decides to tell anyone. I give her a kiss on the lips and she doesn’t respond at all, she doesn’t even blink. So I decide for one grand finale before I get out of here and I start to rub my cock. It isn’t too long before I get it up again and I start to jack off again using one of her panties. It feels good, but not as good as her pussy or ass. It doesn’t take long before I start to get that old familiar feeling and I shove the head of my dick in little Jackie’s mouth. I spray some in there and pull out to finish Cumming on her face and chest. I then grab her head and hold it up and massage her throat while holding her mouth closed. Eventually she swallows it and I let her fall limp back on the bed. With being totally satisfied, I put my clothes back on and head next door to my neighbors’ house. I get to baby sit tonight.

his concern for my predicament tried to pull me out by my ankles. Try as he might I was not budging, on one of his yanks he pulled the socks right off my feet. I really didn’t know what he would do or what direction I had hoped this was going to go. But I soon found out, as he began to stroke the soles of my feet with his fingers. This action brought me to immediate laughter. In response I found myself kicking my feet trying to get them away from the tickling fingers. He decided not to let this kicking deter him, he then sat on my ankles and really went to town. My shrieks of laughter only made him work harder. After about 15 minutes of this torture, I squirmed my way back out from underneath the couch, to find that I had had an erection in my pants. At this age I still didn’t know how they came about or what to do with it. Just the fact that the tickling really gave me a feeling that I liked and liked a lot. My cousin said that thanks to his tickling, I laughed so much that I jiggled myself out. Well he was half-right.

I could never get enough of this game, whenever my cousin would come over or another relative I would somehow get into a situation where I got stuck. It could be under the bed or the couch or a dresser that had just enough room. All of the times with my relatives went pretty much the same way. I would always pretend to get stuck, I’d would usually take off my socks before going under. And the only way that I could get out was by them working over my feet until I couldn’t take it any more.

The best thing about the game was that even when the adults would check in to see what all the noise was about, they would smile and say “Oh, he’s stuck again” or “you kids keep playing nice”. They had no idea that the reason I was getting stuck was to get the orgasmic feeling of my little 6yr old prick getting hard. And the ecstasy that I felt throughout my body as my little boy dick Rubbed against the floor as I laughed.

Just around the same time that the tickling with my cousins was going on (age 6). My best friend and neighbor Tom and I were beginning to experiment with each other. This took place in the form of a game called “Doctor”. Tom was 2 years older than I was, and only 1 grade ahead of me in school. He lived right behind my house; our back yards were connected. Tom had what we called the “Hut” in his backyard, it was a 15’X15’ 2 floor wood shack, the downstairs had a pair of bunk beds for camp outs. There was also a wood ladder that led up to an attic space. Which was pretty cool for us kids. From the attic there was a door that opened and it led to a small 3’ X 10” deck which looked out onto Toms backyard.

Well Tom was always the leader between the two us, I looked up to him and thought he was cool. Not a lot of older kids would pal around with a younger kid if he wanted to be cool. I would follow him around and do most anything he asked me to. I remember the time he said he was going to be my Doctor and that it was time for my appointment. So as always I went right along with him, he took me into the Hut and told me I needed to take my cloths off for my physical. Which of course I proceeded to do without hesitation.

As I stood in front of my friend naked he told me to breathe in and hold it. While holding my breath he rubbed my belly in a circular motion. It made me giggle a bit and spit out my breath. He then took a hold of my very tiny balls that did not hang hardly at all and held them gently and told me to cough, which I did. Of course the sensation of my friend holding my nuts in his hand and being naked got me excited, well as excited as a six year old boy gets. It was a circumcised little prick about 1 1/2 to 2” long when hard. It was not very wide, but had a large purple knob as a head. My buddy Tom then started to play gently with my dick, stroking it and blowing air on it. All the while telling me that it looks like I have a pretty healthy little dick, and that these were tests to make sure that it worked right. Who was I to argue, I started to get light headed from the sensation of my buddy holding and playing with my dick. Tom had me lay on the bottom bunk as he kept on playing with my organ. Tom took my dick in between his to hands and started to rub it, like trying to start a fire with two sticks. This action began to drive me to the edge; I could feel my muscles tensing up. My toes were curled up as I began pumping with my legs. I had my very first orgasm (no fluid) just that very intense and unforgettable feeling.

Some time in the following weeks while playing together in the Hut, Tom said to me “the Doctor is now ready for his next patient”. At that he led me over to the bottom bunk and had me sit down and take off my shirt and shoes. Then he said to get on the examination table, which was a small 2’wide by 5’long bench that ran against one of the walls inside the Hut. So I laid down and waited for my examination to begin. Tom then asked me “where does it hurt today.” So thinking back to my experiences with my cousins, I told him “my feet hurt Doctor”. Tom looked at me a little confused and wondering what I meant. He then moved down to the foot of the bench. As he began to touch my feet to remove my socks I pulled back my foot and laughed. Then I could see the light bulb go off over his head. He realized what a ticklish foot I had, so he then got up and sat on my legs facing my feet. He began to tickle my feet with heavy strokes up and down the soles of my socked feet. With this my laughter began to ring out nonstop. He then slowed his pace down and searched the entire length of each foot for ticklish spots. As I was in the throws of hysteria, he then removed the sock off of my right foot. With my bare foot in hand Tom went to town scratching the soles of my foot with his finger nails and drawing little circles around my toes. I must have been turning as red as a tomato, I was laughing so hard I could barley breath. Tom knew he was driving me nuts, I was trying to get my feet loose but his weight and position made it impossible. I remember giving him a few futile slaps on his back and a brief poke in his ribs to see if I could reverse the situation, but no way. This only seemed to make him tickle harder, pulling my left sock off and giving my left foot the same torturous working over. During my struggle to free myself, tom moved his hand to rearrange his position on my legs. While doing so his hand landed on my crotch, and even inside of my pants my little pecker was trying to burst through. Once Tom felt that he repositioned himself sitting on my stomach, facing my feet. He then said, “It looks like you may need a little help with this”. He undid my belt, unhooked the clasp and unzipped my fly. Opening me up for his full view, but out of mine. He lifted my ass up a bit and yanked my pants down to my knees. With his positioning on my chest, he began to tickle my stomach around my navel. He said “your pecker bounces around when you laugh” this seemed to amuse him, because he kept up with it for awhile. Tom finally relented and began to rub my dick between his hands. I swear that I must have had about four orgasms that session, I think two were when he was working over my feet and two more as he rubbed me off. The funny thing about Tom was that he didn’t want me to rub him or to do anything for him. Not that I would have been able to recuperate enough that afternoon to do anything for him. Tom just got up and said that it looks like your feet will be all right, but you should schedule another appointment before you leave.


 It took about a year to outgrow the Doctor game, but it was quickly replaced with a new game. Tom came up with the great idea of teaching me how to play strip poker. Well actually I didn’t understand poker at all so I’m sure Tom was cheating from to beginning. When the game began I lost the first hand and had to remove an article of clothing, so off came my sneaker. I then lost the next hand and removed my other sneaker. This went on until I’m siting in just my underwear and Tom still fully clothed except for his shoes (he had to throw a couple of hands). When I lost the next hand and had to remove my underwear, I began to balk and said that it wasn’t fair. Tom said okay you can keep your underwear on and play another hand, and if I lose than I’ll strip naked myself, but if you lose not only do you get naked but I also get to do anything I want with you. Well this sounded fair to me; at least it gave me one more chance to save myself. Well gee guess what happened, I lost that hand too. So grudgingly I stood up and removed my briefs; right off my little boner popped up. Tom then instructed me to sit back down, which I did. There was a post that ran up the middle of the room in the Hut and Tom said to put my arms behind it. So I sat closer to the post and reached my arms behind me. Tom said “No over your head” so I moved my arms over my head reaching around the post and locked my hands. Not seeing what tom was up to behind me, I suddenly felt something being tied around my wrists. It was a Cub Scout bandana, and Tom securely tied it so I could not move my hands apart. I became very nervous and begged him to please let me go. But he said I lost fair and square and a bet is a bet. I still had no idea what was coming next, but I didn’t have to wait long. Tom began tickling under my arms, which were totally available. From my pits he moved to my chest digging his fingers in looking for the most ticklish spots. I was laughing so hard that tears were coming down my cheeks. He then worked over my super sensitive stomach and had me watch how my little prick bounced as he tickled me. He always enjoyed that part, watching my dick bounce. I began kicking my legs and squirming around so Tom sat down on my thighs facing me. This left me immobile and wide open for his torturing fingers. He went back to tickling my stomach and underarms. He also began to flick my dick around with his forefingers, making it bounce back up to attention with each flick. He was driving me completely nuts, and I began to beg him to play with my dick and make me feel good. He said that I would have to wait, he was just starting. Tom then stood up and removed his shirt; Tom was a cute kid with reddish brown hair, freckled face and smooth skin. I was wondering what was next as Tom then removed his pants and underwear. His 9yr old dick was standing at attention, as I gazed at this sight happily. I had yet to see Tom naked and was very excited to finally see what he had been hiding. Being 2 years older than me, Tom’s dick was much larger than mine was. It was at least four inches long and larger in width than mine was. He was circumcised and the head of his dick was also larger and more of a pink color than mine. It was amazing to me that someone’s dick could be that large. He had a real shit-eating grin as he reached up to a shelf and picked up a feather. Tom then sat down at my feet and began to tease the soles of my feet with it. I started kicking and Tom then grabbed my ankles and put them in a leg lock.

He started going to town all over my feet, driving me absolutely crazy. After about ten minutes of this torture, he got up and stood over me with his large boy dick within inches of my face. He then sat back down on my thighs facing me, our dicks were touching and I was ready for anything. Tom then began tickling my stomach and chest with the feather; he slowly worked it down to my dick and tickled it for a while. Gently stroking up and down the shaft, he tickled my little hairless balls with the tip of the feather. I had a great view of this insane torture, I noticed that Tom's hardon seemed to keep growing bigger as he worked me over.

Finally he grabbed my little boner and pressed it together with his. He began to rub our dicks together between his open palms. This was truly exciting and I shuddered as I felt myself orgasm almost instantly, He kept rubbing and rubbing our cocks together and when I could finally focus my eyes again, I saw the look on Toms' face. His mouth was open and his eyes were shut as he was getting ready to orgasm too. Remember we were only 9 and 7 so there was no ejaculating only dry orgasms that felt really intense. Tom began moaning and rubbing harder, I felt ready to go again too. Tom moaned and grunted and we both reached orgasm at the same time. I almost passed out, and Tom laid back over my legs and rested awhile. After a few moments of rest Tom got up and put his pants on and untied me. I still couldn't move, but I loved every minute of it. 

tion.I wrote this on a sticky pad, "get ready to fuck my mouth after school" just then i had the urge to use the bathroom i dunno some times when i got really horny it made me wanna go to the can.
  I went in the bathroom shucked my pants down and was in the middle of doing my buisness. When suddenly i heard a rustling in the living room, i went into panic mode Fuck my note i thought.  The thought of actually geting cought made me very mbarrassed. I quickly jumped up and pulled my pants up my heart was pounding i knew mom or dad had forgotten something
and came back.If they found out i would be geting a sever punishment.  I opened the door and ran out to the kitchen tabel to stealthfully grab the note. To My horror I found My Uncle standing in the kitchen with the little note in one hand and a cup of coffe in the other. I froze i diddnt know what to do , i diddnt know what to say. He looked at the note again looked at me and layed the note back down on my math book.My Uncle coltar was
pretty cool we allways got along well.I tryed to break the ice and said hey Coltar whats up? Coltar looked at me and said so your a Faggit huh , a dirty queer in the family. I said No this is just a big misunderstandin- before i could get a word out coltar said what the Fuck is your mom and dad gonna say about this? i said Please dont tell mom and dad please ill do anything please coltar said Get the fuck to school while i think how to tell your mom
and dad about this. My heart was pounding like crazy i ran out the door and went to school.  I tryed thinking what i could tell my mom but i could think of nothing the note was in my hand writing, i was screwd. I just knew they would never let me go over to bobs house ever again. thats all i could think about all morning long.I had almost worried my self sick. At lunch i couldnt sit with my friends i fould a spot all bymyself and tryed to think of a plan.
  Deep in thought i was awoken by a teacher hiting me on the arm your wanted in the Principal's office young man . That just added to my troubles I thought wow what the hell did i do wrong now.  Slowly i went to the principals office, upon reaching the office the secretary said your uncle is here to pick u up for your dentist apointment.I said dentist appointment ?? o o yea my um dentist apointment yea.coltar walked in the office and said hey are ya ready i looked at him and said i hate the dentist but yea. We both signed out and we got in his car.Driving off Coltar said what am i going to tell your mom and dad.I once again said please dont they will kill me!Coltar looked at me and said
well i dont know what to tell them yet.I said well thanks for geting me outta school early.coltar said well dont thank me we need to talk about this shit.We went home and sat down at the kitchen tabel.Coltar said so your a Faggit arent u admit it.I diddnt say anything because i did like girls,Coltar looked at
the note and said Get ready to fuck my mouth?? your a Fag i know just admit it.u like to suck dick doint u Faggit? If u spill your guts faggit i might not tell your mom and dad.My ears purked up and i was willing to do anything to stop this information from geting to my mom and dad.
  Coltar said well tell me do u like to suck cock Fag boy.Reluctantly i said in a soft voice .. yea.coltar said
i cant hear u ,Do u like to suck big cocks boy do you? i said YES i like it !Coltar said ha i fucking new it now ill really tell your mom and dad!I said no u prommised Coltar said i never prommised now tell me whos cock have u been sucking around here.I looked at coltar and said our neighbor bob.Coltar says i bet u like it up the ass dont u queer.I said no we never do that we do alot of other things tho lots of other things. Coltar says well faggit tell me what u and bob do when your alone and dont leave anything out or i swear ill tell your parents.I said well I go over to his house and he pretends my mouth is a pussy and fucks me.Coltar looks at me and says well do u like your mouth being fucked? i reply yes its not to bad.Coltar then said well FUCK i cant fucking belive this your a full blown fagit i have to tell your parrents, i said again Please no ill do anything but please dont tell.  Coltar said hmm let me think.Coltar looked at me and said u know what i want u to do.I said no i dont know what u want me to do.Coltar said tell me what i want u to do. I replyed tell u that ill never do it again?Coltar said Beep wrong fucking awnser fag now tell me what i want u to do.coltar smiled and stood up.then and their i knew what he wanted.I said u want your cock sucked >? coltar said fucking right bitch now get on your knees and show me how much u like sucking cocks.I was very nervous at this point.Coltar then again said un zip my pants and take my cock out and
suck it faggit.i went down to my knees unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, i held it in my hand and looked up and colter said dont just play with it, put it all the way in your mouth and suck.his cock was about 6 inches hard smooth and cut.I Put it in my mouth going as deep as i could,Coltar looked down and said wow i never thought u would actually do it.I continued to take all of his cock deep in my mouth in and out.Coltar said o fuck yea keep doing that right their. I kept going as deep as i could for several min. coltar pulled his cock out and said so am I fucking your face good like bob does.I replyed Um we dont normaly do it this way , Coltar said well show me how he fucks your face.I looked at coltar and told him to come over by the couch.I layed down on the couch and say well bob gets on top of me and pretends my mouth is a pussy and fucks me.coltar stroking his glistining cock says damn faggit that sounds good.Coltar diddnt waste any time he pulled down his pants all the way and got on top of me looks at me and says well lets do this ive been needing some good pussy for a long time.Coltar guides his cock in my mouth and starts fucking my mouth like a Pro. O fuck Coltar says damn this feels so fucking good.he is really giving my Face a pounding My head ending up at the end Pounding on the arm rest.I look up at Coltar and hes saying good fucking pussy ,good fucking pussy over and over and his eyes are closed and i wondered if every man closed their eyes while fucking.oo yea Coltar said thats so fucking hot oo yea right their keep doing that. Coltar still with his eyes closed says O yea nice pussy oo fuck yea im cumming im cumming , i then reached up grabbed his ass and forced him to keep fucking me pump after pump i felt his cumm squirt out and go into my mouth as i swallowd.i kept sucking till it went limp and he pulled out and said damn i diddnt know u were so good andi replyed well theirs alot of things u dont know.Coltar then said well i will keep your secret if i can keep fucking u when ever i want deal? i said um sure deal.coltar then said i diddnt expect u to swallow i was gonna pull out, I then said its ok i like the taste of it and colter said cool

led through open fields to a river, the other through woodlands. We decided to take the woodlands walk and Mike wasted no time in chatting about the guys watching the porno. They were pretty hot looking, and as we walked we were laughed about what might happen later. Not far into the woodlands though, we rounded one tree and saw one guy leaning back while another was on his knees sucking him off. We stopped, and they didn't us at first. But then Mike started to play with himself, and moved in for a closer look. The one who was standing - his name turned out to be Joe - was a beefy guy, about 6ft, hairy, opened his eyes, saw us and smiled.

With one hand on the head of the other guy - we found out his name was Terry - he used the other to beckon us over. Mike was there in seconds, kneeling down and joining Terry in sucking Joe's fat cock. My own was hard by this time, and while I had often had the pleasure of Mike's arse, it was Terry's arse that drew my attention. I had to kneel down, run my hands over his cheeks, pushing them together and then pulling them apart to reveal his smooth pink hole.

'Go on,' said Joe, 'get in there.' And as if to confirm, Terry waggled his arse for me.. I had to work my fingers in there first, he was tight, but all the more inviting because of it. Joe was flicking his eyes between the two guys on his cock and me fingering Terry, and when I spat on my hand and used it as lube, he stood up from the tree to get a good view of my cock easing into Terry's tight arse. Fuck, it was good as I slid in; to hear his moans, muffled because his mouth was full of cock. Mike meanwhile, was busy tonguing Joe's balls and trying to get a share of his shaft. He was hungry for it, and as I fucked Terry at a good steady rhythm, I notice that Terry has somehow managed to get his hand on Mike's cock and is wanking him.Â

They must have been there for a while because pretty quickly Joe began to cum, shooting a nice thick jet over Terry and Mike. They lick the last of his cum off his cock head and very soon after Mike cums too. He turns around to me and smiles, and reaches underneath for my balls, tickling them, and almost together, Terry and I start to cum. I pull my dick out of his hole and shoot all over his back, mixing my cum with Joe's.

I know it sounds unlikely, but this was the first of a number of sessions over that weekend. If you want to read more...

ring how the clock got so messed up on time."

She looked at it, puzzled. "It's the right time." She insisted. Then, she reached over and gently bit my ear as she realized what I was saying. Ah, so there was a difference between Cindi and Katie. Cindi would never have gotten that joke. After a little more hugging, she steered me over to the chair to sit down. She looked at me for a second, head tilted sideways slightly (I love it when they do that), then started to rub my shoulders. Sometimes there are advantages to having girls that can sense emotions. She made my back feel better. I didn't really care if it did or not, as long as she kept kissing my neck and kept those cute little hands on me. Then she slipped onto my lap and kissed me. That was good, too. She whispered in my ear how she would like to make something else feel good, too, but Amy would probably feel that emotion. Then she served and fed me breakfast.

By the time Amy stumbled in, I was eating my own breakfast; Katie was hungry and was eating her own instead of feeding me. Amy walked in, took one look at Katie, looked at me with a surprised but pleased look on her face, and then mouthed "thank you!" to me and went over to get her own breakfast. She sat down to eat, and Katie and she proceeded to have one of those teenage conversations where I wasn't even sure what language they were speaking, much less understand any of it. I could've bought a Porsche for what I spent sending them to school just so they could talk like that! Well, not really, but you get my point. After Katie left to get ready for school, Amy looked closely at me.

"Thank you, Daddy, for whatever you did last night to cheer up Katie. I can't stand to see her unhappy. I don't know how you do it; you always were able to do the same thing with Cindi." Brief jolt of sadness for both of us at the mention of Cindi.

"Well, Amy, if you got sad once in a while I could show you," I teased. Then I turned serious. "Of course, the one time you did I was a miserable failure."

"Daddy! That's not true. You were a big reason why I came back. We just needed a little help."

"Your Mom will be in town tomorrow," I reminded Amy. Katie walked back into the room as I said it.

"Really?" Katie asked.

"Yeah. It's their birthday. Nice hint, Dad." Amy the smart aleck. We told Katie about the whole weekend of festivities we usually had planned. She was excited. They never did anything fun like that in her family.

After dropping the girls off at school, I decided to see a lawyer friend of mine. I told him about Katie's situation, and asked him about adopting her. He said I would need a signed statement from her current "mother" releasing her. I thought that would be easy, even if I had to bribe her. He said statements from the real parents might or might not be necessary depending on the language of the judgment of the court. He would research that, and get back to me. In any case, unless someone fought it, it should be able to be done quickly, since she was already living with us. I told him to let me know if there were any problems and I would take care of it.

I checked in with Chief Haskin to see if there was any progress with the accident investigation, but he wasn't in. I told his secretary I would check back in later, and headed for work. I checked in with the Director of Microbiology about Amy's bug. He told me they had made some substantial progress, but he couldn't tell me anything yet. He'd let me know when he had something. Maybe I'm just paranoid, but I had the feeling he knew more than he was saying and that he wasn't happy with what he knew.

After work, I stopped by a jewelry store to pick up Victoria's birthday present. I had put it on layaway a few weeks ago when I saw her admiring it. I'm sure I wouldn't surprise her, but she would enjoy it anyway. When I got home, Amy and Katie had supper ready again. I could get used to this.

After supper, Amy came down to talk to me. Must be serious, I thought, the 'twins' were not together.

"Dad," she started. Yep. Dad. Serious. "Can I ask you a question?" Really serious. She didn't sit down or cuddle.

"No, Amy, you are not allowed to ever talk to me again. Of course you can ask me a question."

"Well, it's just that I know you aren't going to answer it, so I don't know why I am bothering... Dad, do you have someone following us?"

Damn! Certifiable genius. I never expected her to notice that, though. Those guys are good.

"Why would I have anyone following you, honey?"

She rolled her eyes, gave me an 'Amy' look, and stamped her foot in frustration.

"Look, Dad, I know I'm just a kid, so I don't really expect you to tell me things that you haven't even told Mom about what you really do for a living, but don't treat me like an idiot, ok? I want to know if this is something I should be worried about, or if there is something I should know about. I guess I could just take him out next time I see him and ask him myself. You know I can do that.

Damn it. Why does she have to be so damn smart all the time? Why not just when I'm ready for it and think it is cute?

"Ok, Amy. I won't treat you like the idiot you are acting like. What did he look like, and how did he act?" She described him and his actions to me. Nothing to worry about; one of mine. Except a 13 year old girl had just made one of the best shadowers I had ever met. Maybe I should hire her!

"Don't worry about it, Amy. He's one of the good guys. Just a little added protection I arranged for my family."

"And your family would need added protection why?" Great. She wasn't going to let this go. I guess I was going to have to piss her off.

"Let me worry about that, ok sweetie? You just concentrate on being a teenager that doesn't irritate her parents too much. Ok?" That should just about do it.

She gave me another 'Amy' look.

"Strange, how someone who works in a hospital can arrange protection like that." She stomped off.

Well! That was fun. Wonder how long she would be mad at me about that?

I had trouble sleeping again that night, so I went down to the basement to watch TV again. Maybe the excitement about the upcoming weekend; I really did enjoy these times together. Maybe an uncomfortable feeling I had that I was not going to like the results of the investigations that were running. Maybe I was just secretly hoping Katie would come find me. Whatever the reason, I finally dozed off, only to wake up with Katie sitting on my lap kissing me.

"Hey, sleepy head. Couldn't stay awake waiting for me? If you are really tired, I can leave you alone tonight."

I put my arms around her and held her so she could not get away.

"You are not going anywhere, Little One. Now, what was this you were going to show me this morning that Amy would have picked up on?"

She grinned, giggled, and slowly took her clothes off. Not that she had a lot on anyway. The universal uniform, panties and a tee shirt. Then she just as slowly took my clothes off. I love it when she undresses me. Then she swallowed my cock all the way, and gave me one of the best blowjobs I had ever had. The things she does with her tongue, lips, hands and teeth had me filling her mouth within minutes. Then she sat down on me, taking me inside her before I could get soft, and proceeded to bring herself to an orgasm as I watched. I just love to watch her tremble and shake all over, with her head buried in my neck, kissing me and trying to keep from screaming her brains out.

We cuddled for a while, and then she started to cry. I instinctively knew this was not the usual happy cry. Something was wrong.

"What is it, pretty lady? Talk to me."

"You are going to hate me so much. I seduced you and started this whole thing and now I have to stop it. I'm so sorry!" she sobbed.

"Sweetheart, this has always been up to you, whenever you need it. We can stop whenever you feel the need to. But why do you have to stop it?"

"I don't want to! I love you so much, and you make me feel so good I cannot believe it. You and Victoria have been so nice to me, giving me a place to stay, and even talking about adopting me. And I repay Victoria for all her kindness by seducing her husband behind her back. The kids at school are right — I am just a slut." She sobbed brokenly against my chest.

This was going to be fun. I love problems this easy to solve. I lifted her head up, looked into her eyes, and wiped her tears away, kissing her gently.

"Katie... look at me. You are not a slut. Sluts sleep with multiple guys at once. You are not two-timing me are you? And you said you were seducing me behind Victoria's back. Would it help it I told her about it?" I teased, trying to get her to laugh.

She smiled shyly. "Well, I'm not sleeping with or making out with anyone else. I am dating someone, though." She looked at me nervously. "Is that ok?" Then what I said dawned on her. "No! Please don't tell Victoria! She would hate me! Not to mention she'd probably kill me and kick me out of the house!" She looked frantic. She did not seem to see the humor of being killed and then kicked out of the house.

"Of course it is ok. You should be dating boys your own age. Katie, you know I love Victoria very much. You said I was a nice, sweet guy. Did you ever wonder why I gave in to you so easily? Why I did these same things with Cindi?

"Well... because I seduced you and you couldn't resist, because I remind you of Cindi? Because you felt sorry for both of us? Because you get lonely and... you know... when Victoria is gone so much? I don't know."

I laughed. "You certainly are very pretty and sexy, Little One, and you would be hard to resist, but I think I could have managed it if I had wanted to." She blushed prettily. "The truth is, Katie, Cindi did seduce me the first time, but Victoria knew about it by the second time we made love. She approved of it, because of the good effects it was having on Cindi's recovery. She also told me in so many words that I was a fool and she would kick my butt if I did not make love to you. She has given me permission to be with you anytime she is out of town. Not only given permission, but strongly encouraged it."

"WHAT?!? Why would she do that? Why would she share someone like you with someone like me?" Katie looked stunned.

"Because she loves you. She knows I love you. She knows how much I miss Cindi and how much you remind me of her. She knows how hurt you have been, sexually and emotionally, and she knows I can help with that as I did with Cindi. Because we are grateful to you for saving Amy's life. We discussed things we could do for you in appreciation. She knew you were in love with me and the thing you wanted most in life was to make love to me. Was she right?" She blushed and looked down when I said that.

"Yes," she whispered shyly. "But, I would never try to take you away or make this a permanent arrangement or anything like that! I just want to enjoy you when I can."

"She knows that, Katie. No offence, pretty girl, but you could never take me away from Victoria. No one could. This is not meant to be permanent. You will someday fall in love with a wonderful man and you will not need this anymore. Until then, I am here anytime you need me. As long as Victoria is not in town. As long as you follow certain guidelines. Do not get pregnant. Do not bring diseases home from other guys. Do not tell anyone."

"I would never tell anyone! Those other things would all involve having sex with someone else, and I am just not interested in that. So, you really mean it is ok? She doesn't mind?"

"Yes. Now, shut up and make me happy, Little One!" I teased her.

Suddenly, I had 90 lbs of wiggly, squirmy Katie all over me, kissing, hugging, and sucking everything she could find to get her mouth on. Then she decided she wanted to do something special for me. First, she pretended she was Cindi. That was sad but nice also. Then she pretended she was Amy, giving herself to me for the first time. How hot was that?!? I do not even want to think about that anymore! By the time she left to go back to bed, I was exhausted. I was going to have to get some sleep one of these nights. It was not going to be tomorrow night, though, because Victoria was coming home. I told the girls they could sleep over at Rebecca's house if they wanted, but strangely, they both said no, they would just suffer through it. Giggle, giggle.

When I got home from work that evening and walked into the kitchen, I was greeted with the prettiest sight I could ever want to see. Victoria, Amy and Katie were all working together, cooking dinner. I just stood there and watched, and listened, before they knew I was there. Victoria was the essence of loveliness; at 37, she still looked no more than 25. Amy, looking so much like her, looked older than her 13, maybe 16. For some reason, I doubt it was accidental, they were wearing almost the same outfit. Finally, Katie, looking so different, yet so much like Cindi it took my breath away. The others looked happy, but Katie positively glowed. She was happier than I had ever seen her. I knew Victoria would be talking to me tonight! They were all mine for the whole weekend. Tonight was staying at home night. Tomorrow evening was dinner at Victoria's parents' house. Sunday was the birthday celebration at our house, with just us four.

As we were relaxing after dinner, teasing each other and just generally having a wonderful time, Victoria and I decided it was time to talk to them about Katie's future.

"Amy, Katie," Victoria said, "Your Dad and I have talked about it, and considering Katie's situation at home, we decided we would like to start proceedings to adopt Katie. Your Dad has looked into it and it should not be hard to do, and hopefully would not take that long. What do you girls think about that?"

Of course, Katie was excited. I had warned her not to let on that I had already mentioned it to her. Amy had a strange look on her face, one I could not read. Victoria noticed it too, and looked at me questioningly, but I did not know what was going on.

"Sure. That would be great," Amy said, then burst into tears, ran into her room, and closed the door. Victoria and I looked at each other in shock. We never would have even dreamed that Amy would have a problem with this. Katie started crying and looked devastated. I told Victoria I would talk to Amy and headed for her room. I knocked on the door.

"Amy. It's Daddy. Can I come in, sweetie?"

I heard a very tiny "yes". Amy was lying on her bed, sobbing her heart out. I have never been able to handle females crying. It just tears me up inside. Amy crying has always been particularly upsetting to me, maybe because she does it so seldom. This was several times in the last two months. Poor little thing. I sat down next to her on the bed, took her head and lay it in my lap, and just held her, stroking her hair. Finally, she calmed down a little.

"Want to tell me about it? A very upset little girl out there does not know why you do not want her to be your sister. Honey, how did we screw up? I honestly thought you would be happy about it; we wanted to surprise you. You and Katie seem to be so close..." I was thoroughly confused and upset that I had caused all this commotion. I could just imagine how Katie must feel.

Amy looked at me with big, sad eyes. What had I missed? I felt like I should know why she was crying. I braced myself for the chewing out I was going to get. Amy is not the most forgiving or diplomatic person when she is upset. Usually you did not have to guess what the problem was.

"God, Daddy, I am such a brat! Poor Katie, she must feel just awful. I really am happy for her, and I really think it is a great idea. I would love to have Katie as a sister. It just seems like... we are just forgetting about Cindi. I am so happy around Katie and it just feels like I should be missing Cindi and not being happy. When I heard we were going to adopt Katie, it just seemed we would not even need or remember Cindi anymore. I'm so sorry, I'm so silly, and now I've made a scene and Mom and Katie both probably hate me; Katie's so upset; I can feel how upset she is in my mind. And you have to listen to all this nonsense from me and I'm ruining your birthday weekend... Daddy, is this what they call a relapse? Am I having a relapse? I don't want to go back to the way I was before. Please help me, Daddy!" she cried as she started sobbing again.

I didn't know what to do. This was such a little thing, but it was so big to her.

"Honey, we don't have to adopt Katie right now. We don't have to adopt her at all. It was just an idea to help her. However, we can take our time and let you get used to it. She can still stay here just like she has been."

"No! I really don't mind. It's so important to her. She needs to belong to a family. I'm the idiot here, not her for wanting a family. I just need to calm down here for a while, and then go back out there and see if I can repair the damage I have just done. I hope it can be repaired. Tell them I'm ok and I'll be out in a little while."

"Amy, they love you. They will understand. Don't be so hard on yourself. I'll tell them."

I went back out to a sobbing, red, puffy eyed, almost hysterical Katie, with Victoria futilely trying to comfort her. I walked over, picked up Katie, and sat down on the couch with her in my lap. She buried her head in my chest and sobbed. Victoria looked lost, not knowing what to do. I smiled at her and told her it would be ok.

I finally got Katie to calm down. I sat her down between Victoria and me, so I could talk to them both.

"Katie, Amy thinks you hate her now."

"I don't hate her! I love her. I thought she hated me. I can find somewhere else to live. I don't want her to think I am pushing her out of her family. I can go somewhere else. I don't want to hurt her!"

"She doesn't want you to leave. She thinks it is wonderful that you would be her sister. She was just taken by surprise. She just thought we were all forgetting about Cindi." I cringed at the look of horror on Victoria's face. "She understands now how impossible that is. She's afraid she's having a relapse and she doesn't want to go back to how she was. We have to be gentle with her; she's a very hurt little girl. Just because she's been acting normal the last two weeks we tend to think everything is ok. Even though you have helped a lot, Katie, she still misses Cindi sometimes."

Amy finally came out of her room. She apologized to everyone, then took Katie by the hand and led her into her room, and closed the door. They came back out an hour later, laughing and joking and giggling as if nothing had ever happened. Teenagers! So resilient.

Later, when it was time to go to bed, I asked Amy if she needed to sleep with us tonight. She rolled her eyes and giggled.

"I don't think so! I would like to get some sleep! Besides, you might not be able to tell Mommy and me apart in the dark! Hmmm, on second thought..." Victoria swatted her on the butt for that. Both Katie and Amy hugged Victoria goodnight together, each whispering in an ear. Victoria blushed?!? I have to hear what they said!

Neither one of us bothered to wear any clothes to bed. We were both too excited for such unnecessary frills. Victoria was in a playful mood, however, as she proceeded to give me one of the best blowjobs in history. She kept bringing me right to the point of climaxing, then backing off and letting me calm down. I had a flashback of the first time Cindi had done that to me. Now I realized where she had gotten the idea. The little imp had been watching us! I looked over at the doorway and sure enough, two little wide-eyed faces were showing through the partially open door! They looked guilty and started to dive under cover until they heard me laugh. I smiled and mouthed "I love you!" to them as they watched. They mouthed it back as Victoria stopped long enough to ask me why I laughed. I told her it was because I loved her and she made me so happy. That was true. When she lowered herself down on me, taking me inside her, I understood why she had taken me so far with the blowjob. She was so wet! She exploded with her first orgasm as soon as I was inside her. Just in the short time it took me to peak, she had another orgasm. This was going to be a fun night! The two little faces looked stunned.

Later, as we were resting together, she looked at me and grinned. I knew that grin; I was in trouble.

"So," she whispered sexily, "how was Katie?" I looked to make sure our little voyeurs were no longer present.

"I thought she was fine tonight," I answered, deliberately misunderstanding her. "Once I explained why Amy... OW! What was that for?" I exclaimed, feigning hurt feelings after she punched me. I did not have to pretend it hurt physically.

"You know what I am talking about, smart aleck. How WAS she?"

"How do you know I did anything yet? I just said I would think about it."

"Are you kidding me? She was positively glowing tonight. Either you did, or she has been taken over by aliens." This was a fun game, but I decided I did not want to risk another punch, so I told her what she wanted to know.

"She was sweet, wonderful, very talented, not as good as you, but very enjoyable. She has also been very badly hurt, as you suspected." I told her the story Katie had told me. Katie had given me permission to tell Victoria. She had tears in her eyes, just as I did, when I first heard it. "Patrick John Phillips, you better tell me you made love to that poor girl after that story, or I'm going to beat you!"

"No, but I let her seduce me. Afterwards, she had a panic attack, thinking she was betraying you. I had to tell her that you knew." I heard Victoria laugh at that. I answered her unspoken question. "Yeah, she was freaked out, but once I convinced her it was true, she was happy." I told her all about that night. She insisted on the details.

"You make sure you keep that girl happy when I'm gone. She is way too precious to lose." Victoria ordered. Yes, ma'am!

"Since I told you about her, does that mean I can tell them all about our sex life?' I teased.

"What? You mean the stuff they didn't see tonight peeking through the door?" She giggled.

"You knew about that?" I asked, shocked.

"Hell, Cindi and Amy have been doing that for years. I figured with me gone so much, it was better than relying on you to give them the sex education talk!" This time I swatted her.

"Well, I did give them the talk." I told her about the experience with all the girls and the strip poker and sex talk. She was laughing hysterically by the time I was done.

"Damn! I'm going to have to watch it or I'm going to be sharing you with all those girls!" She didn't sound too distressed at the idea.

"Right. Just what they want. An old man and their friend's father to boot. They're not all like Katie, you know."

"Are you kidding? All of those girls would take you in a minute. Maybe at the same time, for all I know. Even the ones like Elizabeth and Emily who haven't the foggiest idea what sex is are hot for you, willing to learn." Great. I did not need to hear that! There is one good way to shut Victoria up. Well, from speaking, that is. She didn't say any coherent words for quite a while after that.

The next morning, we all had breakfast together. Amy and Katie looked tired, but then it was before noon. I asked them if they slept well last night.

"No," Amy complained. "Someone was torturing small animals all night long." Katie leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Oh! That was Mom and Dad? Who would have known? However, I think they deserve some recognition for their stamina, if nothing else." Smart-ass comedians. They both stood up and clapped long and loud. Both Victoria and I were blushing furiously. They finally got us good. Katie leaned over and whispered in a loud stage voice.

"I have some experience in these matters. They are really not very good. Your Dad climaxes way too soon and obviously does not care a wit about his partner's enjoyment. And your Mom shows an amazing lack of flexibility, inventiveness and interest. She just lays there like a bump on a log." She giggled and ducked as I threw a biscuit at her. Amy reached out nonchalantly and caught it without even looking. She caught me looking at her in surprise and she just smiled and shrugged her shoulders. Then Katie cringed in mock fear as I gave her a 'see if you get any more of my not very good technique' look. All of us were red now at Katie's crude remarks. I wondered how many other sides this girl has to her that we had not even seen yet.

The girls, including Victoria, decided they wanted to go shopping, so I decided to go with them for a change. I usually get bored very fast with shopping. They figured out that if they tried on sexy bathing suits occasionally, that would keep me attentive. Boy, did it! Then they had to try on panties and bras and they had to have my opinion on those. I told them I could not really tell unless I could see them as they were taken off, or took them off myself. Katie said "ok" and giggled, Amy turned red and got tongue tied, Victoria whispered "later". We had a fun time all day. They even let me look at some electronic stores. They rolled their eyes, but they smiled patiently while I played. Mainly because Victoria looked with me, since she is an electronics geek also. It also gave us a chance to neck and embarrass the girls.

We got home mid afternoon. The girls decided what they were going to wear to the dinner that night. Then we all decided to take a nap, since we would probably be up late. Of course, we all piled into the same bed to nap. I didn't actually sleep; I just watched three very beautiful females as they slept. I love to watch them sleep. When I got bored with that, I would tickle Amy or Katie's ear and watch them swat at it in their sleep. I tickled Victoria in another, more fun place. After the third time, I found out she wasn't as asleep as I thought; she whispered that if I kept that up, she was going to have to kick the girls out of the room. I suggested we go into Amy's room. One of these days when I really want to gross Amy out, I will have to tell her we made love in her bed!

Dinner that night was interesting. Victoria's parents are nice people. They adopted her when she was 16 years old. She had been living in foster homes from the time she was two years old until they adopted her. She was just elated when she finally found a permanent family. I understood exactly what she went through, as I had gone through a similar situation. She does not talk about it much, but I think she had a much tougher time of it than I did. As Amy said once, something happened that made her so frantic to protect her babies at all costs. I suspect there are things about her early teen years that we did not know and that she would love to forget.

I usually can't resist, when we get together with her parents, to take the opportunity to find out things about her past. This time I was checking up on something she told me after the incident at the fair. I was talking to her Father in the study, alone.

"By the way, I wanted to thank you for the self-defense courses that you let Victoria take when she was young. They have really helped out with teaching the girls some things they need to know." By now, I pretty much figured the response I was going to get.

"Well, I wish we could take credit for that, but we never had her in any such classes that I know of. Maybe it was before we adopted her. She always was pretty graceful, though." He proceeded to tell me several stories from her mid teens. I love to hear those stories. He got a brilliant idea just as the others came into the room.

"Would you like to see all her pictures in the family album? We found it the other day when we cleaning up." He pulled it out of a drawer.

"Dad... Patrick and the girls don't want to see all that old stuff." Victoria protested.

"Yes we do!" we all yelled in unison. Wow! It had been a long time since I had received a dirty look like that from Victoria. I try to avoid getting that look. I am scared of her, but Amy's not. She laughed at her. We spent quite some time looking at the pictures. It was remarkable how much she and Amy looked alike when Victoria was 13. You could literally mistake one for the other. Then he pulled out the real special picture.

"This is one we just found the other day. I hope this does not upset you, Victoria. This is the only picture we have of her from her original family. It shows her Mom, Dad, and brother with her when she was about two years old. Isn't she cute?" Unfortunately, there was no response, because it was at exactly that moment that Katie and I both had an attack of the clumsies and we both dropped our glasses on the floor, shattering them in a hundred pieces. After much apologies and helping to clean up the mess, the album was forgotten, to Victoria's relief.

Katie and I managed not to make any more messes the rest of the night. I noticed Amy giving us some curious looks periodically. I knew she was reading my emotions and I was upset about something. I was trying not to show it until I could check out something at home. Something was bothering Katie too; I did not need emotional reading ability to see that she could not sit still. I knew that nosey little Amy was not going to let the evening pass without bugging me about it. Sure enough, a few minutes later I felt her sidle up close to me.

"So... mister sure fingers, I don't think I have ever seen you drop a wine glass before. Waste of good wine. You seem somewhat upset. Want to talk about it?" She smiled at me so sweetly. Amy really is a sweetheart — she loves to help people. We have always been open with each other and pleasant to each other when we overstep the boundaries of privacy. I am sure knowing that made my answer even more confusing to her.

"No, Amy, I don't want to talk about it. If I wanted to talk about it with you, I would have come to you. Why don't you go bother your mother for a while?" I snapped at her, turned around and walked away. I don't know why I snapped at her like that. Something was bothering me, some feeling of doom or distress, and I was distracted. I would never have talked to Amy that way otherwise. When I looked at her later, she did not look like her feelings were hurt; she was just looking at me with a sad and worried look on her face. I need not have worried about hurting her feelings; Amy had a cause now. Daddy was upset about something, so she made it a point to stay as close to me as she could, touching me and holding my arm any chance she got. I wasn't so distracted that I didn't appreciate it. Just do not bug me about my emotions when I did not have them sorted out myself. I was trying desperately to figure out what it was that was bothering me. Something about Victoria's childhood just was not right. I could not put my finger on what it was that I saw or heard that was out of place, but whatever it was, it had triggered either some unpleasant memories or deep-seated concerns. Whatever it was, it was worrying me and I was scared since somehow I knew it involved Victoria.

The rest of the evening was pleasant enough, although I must admit I didn't remember much of it. Amy stuck to me all night like glue. It wasn't unpleasant, as she really is a very pleasant and very pretty young lady, and she did not bug me anymore about talking to her. Katie still seemed antsy about something, but it did not seem critical. Otherwise, everyone had a good time. The ride home was quiet. I really didn't feel like talking, and Victoria noticed that. Amy and Katie dozed in the backseat. As we prepared for bed, Amy gave me a big, close, special hug and kiss, and then looked at me with those marvelous eyes of hers, full of concern and worry. She laid her cheek against mine, her mouth to my ear.

"I love you, Daddy, so very much. No matter what, I love you. Remember that. No matter what," she whispered. Then she went to bed. Katie gave me a somewhat distracted hug, and headed for bed also. When Victoria and I went to bed, she just quietly held me close, letting me feel the love she had for me. She could sense something was wrong. She could also sense I couldn't talk about it yet. For the first time since as far back as I could remember, we didn't make love. Somehow she knew I couldn't. She knew I just needed her close. We held each other close all night long. Sometime during the night, Amy came in, and when I awoke the next morning, she was cuddled close to the other side of me. That was about the only joy I was to experience that day.

I was even worse after we got up Sunday. After I got out of bed with Victoria and Amy, I wandered around the house like a lost puppy. I just couldn't snap myself out of it. I yelled at Amy again. She just smiled sweetly at me and told me she loved me. Later that afternoon I yelled at Katie when she wanted to talk to me and she ran out of the room in tears. A few minutes later, Victoria came into the room. She took me by the hand and led me into our bedroom, and closed the door. She looked unhappy.

"Ok, you have yelled at Amy twice now. Katie is in tears, because her Daddy doesn't love her anymore. It is my turn now. Yell at me, get it over with, and then maybe you can tell me what this is all about." She looked really worried.

"I don't know what is wrong. If I knew, I would tell you. I just have this dreadful feeling that something is terribly wrong, that disaster is about to strike me. I wish I knew. I can't believe I yelled at Katie. And Amy. Please tell them I love them. I'm too ashamed to face them."

"I have an idea," Victoria said brightly, trying to cheer me up. "Let's exchange presents now instead of this evening." She called out to the girls, then took me by the hand and led me out to the living room.

I insisted that we give Victoria her presents first. I did not feel that I deserved any, the way I was acting. Suddenly, I understood how Amy was feeling after Cindi died. How she was acting out, knew she was doing it, felt awful about it, but just couldn't help herself.

I gave Victoria a bracelet she had wanted and that I loved too. It was a pearl string, with delicate gold chains on either side. It was beautiful. She was ecstatic. The girls got her things she was just as excited about. I don't even remember what they were. I was happier, laughing and having a good time. The darkness had receded for a while at least. Victoria gave me a new watch. Amy got me sweet little things that I would treasure later, but didn't remember what it was at the time. Even Katie got me something. Then, Amy said she had one more special present. As she went to get it, the phone rang. She answered it, and then came back to me.

"It's for you, Daddy."

"Tell them to call back later," Victoria snapped. It seemed my lousy mood of before was rubbing off.

"He said it was important. He needs to talk to Dad immediately." Amy sounded concerned.

I took the call in the office. I knew who it was before I even answered the phone.

"Patrick, it is John Haskin. Happy birthday to you and Victoria."

"Thank you, John. We appreciate the good wishes. But that is not why you called, is it?"

He sighed. "I'm afraid not. Patrick, I looked over all the information on Cindi's accident. I'm afraid we missed something very important in the original investigation. The truck driver was dead before the collision. He had a bullet wound in the head. Someone else steered that truck and set the fire before escaping out the passenger door. I'm afraid it was no accident."

"You're telling me Cindi was murdered?" I whispered. "How did you miss this on the original investigation?" Oh God, Cindi, forgive me for not protecting you!

"I'm afraid so. I don't know how it was missed. Parts of the autopsy report were inexplicitly left out of the police report. We're investigating that." What he didn't say was more important than what he said. "I'm also afraid I have some more bad news for you."

"What could you tell me worse than this?" I asked, my voice breaking. What could be worse than killing my little girl? I found out; trying to kill my other little girl.

"The Director of the Microbiology Laboratory at the hospital just called me. He hasn't been able to reach you. He has asked me to initiate an attempted murder investigation for Amy's illness. It seems the virus she was infected with was an engineered virus, the kind developed by Biological Warfare Laboratories. He says there is no way she could have been infected accidentally, especially since she was the only one infected. She was very lucky; that virus has a near 100% fatality rate, with the few survivors succumbing to a relapse within a week."

Suddenly I was calmer. I thought I knew what I had been dreading.

"We will be investigating both of these crimes. I assure you we will find those responsible and bring them to justice.

"Pull your people out, John. I will take care of this one," I whispered.

"Patrick... we have discussed this before. I have seen how you work in this type of situation before. I will not have the streets of my city filled with dead bodies. You and Victoria are dear friends, but I cannot let you do this."

"You can't stop it, John. It's going to happen whether I want it to or not. Get your people clear. I don't want any of them on my conscience." I hung up the phone.

I sat there, berating myself. I had failed Cindi. She had died because I didn't protect her. I had suspected what Victoria really did after San Francisco. I had known for sure after I had met Robert, after the incident at the Fair. I had stopped digging after that meeting because I had recognized Robert. He didn't know me, but I knew of him. Still, I had trusted them to protect my girls, instead of doing it myself. They had failed; I had failed. But for Cindi's strange powers, Amy would be dead too. Cindi saved Amy, I killed Cindi. How could I tell Victoria that her baby had been murdered? What would happen if — when — she found out that I had the ability to protect her babies and had failed not once, but twice? How could she continue to love me, live with me after that? How could Amy stand to look at me, her Dad, who had let her twin be killed, had put her through all her suffering? These thoughts continued to swirl and build in my head as I outwardly calmed myself to go out to face my family, for probably the last birthday I would ever spend with them.

I actually appeared calm and happy when I rejoined the family. I told Victoria the call was nothing important. Amy and Katie were not fooled. They could read my emotions, could see the intense turmoil in my mind. They had an almost scared look on their faces. Amy said she had one more special present for me. She handed me a four-inch cube box.

"This was Cindi's present for you, Daddy," she said almost fearfully. I opened it slowly. Inside was a crystal sphere. Inside the sphere were tendrils of bright green and bright blue, the colors of Amy and Cindi's eyes. Etched in the glass was an inscription. It said, "Love me. Trust me." Suddenly, images flooded my mind, showing me what had happened in that hospital room. I remembered it all. Suddenly, I couldn't take anymore. I got up from the chair and walked out to the patio, to gaze out over the landscape. Amy, Katie and Victoria watched me go with surprised looks on their faces. I heard Amy whisper.

"Mommy! He is not ok!" She said fearfully.

Just when I thought things could not possibly get worse, I suddenly realized what was not right with Victoria's childhood. I remembered a picture in an envelope in my bottom desk drawer, underneath all the papers. A picture I had only looked at once and nobody else had ever seen. I walked back into my office, and took out the envelope, removing the picture. The only picture I had of my original family. A picture of a Mom, Dad, and a little girl and a little boy. I turned it over and saw an inscription on the back, an inscription I had never seen before, with a date on it. It said:

"Mom, Dad and the two year old twins... Patrick and Victoria." It was exactly the same picture I had seen at Victoria's parents' house last night. With shaking hands, I put the picture back where I found it.

I felt the darkness closing in. I knew this meant I had lost Victoria forever. How could she stay married to me once she saw this picture? I could not hide it from her. How could any of them want to be around the one who had failed to protect Cindi, had failed to protect Amy? I didn't even want to live anymore. I felt my body, my mind closing down as my mind reeled under the multiple shocks it had received. As I felt myself sinking to the floor, tears running down my face, I dimly heard Amy and Katie scream as I saw Victoria walk through the doorway.

"Mommy! Daddy needs you! He is not ok!"

At the same time, I heard Victoria yell "Amy! Get in here and help me with your Dad! Now!" That was the last thing I remembered before I blacked out.