Sherri & Me

 Graduation from high school is a milestone in every person’s life and mine was no different. Graduation marked the end of my life in the foster care system. Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t a bad life but the walls that surround you in it limit both your mobility and your choices. One thing I learned during my years in its care is that there is a price to be paid for everything as nothing is freely given. The state used the money in my trust fund to pay my caregivers so that I may stay in their “loving” home. I also learned that everyone has an agenda whether it is the church foisting it’s brand of “faith” or meeting the expectations and “desires” of the males (regardless of age) of the family which creates an unspoken bond between the parties involved and made my life easier.

 I had kept in touch with my family over the years and my aunt and uncle kindly offered me a place to live (at a price $) until I got my feet planted. Dave was off to college and Candy had dropped out of high school and run off with her boyfriend Jerry and got married. Sherri still lived at home as did Jimmy but he was out more than in. I had little trouble getting a job as a waitress at a tavern on the corner of our street. It was less than half-a-mile walk from the house and afforded me the luxury of my own money. My goals were clear to me, forged in the dark hallways and bedrooms of the places I stayed. First, I would save enough money to purchase a used car (as it would grant me mobility which equated with freedom to me). Second, I would use that mobility to attend school, as furthering my education would allow me the chance to become one of the medical care-giving team who had so inspired me when I was young, as well as financial security. It took me several months of long hours at the bar, whose male patrons lived down to my lowest expectations of ass grabbing and thinly veiled sexual innuendo. I found a smile and a little flirtation greatly increased the size of my tips and probably made me the centerpiece of many a wet dream. The day finally arrived when I could afford a car and from the moment I slid behind the wheel I knew I could never again live without a working car in my possession. For the first time in my life I felt I had an element of control in my life. Up till than I was restricted to the distance I could travel by walking, now the horizon beckoned.

 Sherry and I shared the same room Candy and her had. Such togetherness created the type of intimacy only roommates and sister’s can know. Late at night we spoke about the events that brought us to this point in our lives. Sherri had picked up all the slack left by Candy’s absence, helping Pat with cleaning the house, preparing the meals and doing laundry. Her ready willingness to assist with these chores forged a bond with her mother the other children had not. Dave, being the oldest, had the lion’s share of expectations fall on his shoulders. It was expected he would set the standard for the others to follow, both in scholarship and career aspirations. The weight of such responsibility had made him a somber and serious individual to be around. Jimmy was the polar opposite of Dave; his performance in school was lackluster at best. To his credit he had been the first to get a job and used his earnings to buy a car and partied at every opportunity. He ran with a fast crowd and ran at life very hard, drinking more than he should and engaging in sex with every girl he could. It had been rough on Sherri when Candy first left and both boys fucked her daily at least once but as time passed and the thrill of exploration wore off and the frequency of sexual activity tapered off to the occasional quickie. Both boys moved on to making new girlfriends and rarely needed to relieve their tension with her. Sherri had developed an appetite for having her pussy stretched and didn’t have the luxury of being able to make time for a social life for herself with school and performing all the chores around the house she was expected to do. My arrival had been quite timely, as she had been considering running off as Candy had. She missed the intimacy the boys had shared with her when they were fucking her and felt like an unappreciated maid in her own home.

 I told her about my voyage through the foster care system during the intervening years. The men and boys who had visited my room to stretch both my patience and my pussy, always with the nagging knowledge these people were paid by the state to look after me. I was not loved, just a paying boarder in their home. Some people would have had their spirit crushed by such circumstances. I used it to forge the determination to take control of my life and shape my own destiny. My heart had grown cold over the years as I built a wall about it to protect it’s all too often abuse. We are only hurt when we allow others to hurt us and I was determined that would never happen again. Love is something you feel, while sex is something you do (like playing a sport). I learned the only real difference between a lady (as my catholic faith taught me to be) and the woman I was becoming was the courage to say yes when common sense says no. Between working and helping Sherri with the household chores the time passed quickly. I was able to save enough money to purchase a car and enroll in the local community college to begin taking the basic courses required to get a degree in nursing. Needless to say I didn’t have time to cultivate a social life. It was soon Thanksgiving and the family gathered for the annual feast at which Uncle Cal announced he was taking Aunt Pat on a romantic cruise over the Christmas holiday. Aunt Pat was stunned, as were the rest of us, but her elation at the thought of taking an actual vacation was clear. In the days and weeks that followed we all chipped in to buy them a set of matched luggage for the trip. Sherri and I planned and prepared a going away celebration for them. All shed many tears, as this would be Pat and Cal’s first Christmas without their children. Dave and Jimmy packed the car and drove them to the airport while Sherri and I cleaned up the mess made by the send off bash. It had been a long day for the two of us and I went to bed early. I was soon engulfed by a deep sleep.

 I don’t know how long I had been asleep when I was awakened by sounds coming from across the hall. I glanced at Sherri’s bed to see she wasn’t in it and the door to our room was wide open. My curiosity aroused I got out of bed and crept across the hallway to see Sherri being fucked by Jimmy while she sucked Dave’s cock. I slipped out of my nightgown and panties tossing them back into our room. I strode into the room to stand naked by the side of the bed. I tapped Dave’s shoulder to get his attention and asked, “Mind if I join you or is this a private party?” Sherri paused in her ministrations of Dave’s cock to smile and take my hand placing it on Dave’s turgid cock while nodding her approval. Dave was already aroused and needed no encouragement as he lept off the bed taking my hand to lead me from the bedroom to the living room. By the dim light of the Christmas tree he stepped back from me as he motioned for me to turn around that he might see my naked form in it’s entirety. As I spun slowly a smile crossed his face as he nodded his approval. He stepped forward placing one hand on my ass while the other went behind my neck to draw me close and kiss me. Our lips parted as we kissed slowly, deeply. Our hands traveled slowly over each other’s bodies seeking to familiarize themselves with territory long untraveled. As his fingers sank between the folds of my pussy I shuddered at his touch while grasping his cock with my hand. It felt good to touch and be touched. I sank to my knees too examine his long unseen tool and eagerly wrapped my lips around it to lick and suck it; he groaned his approval as I tasted and smelled his musky manhood. His strong arms pulled me to my feet and then led me to the couch where he seated himself sliding down the backrest until his back lay flat on the seat cushion. He spread his legs bending them at the knee to plant his feet firmly on the floor. He motioned for me to straddle his body while holding his cock erect to allow me to slide down it’s magnificent length while it’s girth took my breath away. It had been a while since my last fuck so I took my time wedging his saliva coated cock into my tight pussy. It felt wonderful to once again know the pairing of bodies fucking brings. I leaned forward bracing my hands on either side of his body to rock my pelvis against his, setting both the depth and pace at which we would fuck. I bent further forward to gently brush my nipples across his chiseled chest as I rocked my hips. As I did so I felt hands spread my ass-cheeks allowing Jimmy to wedge his cock in my virgin ass. Mercifully he had just cum in Sherri’s cunt so his cock was well lubricated with their combined fluids. Each time I swiveled my hips to trail my clit over Dave’s cock my ass was filled with more of Jimmy’s. I felt Jimmy bend his body over mine so that his hands could reach around my body to grasp my swelling breasts. I had never been fucked by two men before at the same time, at times it felt glorious and at other times like I was being sawed in half. My virgin ass resisted his efforts but he eventually drove every inch of his cock into me. Each time I instinctively rocked my hips on Dave’s cock Jimmy’s ravaged my ass. The sweat rolled off me as my body accustomed itself to this new position and my passion soared. Jimmy began to pile drive his cock into me as I felt his cock swell, he groaned as he exerted every effort to stem the flood of jizz his body ached to release. I increased the tempo of my hips as my cunt muscles squeezed against Dave’s cock. Dave’s breathing became rattling gasps as his cock-head swelled deep inside my cunt. Dave’s hands grasped my head to draw my lips to his, our lips parted as our swollen tongues did battle. Dave sucked the air out me as he struggled not to come only to feel my cervix spasm as I came. He blew his load of hot life giving sperm into me, followed almost in the same instant by Jimmy’s. Our exhausted bodies sank into a human sandwich with me as the meat. With Sherri’s help Jimmy staggered up as Dave’s hands encircled my body to hug me, he whispered in my ear, “You were my first and are still the best.” I smiled and kissed him squeezing my cervix around his dwindling beast as I lifted my head to stare into his eyes and smiled. We lay together wrapped in each other’s arms as I felt a warmth I had not known before radiate from my uterus. We all returned to the master bedroom to suck and fuck until the rays of dawning light shown through the window.

 The week passed quickly with Sherri and I having our pussies stretched multiple times daily by the boys. It was almost a relief for Cal and Pat to come home as this gave both Sherri and I a break in the action. I was able to get an undisturbed night’s rest for the first time since they left. I could refocus on the task of achieving my goals. I soon realized the boys would use every opportunity that presented itself to satisfy their needs. When I missed two periods I realized all my dreams could be lost because I had acted stupidly and was torn apart by the dilemma I faced. Marriage was out of the question, as was having a child. The issue resolved itself but taught me the value of being prepared and to focus on the task at hand (finishing school).  

 

 

                                                        Candy’s Dilemma

 My cousin had taken advantage of her gender to seduce me with her salacious attentions and my brother had succeeded in deflowering me while under her spell. Dave (with Debbie’s help) saw and touched what no other male had. To make matters worse, it had felt wonderful which made me feel awful. My Catholic upbringing had taught me that only the most debase of women felt and acted in such a fashion. Sex out of wedlock was a sin but sex with my own brothers was unthinkable. We had crossed a line that both the church and society abhorred. I was violated and I should feel ashamed and be repentant but the truth was as bad as should have been it was the most wonderful feeling I had ever experienced. It didn’t seem to bother the others, as a matter of fact they seemed to take every opportunity that presented itself to flaunt their debase desires and engage in wonton acts of sex. I avoided the four of them by spending every free waking moment with my boyfriend Jerry. Jerry was awed by the ease with which he was able to seduce me after month’s of failed attempts to get to second base. To alleviate my newly awakened sexual desires I engaged in sex with Jerry at every opportunity only to be disappointed by his performance. Don’t get me wrong he was a loving and attentive partner and it was nice but it didn’t hold a candle next to the nova Dave had ignited. Vacation quickly ended and Debbie returned to the boarding school leaving my sister and I to satisfy our brother’s carnal desires. In the weeks and months that followed I was able to evade their advances until.

 Late one night as I lay in my bed pondering my unrelieved sexual tension and trying to focus on the rhythm of sister’s breathing to distract my carnal thoughts I heard movement in the hallway. The soft footsteps passed my room and entered the bathroom. I heard the lid of the toilet strike the tank and the telltale tinkle of a male urinating in the bowl, it had to be one of the boys. Mustering my courage I decided it was time to confront my fears and resolve this one way or another. I slipped out of my bed and into the hallway. I peered around the open bathroom door to see Dave shaking the last drops from his semi erect cock. Ever so quietly I closed the bedroom door behind me and nestled into the shadow of the bathroom doorway awaiting his emergence into the hallway. As he stepped out of the bathroom into the hallway I confronted him.

 “Well what do we have here?” he whispered. “Dave, you had no right!” I shot back in a harsh whisper, my body trembling with righteous indignation. There was a pause and Dave shot back: “Have I bothered you? Has Jimmy? Sherry? No! You want an apology? You’re not going to get it. Sis, you are one terrific fuck. You didn’t object then and from all appearances had a great time. We all had a great time that night. Than you went all Ice Princess on us. You got hang ups they’re your own. We won’t bother you.” His words hit home like a hammer, leaving me dumbfounded. He strode by me and proceeded down the hallway to his room. I watched his retreating form and realized I had a decision to make and quickly. A good girl, a smart girl would have gone back to bed but I had to know. I strode down the hallway and intercepted him at his doorway and grabbed his arm before he could grasp the doorknob and turned his body to face mine. He glared at me as my hands grasped the neckline of my nightgown and drew it off my body.  Naked I fell to my knees before him as my hands sought out the folds of his robe and reached inside parting it as my fingers traced across his naked form to his now flaccid cock grasping it, I guided it to my mouth. I sucked his glorious virgin killer deep into my throat, stifling an urge to gag as I energetically sucked his man meat. He groaned his approval as his hands grasped the sides of my head and bobbed it against his crotch. His cock throbbed in response to my ministrations and his hips swayed. I could feel his man meat swell with blood as it steadily swelled pulsing ever faster as his heartbeat raced. As the shaft lengthened I ran my tongue along its length allowing my eyes to feast close up on the object of my forbidden desire. The veins along its length began to bulge and the unblinking orifice from which his spunk would soon explode punctuated its crowning head. My examinations were halted when his hands sank to grasp my shoulders and his strong arms lifted me to my feet. His arms encircled me and drew me into his impassioned embrace. His face drew close to mine and our lips parted for a slow, deep kiss. It was my turn for my heart to race as he trailed kisses over my face and neck and across my chest to my now swelling breast. His warm breath signaled the approach of his lips but his tongue only traced the outline of each areola without touching the nipple. I gasped as he gathered me in his strong arms and carried me to the living room where he gently laid me on the couch. He sank to his knees beside the couch, our eyes met and a smile crossed his face as he bent to kiss me again. As one hand pushed my long hair from my face the other trailed down my body and across the close cropped hair of my pelvis to insinuate his fingers between the folds of my labia. I willingly spread my legs to grant him access to the shrouded vault of my womanhood. Gently at first and than with increasing pressure his fingers sank between my labial folds tracing the length of the valley there, back and forth. Moisture flowed from deep within me and out my now weeping orifice lubricating my gash and causing my pearl of pleasure to emerge from its hiding place. His fingers outlined the base of my clitoris without actually touching it. My heart raced and my breathing became shallow and quick as he stoked the flames of my passion and my abdomen convulsed at his touch. Our eyes met and I couldn’t believe my ears as I said; “Do it now, please.” A smile crossed his lips and a sparkle came into his eye as he whispered back; “Do what, Sis? What do you want me to do?” I understood what he wanted to hear and beseeched him: “Fuck Me! Stick your glorious cock in my pussy, Big Brother!” Hearing this he smiled and rose slowly from his kneeling position to his feet and backed across the floor to the middle of the living room and laid on his back on the floor. His cock rose like a mighty flagpole from his crotch as he turned to me and grasping his cock with his hand said; “This what you want? Come and get it, Sis.” His implication was clear, this time it was all on me. I stood and swallowing my pride strode across the room to straddle his thighs. As I squatted he took my hand and placed it on his cock saying; “You put it in.” My hand grasped his cock and I rubbed it along the folds of my labia until it touched the entrance to my womanhood. The girth of his cock was larger than Jimmy's and Jerry’s and I gasped as his magnificent cock stretched my cervical canal as I wedged it into me driving its length into my body I sank slowly onto his. I groaned my approval as his beast by the nature of it’s curved girth and length touched parts inside me no other man had. As our pubic hairs met and the head of his cock touched something wonderful deep inside me and I paused to savor the moment with a shuddering gasp. “Big Brother, I love your cock!” I groaned.

 My body seemed to develop a mind of its own as I began to grind my pelvis against his rubbing my clit against his rod. My passion rose to heights I had not thought possible. The world around me evaporated, time stood still, all that mattered was the feelings this living, pulsing thing deep inside me was evoking in the very core of my being. I bent forward placing my hands on the floor on either side of his body. My nipples were brushing his chest as I rocked to and fro my long hair draped his face. I could feel his hands on my hips as his hips swiveled to meet my movements. I felt as if all the muscles in my body were contracting around his cock. Our slow deliberate movements, my grasping cervix encouraged his cock to swell deep inside me changing the drip of lubricants inside me to a stream. My body wanted, no demanded he surrender his life giving semen to the altar deep inside me. Just as I felt his cock could swell no more, it spewed its warm load of glorious spunk deep into my cervix filling my uterus. My world exploded as every muscle in my body went into spasm and I sank against his chest his strong arms embraced me as wave after wave of his life giving sperm filled my cavity until it seeped out of my body and onto his beneath me. His hand rose from my back to brush the strayed hair from my face and we kissed, a kiss that seemed to go on forever.

 When my senses finally returned I could hear Sherry’s voice saying; “Sis, we could all take lessons from you.” I turned my head to see a Sherry’s naked form sitting on Jimmy’s lap, one arm around her shoulder while the other hand massaged her crotch. Both were staring at us with rapt attention. Like a cat Sherry uncurled herself from Jimmy’s lap and stood to allow Jimmy to rise. Jimmy stood and strode over to us he offered his hand to me to help me up. His gentlemanly intentions were betrayed by the erection protruding from his crotch. Reluctantly I took his hand and arouse from the floor and Dave’s embrace. As I stood Jimmy fondled my now sensitive breasts. He bent to suckle each nipple and led me to the couch as my sister sank to her knees next to Dave. My eyes never left Dave’s as I sat on the couch watching with some envy as my younger sister took our older brother’s cock in hand and licked our fluid mixture from it. Dazedly I looked on as Sherry suckled Dave’s magnificent cock back to life. Meanwhile Jimmy knelt between my legs placing his arms beneath my knees to lift and spread my legs wider as he drove his cock into my now well-lubricated snatch. I barely noticed as I watched Dave rise from the floor to a standing position pulling Sherry with him. His hands cupped her ass as she straddled his hips her arms encircled his neck. Dave spread his legs slightly and bent his knees to support her weight (of maybe eighty pounds). Her pussy readily sank onto his resurrected tool. Dave turned to face me and Sherry let go her grip around his neck allowing her body to fall backward until she was all but standing on her head. I could clearly see his cock pistoning in and out of her. I envied her his intruder’s touch. My eyes were drawn to his face to see he was staring at me, our eyes locked. I knew he was putting on a show for me and it excited me. My body began to respond to Jimmy’s strokes. Dave’s eyes and mine never parted, our spirits intertwined and the lust we shared radiated across the room. The four of us came as one.

 In the weeks and months that followed Dave and I shared a torrid affair that melted any inhibitions I may have had until I missed my period. The weeks that followed I tried to dismiss my most secret fear until nature forced me to confront it as I missed my second period and than a third. I knew I had to leave lest my passion expose us all. I told Jerry I was pregnant and of course he proposed. Jerry joined the service and we quietly got married and left the state. It would be years before we returned to our hometown. 

                   

 

When I got back to the spare bedroom which I used as my office, I found her lying face down on the bed.

I looked at her laying there, her cute arse covered by her short skirt.

“Too bad she doesn’t have her legs spread.” I thought to myself as I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself to one side of her legs.

I’d often fantasized having sex with her ever since she’d started to grow into womanhood.

I poured some massage oil onto my hands and began to gently massage her calves.

Feeling her young flesh under my fingers was not doing me any good at all, I could feel my cock starting to respond inside my shorts.

Then I had an idea.

Maybe I could get a quick peek at her pantied covered crotch while I was doing this.

True, it wouldn’t do the state of my cock any good, but it’d give me a mental image to pull myself over later on.

I moved myself down to the end of the bed and asked her to spread her legs on the pretext of being able to massage the insides of her calves.

To my surprise, she didn’t object at all and instead just spread her legs apart for me.

I then began to massage the insides of her legs and started working my oily fingers upwards along her legs, heading slowly but surely towards her backside.

Because her legs were now spread apart, it caused her skirt to become tight which in turn also caused it to lift upwards.

As I brought my fingers back towards her heels, I quickly ducked my head downwards to look up beneath her slirt.

What I saw shocked me.

She wasn’t wearing any panties.

There before my amazed glaze was her naked pussy staring back at me.

I couldn’t believe my luck.

The best I’d hoped for was a glimpse at her pantied covered crotch, maybe even being able to see the bulge of her pussy pressing against her panties.

But this was perfect.

So at first, I stayed down near her heels working my fingers back and forth along her lower calves, at the same time taking every opportunity to perv up under her skirt.

By this time, my cock was rock hard inside my shorts and was tenting my shorts away from my body.

It badly ached for some form of release.

I looked at her lying there before me, she had her eyes closed and had a slight smile on her face, enjoying the massage no doubt.

I then decided to do something rather dangerous, I started massaging just the one calf and at the same time, I reached down with my free hand and slipped my cock free from its prison.

Now I was stroking my naked cock with one hand while at the same time, still pretending to massage her legs.

I knew I was taking one hell of a chance doing this, but by now, my cock was doing my thinking for me.

I was trying to keep a check on her eyes to make dam sure she still had them closed, but I also wanted to be able to see her naked cunt as I pulled myself off behind her.

I leaned my head down enough to be able to see up under her skirt again and it was while I was staring at her naked cunt that it happened.

Suddenly, I felt myself starting to cum.

I quickly took the hand I was massaging her leg with and cupped it under the head of my cock, catching most but not all of my hot cum inside my hand.

Some drops landed on the back of her left leg.

“What was that?” she asked starting to turn her head back my way.

I knew I had to do something quick.

I shoved my cock, (which was starting to become limp again) back inside my shorts and picked up the bottle of massage oil and before she really had a chance to see what had landed on her leg, poured some oil onto my cum.

“Just putting some more oil onto your leg, sweetheart.” I replied, hoping she wouldn’t notice my flushed state.

She was now looking back at me and as I still had cum inside my cupped hand and it was starting to leak between my fingers, all I could do was to lean forward and rub my cum and the oil together along her leg.

“Oh.” Was all she said before once again turning her face back towards the bed covers and closing her eyes once more.

I stared at my cum and the oil mixed together, being spread along her leg and nearly burst out laughing at the thought that now she had cum on her and didn’t even know it.

Partly sexually satisfied, I once again started using both hands on her legs.

As I slowly worked my fingers up towards her thighs, I wondered if I could get my fingers up close to her cunt.

That’d be one hell of a buzz, having my fingers close enough to be able to touch her cunt.

While she didn’t know that I knew she wasn’t wearing any panties, I was hoping that she was enjoying the massage enough, so that she wouldn’t realize just how far up her legs my fingers were going.

I began to rub my fingers upwards, an inch at a time.

I reached the hem of her skirt with no word from her that I was going too far, so I kept on massaging her flesh, slowly, but surely massaging my fingers just under the hem of her skirt.

Still, she didn’t say a word about how far up her thighs my fingers had worked themselves.

Because the skirt was pulled tightly around her hips, there really was no way I could reach her backside.

I continued to massage what part of her thighs I could; wishing all the while that I could massage her cunt lips with my fingers, but knowing there was no hope in hell of being able to do that.

So I tried something different.

“Could you please close your legs a bit?” I asked, hoping she wouldn’t want to know why I wanted her to do so.

She closed her legs together until I felt both legs touching my knees which were in between her legs.

What this had done was to loosen her skirt enough to allow my hands to slip under the skirt and hopefully, I’d get the chance to start massaging the cheeks of her arse.

I slowly began to work my fingers back up her legs until once again, my fingers slipped under the hemline of her skirt.

In a way, I was surprised that she hadn’t yet noticed just how far up her legs my fingers had worked themselves.

But I wasn’t about to start asking any questions.

I felt the curve of her cheeks beneath my fingers under her skirt and emboldened by her total lack of response to having my fingers now on her naked arse, began to massage them into her young flesh.

“Mmm” She groaned. “That’s nice.” She said as my fingers worked their way across her cheeks.

Taking a chance, I moved my fingers to either side of her hips and pushed the hemline of her skirt upwards with my wrists.

To my delight, I now saw her cunt lips come into view.

I began to wonder just what was going on here.

She had to know by now that I had a totally uninterrupted view of her bare cunt and yet she still had not tried to stop me from looking at her.

But as before, I wasn’t about to question the why of it all, but instead chose to enjoy it for as long as it lasted.

I slowly worked my oily fingers towards the groove of her arse and taking yet another chance, I gripped her cheeks in my fingers and slowly pulled them apart, allowing me to see her tiny anus and also at the same time, I’d parted her outer lips enough for me to be able to see the soft pink inner flesh that until now had been hidden from my view.

Her inner flesh glistened with moisture from her juices and I wondered if those juices were being caused because I’d turned her on.

I certainly hoped so.

Spreading the cheeks of her arse even further apart, I found that I could now see deep inside her cunt.

She had to have known that I was now looking directly at her cunt and yet still there were no words of protest coming from her.

I decided to take that as permission to carry on.

I closed her cheeks and began to massage my fingers towards the middle of her backside until they were nearly touching the groove between her arse cheeks.

Hoping I was right, I then used the index finger of my right hand and placed it at the top of the groove, then, slowly, I began to move my finger down the groove, taking my time, so that if she wanted to object to what I was doing to her, now was the time for her to do so.

But again, there were no words of protest from her lips and suddenly, I felt the wetness of her cunt close around my fingertip.

“Mmm.” She murmured as though she was half asleep, but was still enjoying the sensations my finger was causing her.

I slowly began to ease my finger up inside of her, totally convinced that she was allowing me to do so.

As my finger slowly worked its way inside her, I felt her start to move her legs.

But she wasn’t trying to stop me from plunging my finger inside her as I’d first thought, but instead, she was spreading her legs even further apart, allowing me even greater freedom to her cunt.

Finally I had my finger firmly planted deep inside her.

I could feel her inner muscles gripping and releasing themselves around my thick finger.

As I started to withdraw my finger from her, I felt her muscles grip my finger tightly inside her as though she was afraid that I was going to take my finger out of her.

But because she was so wet down there, my finger slipped out easily.

I again pushed it deep inside of her, causing her to groan with pleasure.

I finger fucked her for several minutes before taking my finger out of her for the last time(for now at least)
Then taking hold of both cheeks, I spread her cheeks apart, wide enough so that I once again could see deep inside her cunt.

I then leaned forward until I now had my face only an inch or so away from her glistening cunt.

I breathed some hot air from my mouth onto the surface of her cunt lips, letting her know that my face was close enough to touch her cunt.

But again, there were no words of protest from her, so I leaned that little bit extra until I felt her lips touching mine.

Her small body seemed to jump a little as soon as she felt the flesh of my lips touched her naked cunt lips.

But again, no words of protest, so I slipped my tongue out of my mouth and started to gently lick at her outer lips with it.

“Oh yeah.” She moaned as she started to push her hips downwards to meet my mouth.

I closed my whole mouth around her small cunt and sucked at her flesh.

Again, she pushed herself backwards onto my mouth and this time, I slipped the tip of my tongue deep inside her, bringing forth a loud groan of pleasure as she felt my tongue probing her insides.

I tongue fucked her for several minutes and then started to tease her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, causing her to groan even louder with pleasure.

She was shoving herself backwards against my mouth and I knew from the sounds she was making, that she wasn’t all that far away from having an orgasm.

But I wasn’t about to allow her to have her orgasm that way.

My cock had sprung back to life a while back and keeping my mouth glued to her cunt, I somehow managed to slip my shorts off until my lower body was now totally naked.

Withdrawing my mouth from her wet cunt, I placed one hand under her stomach and lifted her slightly and reached over and picked up the spare pillow beside her head and slipped it under her hips, causing her naked backside to now be pointing up into the air in front of me.

I then moved closer towards her and placed the head of my cock directly at the moist entrance to her cunt.

If she was worried about me fucking her, she showed no sign, so I began to push my way inside her.

I watched as my cock slowly passed her outer lips and started to penetrate her cunt.

The warmth of her cunt as it closed around the shaft of my cock was amazing to feel.

Yes, I’d fucked many women in the pass, but I think it was the fact that she was so young and was also my own granddaughter, which made it seem even more special.

At first, I couldn’t go inside her much more than 2/3^rd the length of my cock, but as I began to fuck her, I found that I could slip even more of my cock inside her, I must have been opening her up to accommodate my cock.

Within a few minutes, I found that I now had all of my cock plunged deep inside her.

Whatever guilt I should have been feeling over fucking my own granddaughter was totally wiped by the pleasure I was having by fucking her.

I’d worry about the guilt later, if there was any to be found. I think that most men who fuck their own kin, only feel guilty if found out.

Right at this minute, all I wanted to do was to plant my seed within her cunt, regardless if I were to impregnate her or not.

I felt myself getting close to my climax when all of a sudden, she cried out in pleasure as her orgasm took her on a journey of pleasure.

Feeling her warm juices flowing over the head of my cock was more than enough to trigger my climax.

I gripped her hips with both of my hands and ploughed as deep inside her as I could before feeling my incestuous seed start pumping inside her young cunt.

I held her butt up against my crotch, not allowing my seed to escape from her cunt.

Finally, I felt myself becoming limp inside of her and slipped my softening cock from within her.

A gush of sperm flowed from her onto the top of the blanket covering the bed.

I knew I’d have to wash it before my wife came home from work.

She collapsed face down onto the bed and rolled over to look at my by now limp cock hanging between my thighs.

“That was so wonderful, granddad. Thank you.” She said tearing her eyes away from my cock.

“I think we both enjoyed that close encounter.” I replied with a laugh.

“Did you plan this whole thing?” I asked, sure that she had indeed done so.

“Well…yes.” She replied with a giggle.

“How did you know that I’d go through with it?” I asked puzzled.

“That part was easy. I found all those stories stored on your computer about you fucking me.” She replied with a grin.

‘Why didn’t you say something earlier?” I asked.

“I still wasn’t quite sure you’d go for it.” She replied.

Staring down at her lying there half naked and knowing my wife wouldn’t be home for at least two more hours, I felt my cock starting to respond once more.

“Feel like another close encounter?” I asked with a grin.

“You bet granddad.” she replied spreading apart her thighs.

 

“Hi there, old man.” She said slightly stirring her words.

I could tell that she was a bit drunk.

“Hi sweetheart.” I replied.

“How was your night” I asked feeling slightly embarrassed about her catching me in just the towel.

“Had a fight with my boyfriend.” She replied with a laugh.

“What about?” I inquired.

“I was horny and he wasn’t.” Jessie replied with another laugh.

Jessie was my 15 year old granddaughter and we’d always been able to discuss things quite openly, even sexual matters.

“Well, that’s his lost then eh?” I replied laughing along with her.

“That’s for sure. One you miss out on is one you’ll never get.” She replied swaying slightly.

“Sit down before you fall down you little drunk.” I said laughing.

My wife would not have been happy to see her in this state.

Thank god she was a sound sleeper.

“Okay.” Jessie replied.

But instead of sitting on the bed behind her, she surprised me by sitting herself down on my lap.

“What you doing?” she asked, staring at the computer screen.

“Just playing poker.” I replied leaning forward to grab the mouse to make my move.

I could smell the booze on her breath and knew she’d been drinking quite heavily.

As I played out the hand on the computer screen, I was very much aware of Jessie’s backside pressing down onto my naked cock under the towel.

I’d often had fantasies about having sex with my granddaughter, but knew that there was no way in hell that I’d ever act out my fantasies for real, after all, she was only 15 years old, plus there was the incestuous fact that she was also my granddaughter.

Still the thoughts were my own and you can’t go to Jail for having thoughts, at least not yet.

“Can I please play a couple of hands, granddad?” she asked, reaching forward to take the mouse from my fingers.

“Okay.” I replied, wishing that she’d move herself forward a bit on my lap to free my trapped cock under her arse.

As she played, the movement of her backside rocked back and forth across my cock beneath the towel.

I’d placed both of my hands either side of her waist and as she played, I could feel the soft flesh of her hips moving beneath my fingers.

She finished winning the hand and started to laugh quite loudly.

“Shhh… Jess you’ll wake your grandmother.” I quickly said.

“Sorry old man.” She replied laughing at me.

“I’ll give you old man.” I replied, trying to sound cross with her as I started to tickle her ribs beneath my fingers.

Jessie let out a squeal as she tried to get away from my fingers.

“Shhh.” I again said, afraid that she’d wake up my wife and find herself in the shit for being drunk.

Jessie placed her hand over her mouth and giggled.

“Sorry old man.” She said giggling.

I again started to tickle her and as she tried to get away from my fingers, the movement of her small arse against my cock was causing it to start stirring from its sleep.

I stopped tickling her in the vain hope that if she stopped rocking her arse against my cock, it’d stay down.

Jessie stopped giggling and again started to play another hand of poker on the screen.

Her arse was again rocking gently back and forth across my awaking cock as she concentrated on the computer screen.

I spread my legs apart just enough to allow my cock some form of freedom beneath her arse.

Jessie lost the next couple of hands as she continued to play poker.

Meanwhile my cock had started to grow to its full size beneath her.

There was nothing I could have done to pervert it from doing so, not with this young girl bouncing on my lap every few seconds.

After a couple more hands, Jessie started to become bored with the game and sat back and placed her head back against my chest.

I moved one hand from her hip and placed it on the flat of her stomach.

Feeling her soft stomach muscles beneath my fingers only made things worst for my semi-erect cock.

Suddenly, my cock sprang to life, pushing the towel upwards between Jessie’s parted thighs.

Jessie felt the slight movement of my cock encased in the towel between her thighs and leaned forward to see what was causing it.

“Granddad.” Jessie cried out as she saw the huge bulge between her thighs.

“What?” I replied, trying to sound innocent.

“You’ve got a horn.” She said giggling as she stared at it between her thighs.

“Have I?” I again tried to sound innocent.

“Yes you have.” She replied again giggling.

“Well, it’s your fault.” I said making it sound like a joke.

“How’s it my fault?” Jessie asked, finally tearing her eyes away from the bulge between her thighs and half turning her head towards me.

“You were jumping all over it while you played poker, so it’s no wonder it decided to poke its head up, so to speak.” I replied with a laugh.

“I was not…was I?” she asked, a little too drunk to realize what she’d been doing.

“You sure were, beautiful little lady.” I told her with a laugh to let her know that I was treating the whole thing as a bit of a joke.

Jessie turned her face back towards the bulge between her thighs and stared at it for a few seconds.

Just then, my cock twitched beneath the towel causing it to sway.

Jessie giggled again, still not taking her eyes away from the bulge.

She surprised me by what she did next; she slid herself forward along my lap until my towel enclosed cock was now resting up against her crotch.

“You’re way bigger than my boyfriend, granddad.” Jessie said as she closed her thighs tightly around the shaft of my cock.

I couldn’t believe that this was actually happening and thought that I’d fallen asleep and this was but a very pleasant dream.

Jessie was gently squeezing her thighs open and would then close them around the shaft of my cock again.

I took a gamble and raised my left hand slowly up the flat of her stomach until I felt the swell of her young breast beneath my fingers.

When Jessie didn’t complain, nor try to move away from my hand, I slipped it even further up her chest until I cupped the whole of her small breast in my hand.

“Mmmm” Jessie groaned softly as she felt my fingertips gently begin squeezing her nipple into life.

I brought my other hand around to her other breast and started to gently squeeze that nipple into life.

Jessie closed her thighs tightly around the shaft of my cock and squeezed it between her thighs.

As I gently massaged her nipples with my fingertips, Jessie was starting to raise and lower her hips along my towel encased cock.

I could feel the heat coming from her crotch even through the towel.

As she raised herself upwards, I pulled the shaft of my cock downwards, then upwards to meet her downward thrusts, so that we were actually dry fucking each other.

Taking another gamble, I released her left breast and slipped my hand down between my cock and her crotch, causing Jessie to spread her thighs apart.

Jessie groaned softly as she felt my fingers cupping her pantied covered crotch.

She continued to raise and lower herself, but this time, it was my fingers she was pushing herself up against, not my cock enclosed towel.

I could feel how wet she’d become as her juices had soaked her panties quite a bit.

Jessie’s breath had become quite ragged as she rubbed herself against my fingers.

I moved my wet fingers to one side of her panties and before she had a chance to protest, I slipped my fingers under the elastic band on her panties and cupped her now naked vagina in my hand.

“Oh Fuck.” Jessie moaned as she squeezed her thighs tightly together.

I wasn’t sure if that was an attempt to stop me from slipping my fingers inside her or what, so I just left my fingers covering her vagina to see what she’d do next.

The fingers of my right hand were still gently squeezing and releasing her nipple and I was pleased that she’d made no attempt to stop me so far.

A few seconds later, Jessie released her firm thigh grip on my fingers covering her crotch and I took that as a sign to continue doing what I was doing.

I slowly ran the tips of my fingers up and down the wet surface between her lips, coating my fingers with her juices.

“Mmmm.” Jessie moaned as she felt my fingers gently stroking her lips.

I then began to gently massage her small but very much erect clitoris with my fingertips, causing Jessie’s small body to jump in response.

“Oh Fuck.” She said again as she felt herself starting to head towards an orgasm.

Changing my fingers around a bit, I now had my thumb gently massaging her clitoris and at the same time, I began to ease my middle finger in between her wet lips.

“Oh, Yeah.” Jessie responded as she felt my thick finger start to enter her.

 I felt the walls of her cunt part before my invading finger as I pushed it even deeper inside her.

Jessie started to hump my finger harder and faster as she neared her orgasm.

Suddenly, I felt a hot wave of fluid flooded my finger as she cried out with pleasure as she began her orgasm.

I pushed my finger inside her as far as it’d go, enjoying the warmth and wetness of her around my finger.

It took a minute or two, before Jessie finally came down from the high of her orgasm.

I could feel the walls of her cunt gripping and releasing their firm grip around my thick finger.

“God, I needed that badly, thank you granddad.” Jessie said, laying her head back against my chest.

“Believe me, beautiful lady, it was my pleasure.” I replied, gently easing my finger out of her.

My cock was still very much erect and needed some form of release and I wondered if she’d consent to pulling me off.

I brought my wet finger towards my nose and smelt it.

She smelt as sweet as a rose filled garden.

I just had to taste her juices, so I quickly slipped my wet finger inside my mouth and sucked her juices from it.

I couldn’t believe that I was sucking my own granddaughter’s juices from my finger.

This was an old man’s dirty dream come true.

I wanted to ram myself as deep inside her as I could, but knew that most likely, she’d resist any attempt by me to put my cock inside her, so Just sat there, waiting to see what she’d do next, if anything.

A few seconds later, Jessie said, “Granddad.”

“Yes sweetheart.” I replied.

“Can I take a look at your cock please?” she asked, sending a thrill right through me.

“Of course you can sweet lady.” I replied quickly in case she changed her mind.

Jessie leaned forward and slipped the towel from my erection and simply sat there staring at it for a few minutes before asking, “Granddad…can I touch it?”

Silly question, but then again, I wasn’t about to tell her that.

“Yes Jess.” I replied.

She reached out her small hand and touched the thick head of my cock with her fingernails causing it to twitch.

Jessie giggled, and then ran her fingernails up and down its side.

After a couple of seconds of doing that, she then took the whole of shaft inside her hand and began to stroke me off.

It only took a few seconds before I felt the familiar feelings of my impending climax approaching.

Suddenly, hot cum shot out of the eye of my cock, sending the first two ropes of cum onto the floor between my legs, the rest oozed out and covered her small hand still gripping the shaft of my cock.

“Wow, you didn’t take long.” She giggled as she stared at the incestuous cum covering her fingers.

“With someone as pretty as you playing with me, are you surprised?” I answered with a grin.

“Do you always cum so quickly granddad?” she asked with an interested tone to her voice.

“Only the first time, after that I last quite a bit longer.” I replied.

“Good.” Was her only reply to that statement.

To my surprise, my cock didn’t become limp after climaxing as it normally did, but stayed firmly erect.

Jessie was rubbing her cum-covered fingers up and down the sides of my thick shaft.

I wondered if she now wanted me to fuck her.

I was more than willing to do that to her, even though I knew it to be totally immoral and also against the law, but as they say, a erect cock has no morals.

 Decided to try something first.

“Stand up for a minute please, Jess.” I told her.

Jessie didn’t argue but did as I asked.

She slipped off my lap and stood standing in front of me, still facing away from me.

I reached up under her shirt and hooked my fingers either side of her panties and as I begun slipping them down off her hips, waited a second to see if she’d try to stop me.

But she didn’t, so I slipped them to her feet and Jessie stepped out of them.

I quickly slipped them under my naked arse for later and then reached up and gently pushed her forward, causing her to bend over my desk with her now naked arse up in the air facing me.

I reached forward with both hands and parted her two small cheeks and stared at her treasure as my cock arched to plunge deep inside her.

Instead, I lowered my Face towards her moist opening and darted the tip of my warm tongue deep inside her.

Jessie groaned with pleasure as she felt my thick tongue start to explore her insides.

I tongue fucked her maybe five minutes, enjoying the warmth and taste of her juices inside my mouth.

Jessie was shoving herself backwards against my face, trying to get my tongue even deeper inside her.

Her soft moans of pleasure had grown louder by the minute and I was starting to get worried that she’d make so much noise that she’d wake up her grandmother.

Suddenly, Jessie pushed herself back hard against my face and gave a loud grunt.

I felt her juices flooding into my mouth; I greedily drank as much as I could into my mouth and kissed her cunt tenderly.

I then stood up and looked at Jessie lying across my desk.

She had a self satisfied grin on her face.

“Oh wow, I needed that badly, granddad, thanks.” She said grinning back at me.

“It was as much my pleasure as it was yours, sweetheart.” I grinned back at her.

I was not yet finished.

If I was going to start this thing between us, I may as well go all the way.

I stood up behind her and reached out with one hand and gently spread her arse cheeks apart.

I then placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her moist opening and slowly started to push myself into her.

I had half expected Jessie to try to stop me from fucking her.

While it was alright for me to give her oral love, penile penetration is another matter altogether.

But she didn’t try to stop me, but instead just lay there waiting for me to push myself into her.

She already knew how thick and how long I was and knew that I’d full her completely with my cock.

Because I’d already spread her cunt lips apart with my tongue, there was very little resistance to the head of my cock.

It slipped inside her and I slowly eased the rest of my cock into her.

Jessie gave a grunt when I bottomed out in her.

“God granddad, you’re so big.” She said with a grin on her face.

I slowly eased out most of my cock out of her, keeping just the head of my cock inside the warmth and wetness of her cunt.

Then, I plunged myself deep inside of her, bringing forth another grunt, half of pain and half of pleasure.

As our passion increased, so too did Jessie’s grunting.

“Shhh…Jess. You’ll wake your grandmother.” I urgently whispered to her.

“Sorry granddad, but its so nice.” She grinned back at me as I continued to plunge myself in and out of her.

Soon, the only noises being made by us were the slapping sounds of our flesh coming together and Jessie’s grunting.

I could tell that Jessie wasn’t all that far off from having her 2^nd orgasm of the night, while I too, wasn’t far away from my own.

I could feel Jessie’s cunt muscles gripping and releasing the shaft of my cock inside her.

I reached down with my free hand and lightly began to tease her tiny anus with my index finger.

“Oh god, that feels so good.” Jessie said between grunts.

I then wet my finger in her juices and slowly began to insert the tip of my finger into her arsehole.

Every time I’d plunge myself deep inside of her, I’d also push my finger a little deeper inside her arse as well.

To my pleasure I noticed that Jessie seemed to like having her anus played with and wondered if she’d let me fuck her arse one day.

I hoped so anyway.

My finger was now all the way up inside of her tiny arse and I kept it there as I fucked her.

Suddenly, Jessie gave out a loud grunt as she finally felt her orgasm hit her.

I felt her hot juices flooding around the shaft of my cock and escaping from her to wet my crotch as I fairly pounded myself into her in an attempt to climax myself.

I too gave a grunt as I finally began to empty myself into her.

“Oh…God.” Jessie cried out as she felt my hot cum emptying into her hole.

 It was then that I realized that I wasn’t wearing a condom and wondered if just maybe I’d just impregnated her.

 It was a bit late to worry now; I knew I could get her the “morning after pill” tomorrow, so wasn’t all that worried about it.

I felt myself becoming limp inside of her and eased both my finger and my cock out of her.

A flood of our mixed juices flowed from within her onto the floor beneath her.

Jessie stood up and cupped herself to stop any more from escaping and said, I’m going to take a shower granddad.” She quickly walked from the bedroom and went into the bathroom.

I took some tissues from the box on my desk and cleaned up the mess on the floor as best I could.

It wouldn’t do to leave any trace of our lovemaking for my wife to find.

I was just surprised that she hadn’t woken from all the noises we had made.

I placed the tissues into the waste paper bin beside my desk and then walked towards the bathroom.

On the way to the bathroom, I quickly looked towards my bedroom and saw my wife lying on her back, gently snoring.

Satisfied that she was still asleep, I let myself into the bathroom and saw Jessie standing under the shower.

She grinned at me and said, “That was wonderful granddad. Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome sexy girl.” I replied as I stepped into the shower behind her.

Taking the soap from her hands, I begun to wash her back for her and as I worked my soapy fingers downwards towards the twin cheeks of her arse, I wondered if just maybe I could arse fuck her now.

I felt my cock start to respond to the thought of fucking that tight, tiny hole just inches from my cock.

We’d soon find out I thought to myself as I begun to wash her cheeks.

 

 

 

 

 

  since i last wrote i continued to have my fun with my wifes sisters and her mom and my wife i saw to it that she fucked her dad at least once a day some where.he never acted like anything was going on around any of us.little did he know i was responsible for the way she acted.

  i was getting bored and decided to have some fun one night.before my wife left for work i eraced her memmory of what she was doing for the last several months and made her like she was before all this started.while she was at work i had tina over and boy if you like pregnant women she was hot.she was about 7 and a half months pregnant now and her bubble butt was looking fine.the fun i was ging to have was i was going to fuck her pregnant ass till her sister got home from work and caught us just to see what she does.About 10 pm. i get Tina into bed cindy will be home around 11 and i wanted to have some fun before she got there.Tina is laying on her sisters bed butt naked looking at me her tits are c cup now her belly as smooth as can be.she had a little patch of blonde hair just above her clit and the rest was shaved.i climb between her legs and stick my tung up inside her untill she starts rocking her hips.i climb on up her and slide my dick in her tight hole.after 15 min or so of hard slamming i came in her.she had not got off yet and thats what i wanted.i say "mine"i then instruck tina that she will get on top me and start fucking me.looking straight into my eyes. she will have a temendous orgasium when i close my eyes and it wont stop till i pull out of her.Its almost 11 when tina climbed on me shes rocking her hips and moving up and down the whole time looking straight into my eyes.i hear cindy come in and head up stairs to where we are.i close my eyes and tina starts bucking nd moaning at that sight i cum with her.tina can't stop cumming till i pull out but cindy does that for me she pushes tina off me and start screamming at us. how could we do this and your my sister.

 i say "mine"that was fun they both stand still and stair straight ahead.i  whispered in cindys ear you will remember all of the past several months.123 wake up.cindy stop yelling and left the room .i told tina to get dressed and go home and i found cindy in the bath room crying.i say "mine" you won't remember the last 5 min. you came home from work and went to the bath room. i walk in and your horney. 123 wake up. cindy looks up and i'm standing in frount of her naked. my dick half hard dripping with her sisters cum she gets on her knees and takes me in her mouth.sucking all her sisters cum from my dick she too horney to notice it was wet i shoot another load in her mouth and call it a night.

 the next day i wake up and go down stairs  and cindy comes down a short time later.she still horney i didn't take care of her the night before.i look out the window and see her dad in the garage."mine" go to the garage you want your dad this morning.you wont worry about me because im in the shower.

123 wake up.i say i'm getting in the shower i walk to the bathroom and close the door. i hear her leave i get my binoculers and go to the laundry room. from this point i can see in the garage.her dad bends her over the work bench and is taking her from behind.about this time i hear the frount door open. its cindys mom .i say "mine" i tell her she don't remember the affair we been having and everything is normal.123 wake up.where cindy she said i said at the store and walk up to her and kiss her full on the lips.she pulled away and i grabed her and wraped my arms around her.she said what are you doing? shut up im going to fuck you. i tore her shirt off and shorts while she strugles to stop me i put my hand over her mouth to keep her quite and slam my dick in her and thrust her on the floor it take me all of 5 min and i shoot my load in her and i lay on top her she crying and asked how i could rap her why?i picked her up and took her to the window and she saw cindy fucking her dad jo started crying more.i bent her over the washer and stuck my dick in front of her ass hole take my left hand and cover her mouth and ram it in she screams but its muffled by my hand i ram it in and out while watching  my wife bang her dad out the windowafter shooting my load i erace jos memery of the last hour and send her home.  the end

I was pissed, i had to walk home feeling really horny. Thankfully we lived in the same neighborhood so i was in walking distance. I started taking some shortcuts when i approached the park and saw two boys i knew but never talked to them that much playing basketball. I was a bit embarassed for them to see me as i was wearing just a green pair of softy shorts and a white tanktop for them to see my hard nipples and my butt cheeks hanging out.

They called my name " Hey Cheeks!" I thought instead of being rude and ignoring them i decided to go over there for a chat sence i had nothing else to. They both werent that bad looking, as they both had dark hair and had on basketball shorts. I went over there and we started talking. I was joking that i could kick both there asses at once in a game of basketball even though ive never played.They let me have the ball first sence i was the girl and i scored the first point even thought they probably let me. As i was trying to get the ball i heard one of the say i had a nice ass.Even though i heard him i still acted like i didnt. Then when i got the ball to make the shot booth came up from behind and smacked me on the ass real hard. "Oouch!" i said,then thinking to my self i was really wet i would really like the attention.

So i went up to both of them and grabbed them by their crotch and started rubbing them as i started making out with them intensely. Then things started taking off fast as one of them picked me up and carried me over behind the playground. They both sat me on the groud as i got down in croutch posittion and they pulled down there shorts and started sucking there dicks intensely.From the sounds of it i could tell they were both really enjoying. My mouth started to cramp up as i was going back on forth on both of there dicks just sucking them intensely. Then one of them grabbed my head as i was sucking them and told me not to stop and got down on his knees. The other went behind me as i was now in the doggystyle position sucking the guys dick. The other guy behind me pulled down my shorts and started eating me out. I could tell he was really enjoying the taste because he was doing it for a long time while i was still sucking the other guys dick. Then the guy eating me out started licking my asswhole. I thought it was weird but i didnt mind it.Then he started fucking me hard doggystyle.And they both switched back and forth, sucking dick and getting fucked in the ass and pussy for a long time. Then they both pulled out and one cummed on my face and the other cummed on my buttcheeks, and i had like 6 orgasms  during the whole thing. After we were done we talked some more and went home.

A couple of weeks later i found out that the same guys that gangbanged me had also gangbanged my friends as well. And the same guy also licked there asses to. We all thought that was interesting but wierd. I was just to embarased thought to tell them i actually kissed him. As time went on we had plenty of gangbangs. And my ass and jaw both hurt like hell.

   “Oh nothing, just nobody likes me since what happened Friday night at the movie.” She sighed as she took a sip of pop.

   “Well I like you.” I said smiling. “I think you’re a really sweet girl.”

   “You’re just saying that. Everybody thinks I’m horrible now.”

   “Why do they think you’re horrible? What happened at the movie?”

   “You mean you haven’t heard?”

   “No Jennifer I haven’t heard anything. Besides it wouldn’t matter you’re my friend.” I said putting my arm around her shoulder.

   She started crying and I wiped the tears from her face and said. “Come on, It can’t be that bad. Tell me what happened and we’ll figure out what to do.”

   “You know David Johnson?” She asked wiping her eyes.

   “Yes I know him.” I said as I pictured him in my mind. David was a really cute fourteen year old. He was a star football player and a wrestler. I wouldn’t mind a piece of him myself.

   “Well he saw me standing in line and asked if I wanted to sit with him. I almost fainted every girl wants to sit with him.”

   “I know he is really hot.”

   “Well we sat in the back row and a few minutes into the movie he put his arm around me. Then he kissed me. Oh it was so nice. I had never kissed anyone like that.” I smiled as she continued her story. “Then I felt his hand on my_ _ I don’t know if I can tell you.”

   “It’s ok Jen. Did he put his hand on your breast? You can tell me anything remember we’re friends.”

   She blushed and looked at the floor then she continued. “Yes he started rubbing and squeezing my boobs. I knew I should stop him but it felt really good. Then I felt his hand slide between my legs and he started rubbing my crotch. Oh it felt so good. I wanted to stop him but here was David Johnson making out with me and I’m just a nobody.”

   I pulled her face up and looked her in the eye and said. “Don’t you ever say that! You are not a nobody! You are very special; I’m not friends with nobodies.”

   She smiled and hugged me tight then she continued with her story. “As we sat there and he was rubbing me it was feeling really good. Then he took my hand and put it in his crotch. He had undone his pants and he put my hand on his thing. I didn’t know what to do so I just sat there. Then he started moving my hand up and down on it. It felt kind of nice sliding through my hand. Have you ever done that with a boy?”

   I smiled and said. “Yes Jennifer I’ve done that and a lot more.”

   “I thought you probably had. Anyway as I was rubbing his thing he undid my pants and put his hand down my underwear and started rubbing me. Then he put his finger in me.”

   “Did you like when he put his finger in your pussy?” I asked as my own pussy was getting wet.

   “I know I shouldn’t have but yes I liked it.” She said as she blushed bright red. “Anyway as he fingered me I stroked him faster. I was really enjoying it. Then he put his hand on my neck and pushed my face into his lap. I didn’t know what he wanted me to do. Then he said ‘suck my cock.’ I said you want me to what? He said ‘put your mouth on my cock and suck it.’ I didn’t know what to do so I did like he said.” My pussy was so wet just thinking about this cute little twelve year old sucking the star football players cock. I was squirming in my seat as she continued. “It felt weird but kind of nice sucking his cock as he fingered me. Then he pushed on my head and I felt his cock jerk and something hot filling my mouth. I didn’t know what it was and thought he was peeing I tried to pull away but he held me and said to swallow his cum. When he was finished I sat up and he fastened his pants and said ‘thanks for the blow job.’ He laughed as he walked over to his friends and sat with them. I saw them laughing and pointing at me, and now nobody will talk to me.” She was sobbing again as she finished her story.

   “What an asshole.” I said as I held her tight and comforted her trying to make her feel better. “Don’t worry everything will be ok. People have short memories and maybe we can do something to him to get even. Now don’t cry anymore and come with me you can hang out with me the rest of the day.”

   We spent the rest of the day together. About five o’clock she started crying again so I asked. “What’s wrong Jennifer? Why are you crying now?”

   “My mom won’t be home till late and I was supposed to stay at April’s but she said I couldn’t because she doesn’t want a slut like me in her house.”

   Well that little bitch. I thought, I might have to teach her a lesson as well. “That’s no problem you can stay with me tonight. We’ll call your mom and tell her April is sick and I’ll bring you home in the morning.” Luckily I had a great reputation since I was active in several groups at school. We left the rink and drove to my house. I lived on a farm and had to help feed the animals. Jennifer loved it; I could tell she hadn’t been around farm animals before.

   After dinner we watched TV then my parents went to bed around ten o’clock. I took my shower and put on my night shirt and sat on the couch waiting for Jennifer to come back after her shower. When she walked into the room she took my breath away she was so beautiful. She had shoulder length dark brown, almost black, hair. Her eyes, that had been full of tears earlier that day, just sparkled. She had on a Bart Simpson t-shirt that clung to her wet body. Her little nipples were poking out against the thin fabric. The shirt barely covered her cute little ass and when she sat next to me I could see her white panties. I was getting so turned on sitting next to this little angel. My pussy was so wet I just knew there had to be a wet spot on my night shirt because I don’t wear panties to bed. I squeezed my thighs together trying to make my pussy behave itself. I didn’t want to take advantage of this sweet girl after what she had been through.

   As we watched some stupid movie that was on I couldn’t help stealing glimpses of Jennifer. She sat on the couch Indian style with her legs crossed. That gave me a clear view of her panties. The crotch was pulled so tight I could see the outline of her lips. I squirmed in my seat as my pussy twitched. As I squirmed my shirt rode up to my waist and I heard Jennifer gasp. I looked at her and asked. “What’s  wrong? Did I miss something?”

   She blushed and said. “You’re not wearing any panties.”

   Now it was my turn to blush and I said. “I’m sorry; I never wear them to bed.” As I talked I was pulling my shirt back where it belonged.

   “That’s ok I’ve just never seen one with that much hair. None of the girls in gym class have hardly any hair.”

   I laughed and said. “Don’t worry you’ll all grow more hair than you want.”

   She laughed then she went to the bathroom. When she came back and flopped back down on the couch it was my turn to gasp. She had taken her panties off and was sitting just like she had before. I had a clear view of her sweet preteen pussy. It was almost completely hairless; I bet there weren’t more than ten hairs above her puffy lips. I could feel my pussy twitching and my mouth was dry. I cleared my throat and she looked at me and smiled. I smiled at her and said. “If you’re not careful you’ll catch a cold sitting there like that.” We both laughed and she hugged me tight. Oh how I wanted to drop to the floor and bury my face in her pussy. But I controlled myself reminding myself that she had been taken advantage of and I didn’t want to hurt her.

   “Thanks for letting me stay with you tonight. I thought nobody would ever be my friend again, especially not someone as pretty and popular as you.” She said as she sat back against the couch.

   “I’m glad to be your friend and you’re the pretty one here. I can see why David or any other boy would want to sit with you.”

   “You’re just saying that.” She said then she paused. I knew she was thinking then she looked down at the floor and asked. “Do you really think I’m pretty? I mean if you were a boy would you want to date me.”

   “Sweetie, you are beautiful. If I was a guy we would go everywhere.” I lifted her face then pulled her to me and hugged her as tight as I could. I wanted her to feel loved. I could feel her hands sliding up and down my back then she lifted her face and kissed me. My instincts took over as I felt her sweet lips on mine. I gently slipped my tongue into her mouth and she moaned as we shared one of the sweetest kisses I’ve ever known. I pulled away gently brushing her hair from her face and said. “Jennifer you are the sweetest girl I know. I don’t want to take advantage of you. You have to be very sure you want this to continue.”

   “Oh Lisa I’m not sure what’s happening but I know I want you. I want to make you happy.”

   I pulled her back to me pressing my lips to hers. As our tongues played back and forth I slid my hand down to the small lump of her breast. I squeezed and massaged it causing her to moan. I could feel the little pebble that was her nipple rubbing against my palm. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anyone. I stood up pulling her up with me and said. “Come on sweetie let’s go to bed.”

   She followed me to my room holding my hand. I was glad my room was on the second floor and at the opposite end of the house from my parents. I closed and locked the door then as we kissed I lifted her t shirt over her head exposing a perfect vision of loveliness. Her skin was dark she obviously was part Indian and her breasts were no more than two small lumps capped by small dark nipples. Her stomach was flat and the mound of her pussy protruded slightly. I kissed her again grabbing her ass in my hands pulling her tight. I slowly started kissing my way down her neck I just had to taste one of her nipples. She was moaning as my mouth covered her right nipple, well actually her whole breast. I sucked it into my mouth and flicked my tongue over her nipple. She had her hands in my hair pulling my face tighter against her chest. “Oh Lisa I’ve never felt anything like this.”

   I laid her on the bed then lifted my shirt over my head. I smiled at her and said. “You haven’t felt anything yet. I’m gonna make you think you’re gonna die.”

   I crawled onto the bed beside her again pressing my lips to hers. I shivered as I felt her hand tentatively touched my breast. She squeezed it and my pussy twitched as I realized mine was the first breast she had touched. She gently rubbed her hand over my rock hard nipple. She broke our kiss and her head moved down to my nipple. When she closed her mouth over it I groaned as a small orgasm raced through me. “Oh Jennifer that feels so good, oh yes bite my nipple.” I moaned as I felt her teeth gently bite down.

   I pulled her away from my breast and kissed her sweet lips again. I kissed along her jaw and nibbled gently on her earlobe. Her body was squirming and she was moaning as my hands explored her young body. I kissed down her neck to her chest and flicked and teased her hard nipples as my hand toyed with her ten or so pubic hairs. I ran my hand down her thigh; I was intentionally avoiding her pussy, and then back up the other. She was moaning louder and lifting her hips hoping for some contact. I smiled at her and asked. “Do you like what I’m doing?”

   “Oh yes I love it.”

   “Do you want me to do more?” I asked even though I knew the answer. I was enjoying teasing her I knew it would make her orgasm that much better.

   “Oh yes, please do more. Do what ever you want to me I’m yours.”

   I took her nipple back in my mouth and moved my hand to her pussy. I was amazed at how wet she was. I ran my finger along her slit slipping it inside her for just a moment. Then on up to the top where her little clit was hiding. She nearly jumped off the bed when I slid my finger over it. “OH LISA, WHAT DID YOU DO?”

   I lifted my head from her sweet breast and laughed. “I just rubbed your clit. Did you like it?”

   “I’ve never felt anything like that. It felt like electricity was shooting through me. Oh please do it again.”

   I smiled as I circled my finger around her clit with out touching it, and then started rubbing it lightly. Her hips were trashing around as I became firmer and more direct. Her breathing was fast and labored and I knew she would cum any second. I was so excited knowing I was going to give her her first orgasm. Her hips jerked and the muscles in her thighs were shaking I kissed her hard as I heard her start to scream. She screamed into my mouth as a huge orgasm wracked her tiny body. She had her arms around me and was squeezing so tight it was hard for me to breathe. As she calmed down I brought my wet hand up to my mouth and tasted her first cum, it was amazing. She had a puzzled look on her face and said. “Lisa that was amazing. What happened to me? I thought I was going to explode.”

   “That was an orgasm and a really big one.” I said laughing. “In a minute I’m gonna make you have another one.”

   “I don’t know if I can stand another one.” She laughed. “I want to make you have one.”

   “You will sweetie, but I want to make sure your first time is extra special.” I gently kissed her on the nose then she pressed her lips to mine. I kissed my way back down to her breasts, just spending a short time on each nipple. Then I kissed down her smooth belly stopping to lick her navel. She laughed as I kissed lower running my tongue through her soft black pubic hair. I crawled between her legs and put her thighs on my shoulders as I gripped her little ass with my hands and lowered my mouth to her virgin pussy.

   She moaned and I felt her fingers in my hair as I slid my tongue into her scooping up the sweet nectar that flowed from her. I licked as deep as my tongue would reach sending a shiver through her body. Then I started at the bottom of her slit and licked all the way to her clit, taking it in my mouth and sucking. “Oh Lisa, you’re doing it again. I can feel it. I’m gonna explode.”

   I backed away from her clit trying to prolong the buildup. I licked deep in her pussy as her hips jerked. I lifted her higher and ran my tongue over her puckered asshole. Her hands were pulling my face tight against her pussy trying to pull me back to her clit. “I can’t stand it Lisa, please lick my clit again.”

   I took her clit in my mouth and sucked while I flicked it with my tongue. That was all it took and she pulled a pillow over her head and squealed as she experienced the second orgasm of her young life. As she squealed her hips slammed her pussy against my face and she flooded my mouth with her sweet fluid. I licked and sucked her till she pulled me away and said. “Please stop, I can’t take anymore.”

   I lay next to her holding our bodies close. We lay there just holding each other for what seemed like hours but I know it was just a few minutes. I was completely content to hold this sweet young girl forever; it didn’t cross my mind that my body had been ignored. I had gotten so much enjoyment just from pleasing her. As we lay there I felt her hand start exploring my body. I moaned as she ran her hand down my back then over my ass, and a shiver went through me as she gently squeezed. She brought her hand over my thigh and I rolled to my back spreading my legs so she could have free access to my pussy. I could tell she was nervous as her hand timidly played with my pussy hair.

   “It’s ok Jennifer; you can do anything you want to me. You can touch me anywhere you want, or you don’t have to touch me at all.”

   “I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel. I’m just not sure what to do.”

   “It’s ok, just explore my body you’ll know when something feels good to me.”

   She smiled at me as she ran her hand over my pussy. She slid a finger inside then up to my clit. I moaned as she rolled my clit between her fingers. She began sucking my nipples as her fingers worked magic inside me. She was sliding a finger in and out of my wet pussy. I moaned and said. “Put another finger in me.” She added a second finger. My hips were lifting off the bed trying to get her fingers deeper in me. On her own she added a third finger; oh it felt so good to have this sweet innocent girl fingering my pussy.

   She let my nipple slip from her mouth then she kissed her way down to my pubic hair. My mind was racing, I hoped she wouldn’t chicken out, oh how I wanted to feel her tongue in my pussy. I didn’t have to wait long, I groaned as I felt her tongue slide the length of my slit. She obviously liked the taste because she used her hands to open my lips so she could get her tongue deeper in me. “Oh yes lick my pussy. That feels so good.”

   As she ran her tongue over my pussy I knew she was enjoying it to because I heard her moan and saw her hips moving. I could feel my orgasm building as I pulled her face tighter against me. “Oh baby you’re gonna make me cum. Lick my clit, make me cum please.” I felt her tongue slide over my clit and I went off like a roman candle. I held her head as I ground my pussy against her sweet face. “OH FUCK, THAT’S IT, I’M CUMMING!!!! OH YES, EAT ME BABY!”

   She kept licking till I had to make her stop; my clit felt like someone had hooked an electric wire to it. I pulled her face to mine and we shared a soft, sweet kiss that seemed to last forever. We fell asleep in each others arms and I awoke the next morning to feel of her gently nursing on my breast. She looked so sweet and innocent sucking my nipple while she slept.

   I put on my robe and went down to see my parents before they went to work. They told me they thought it was sweet the way I was trying to help Jennifer deal with her problems. I grinned and thought if they only knew. After they left I went back upstairs and gently woke Jennifer by licking her sweet young pussy. I pulled her on top of me and we enjoyed a slow 69. We took a quick shower because I had to get her home and then I had to get to the rink.

   She came to the rink that afternoon, I had called my cousin Shelly who was the head cheerleader and asked her to come by. The three of us sat at a table and I told Shelly what David had done and how everybody was treating Jennifer. She thought for a minute then grinned saying. “Don’t worry I have an idea what we can do to him.” She leaned over and gave Jennifer and me a kiss on the cheek then she left.

   Jennifer called me when she got home the first day back at school. She was very excited and happy. She told me how the cheerleaders had asked her to have lunch with them and they thought she would make a good addition to the squad. Then she said that during lunch David ran through the cafeteria naked and everybody was laughing and pointing at him, apparently he wasn’t very well endowed. Shelly had asked the cheerleaders to befriend Jennifer and had gotten some seniors to strip David and push him into the cafeteria. It’s amazing what a gorgeous redhead can get people to do.

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"So. You want to talk, tell me about it?" I asked.

"Talk about what?" she stalled, with that 'deer in the headlights' look.

"Oh, I don't know. About why you hate your dad, and would never go back to him again. About why you would kill yourself before you would move away from Amy. About why you almost came unglued when you found out about Cindi's rape. All those would be nice. But, let's start with this one, the one I really want to know — about how you inserted yourself into and filled up the empty space in Amy's mind that Cindi used to occupy." I smiled gently, trying to insert all the love I could into that smile and my eyes.

I expected a reaction. That was the idea. I did not expect the one I got. Katie turned white as all the blood left her face, and the look in her eyes was now the 'deer in the crosshairs' look. She tried to talk twice, but could not. Finally, she tried to act dumb.

"What... I don't know what you are talking about." She swallowed hard. She really was not a very good actor.

"Really? Then let me tell you what I know. Amy and Cindi had a mental connection since birth. They possessed certain mental abilities that brought them much closer than two normal sisters. They could sense each other's presence and emotional states. They could sometimes communicate with each other. Victoria and I never knew this was going on, even though there were many clues. Then, Cindi is killed. Amy becomes pathologically depressed and loses the desire to live, to the point that Victoria and I fear suicide. Amy has this area in her mind where she could always sense Cindi, and now it is empty. When I picked her up at your house that night, she already knew something was wrong. There is no possibility that anyone could have told her. You came running out of the house, said 'I'm sorry, is there anything I can do', and never once asked what the problem was. Why? Because you already knew. After two weeks of Amy falling apart, you walk into our house one day; walk into Amy's room, and six hours later Amy is back to her old self. There is only one way that could happen; someone filled up that empty place in her mind. She treats you just like Cindi now, loves you just as she loved Cindi, even though neither she nor Cindi were close to you before. Only one thing causes that, Katie; you occupy the place that Cindi once occupied. I just cannot figure out how you did it. Most importantly, how you did it without being a twin. This mind connection exists almost exclusively in twins." I smiled at her and kissed her cheek.

Katie looked at me in panic. She was so scared she forgot to lie.

"Who are you? How can you know these things?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

"How am I doing so far, sweetheart?" I asked softly. She gave up trying to deny it.

"Please," she begged. "You can't tell anyone about this. How do you know all of this? They will take me away, I will be a freak, and I will live in a government facility for the rest of my life. Please, I don't have much in my life, but I don't want to lose what little I have!" Tears poured down her cheek.

My heart melted. Perhaps I had been too hard on her. However, after the way she acted tonight, I had to do something to shake her up, make her talk. It was clear to me she could not go back to how she was after tonight. It was either uphill or downhill from here on. I was not going to lose another daughter, or soon to be daughter, if I could help it.

"Katie. Calm down. Think about it. Amy is the same way. Do you think I am going to do something that will hurt her? Not to mention the fact that I wouldn't do anything to hurt you anyway."

For the first time tonight, I saw the first glimmer of hope in her eyes. Maybe she could trust me. I watched as she visibly forced herself to be calm. Finally, she looked up and smiled at me tentatively.

"Ok. What do you want to know?" she asked.

"How did you do it? And how can you do this without being a twin?"

She looked at me solemnly.

"You know, for being a really smart person, and the father of the smartest person I've ever known, you can be pretty stupid sometimes."

"What do you mean?" I somehow sensed something traumatic was coming.

"You said only twins can do this?" She asked.

"That's what I understand."

"Well... ?" She sobbed, her voice trembling, tears running down her face, her lip quivering.

Suddenly it hit me! How could I be so stupid and blind?

"You're a twin!" I said softly.

"Was," she sobbed, and buried her face in my chest.

I held her, stroked her hair, tried to calm her down. I felt even stronger now that she had to talk about what was eating her up, but what had I done to this special girl? I felt so bad for her. When she calmed down some, I asked her if she wanted to talk.

"I'm not sure I want to," she said sadly.

"Katie, you have to. This is killing you. You are dying inside. If you can't talk to me, find someone else you trust to talk to, but you can't go on like this."

"You are the only one I can talk to, the only one I trust, except Amy, and I can't dump this on her," she smiled tiredly at me. I waited.

"My twin's name was Becky. We were identical twins. Becky was the sweetest person I have ever met. She existed only to make others happy. To make me happy. There was not a mean bone in her body."

"Like Amy and Cindi, we had a connection from birth. Ours was probably stronger, because we were identical twins. We didn't have the close, wonderful family that you have here. Dad was probably an alcoholic, and Mom was dependent on him and unable to leave. Things were not good."

"I was eleven when Dad raped me the first time. I fought him as hard as I could, but I was even smaller then. For six months, he raped me almost every night, at least several times each week. He was not a good, kind man as you are. All of us cheerleaders would gladly let you make love to us if you wanted to. He was not a nice man. For six months, I fought him as hard as I could, every time. I never gave in, never! Not once did I ever even come close to enjoying it. I hated him.

"One night, I just couldn't take it anymore. Not that night. I had told Mom repeatedly what was happening, but she didn't believe me, or didn't care; didn't want to fight him. I had to leave. Becky told me to go spend the night at our friend's house. She would have gone with me, but she had the flu and had to stay home. But she saw how desperate I was, and she told me to go on."

"I was so mad, so upset that night that it interfered with my ability to read Becky. I didn't think anything about not reading her; that sometimes happened when she was asleep. I knew she had gone to bed before I left. Consequently, I never felt it when he, not finding me, went in to Becky and did to her what he had done to me so many times." Katie was openly weeping now, her eyes wild.

"She fought him, just as I did. She fought him so hard, he knocked her out and broke her leg. She also had internal injuries. I don't think he knew he had injured her that badly. He wouldn't have cared anyway. He was drunk. After he was done with her, he left her there and went down to the bar to drink."

"No one knows what happened after that. Somehow, the house caught on fire. By the time Becky regained consciousness, she was almost overcome by smoke. She couldn't move anyway. She called out to me in her mind. It was the only time we ever were able to actually talk mind to mind. She told me to stay calm and call the fire department. She knew they wouldn't get there in time. I called, and then I panicked anyway. I started running back home. Becky, that sweet sister of mine, in her last moments alive, spent all her time staying calm, telling me how much she loved me. Never once did she panic or express any fear for her life. She made sure that the last thoughts I ever had from her were of love. I was responsible for her death and she told me how much she loved me. I swear to God, I never would have left her there had I known that might happen!" Katie couldn't talk anymore. She buried her head in my chest and cried her little eyes out. My heart ached for her. After awhile, she started talking again.

"During the investigation, it was revealed what my father had done to Becky and what he had been doing to me for six months. My father left town one night and disappeared just before they were going to arrest him. They took me away from my mother. My mother's sister took in foster children for the state. They placed me as a foster child with her. That is the "mother" I was with until a few days ago. She has five other children; her husband is never around. They just take the children in for the money. He shows up when the state comes to visit. When they come next time, they will probably just tell them I ran away."

"If you can imagine what Amy went through, mine was ten times worse. I walked off and left my sister in the same house with that monster. He wouldn't have hurt her if I was there. Also, imagine what it was like to talk to your sister in your mind, knowing she was dying. I had the same black, empty space Amy had. After two weeks of enduring the emptiness, the no home life, the guilt of being responsible for her death, I decided it wasn't worth living anymore. I decided to end it all."

"I planned it well. I stole the sleeping pills from my "mother". I waited until no one was around. I had them in my hand, ready to swallow them, when the voice stopped me."

"I swear I heard a real voice talk to me that day. Not just in my head, but aloud, in the room. I could see no one there. It told me I couldn't kill myself yet. It told me that if I killed myself now, someone like Becky would die, because I wouldn't be there to save her. The voice was so convincing that I stopped myself from taking the pills. I begged the voice to tell me where, when, who, but it never talked to me again."

"A year ago, we moved to this town. The first time I met the cheerleader group, I knew that Cindi and Amy were twins and connected. Even though they did not look like twins, I knew. I could sense them. I had never been around another pair, so I did not know I could do that. I think that is why they were always uncomfortable around me and we were never close. At some deep unconscious level, I think they knew I was like them and that I could sense them."

"When Cindi died, I felt her extinguished from that place in Amy's mind, just as she did. I knew before you got there that she had died. Remember, I had felt a mind die before; Amy wasn't sure what it was, but I knew. I realized the next day the mistake I made when I came out and talked to you, not asking the right questions. I just hoped you wouldn't notice."

"After a few days, I knew Amy was the one I was supposed to help. I didn't know what I was supposed to do, but somehow I knew I would know when the right time came. That Sunday, I woke up and knew the time was right." She looked at me solemnly. "Did you know that Amy was planning on killing herself after you went to bed that night? She didn't know that, but I did. I recognized it. She could take no more. Even then, Amy was sweet and loved you two. She was sad at how much she was hurting you, how much more she knew she was going to hurt you."

"When I went into her room, we sat and talked. She was in so much pain. When you knocked on the door, and she yelled at you, it gave me the opening I needed." She stopped talking for a while, eyes closed. I thought she had gone to sleep.

"How did you do it?" I asked, tears in my eyes. This poor girl. I swore then that I would make it up to her, somehow. She was way too sweet and nice to suffer like she had.

"I don't know. I took her hand in mine, and we looked into each other's eyes. She has the most beautiful, deep green eyes." She looked up at me, and smiled. "Just like yours. I just looked into them for a long time. I could feel her. Then I just felt something... like little tendrils flow from me to her. Then, after awhile, I felt some flow back from her to me. That was it. I was in her mind, where Cindi used to be, and she was in mine, where Becky used to be. The relief and joy of being whole again overwhelmed us. We didn't know what had happened, but we knew what the result was."

"That's about it. Before you ask, no, I am not Cindi. I am Amy's Cindi and she is my Becky, but I am not Cindi. I wish I were Cindi, for you." She smiled warmly at me.

After cuddling for a long time, Katie sat up, turned slightly, and in one athletic move, swung herself over onto my lap, facing me. Before I could react, she wrapped her arms around my neck, leaned in, and kissed me.

When she broke the kiss, I started to speak.

"Katie..."

She shushed me with her finger, and kissed me again. Longer. Softer. A wonderful kiss. If I was going to stop this, I had to do it soon. She was too good a kisser. Then, while kissing me, she started unbuttoning my shirt. Working the buttons with one hand while she softly rubbed each new exposed area of my skin with her other hand.

This time I broke the kiss. I had to speak. This sweet little girl had been abused, taken advantage of so often. I could not do the same thing to her.

"Katie... no, we can't do this. You are vulnerable right now. I can't take advantage of you like this, like everyone else has."

She laughed, her voice a merry tinkle that made my toes curl.

"Do you think this is something new I just decided I wanted because you were nice to me tonight? Patrick... Daddy... this is something I have wanted since almost the first time I met you. I may be taking advantage of you, but you could never take advantage of me." She eyes filled with tears, as she turned serious. "Please, Patrick. Let me give myself finally to someone I really want to give myself to. I have been taken so many times. I have given myself to so many boys, so many older men in search of one that would make me feel loved. Please, give me this tonight, even if it is the only time, let me enjoy it for once because I want it. I love you so much." She whispered softly, tears in her eyes.

Then she laid her head on my shoulder, and whispered in my ear.

"It's ok, I know," she whispered. "I know you love Victoria. I know I can never have you that way. I know I am too young. However, in some ways I am too old. I stake no claim on you. Just love me when you can. It will be our little secret. No one will know. Please. Don't be the only one to ever refuse me, the only one I have ever freely wanted."

I love my wife so much! I was so glad she had already given me permission to do this, because there was no way I could refuse the plea this sweet thing was making to me. I felt this was a mistake, just as I felt it had been with Cindi. I was wrong then; I hoped I would be wrong now. Please do not let me hurt this sweet girl more. I could not stand bringing her more pain.

She looked at me, hope on her face. She squealed with delight when I kissed her. She whimpered as she leaned me forward and took my shirt off the rest of the way. Then she leaned back and pulled her tee shirt over her head, taking it off. She started kissing me again, slowly running her hands across my chest. She gasped as I cupped her breasts, softly stroking her little nipples. We sat there for a long time, her hands around my neck, kissing me, kissing my neck, whispering sweet little things into my ear. I stroked her hair, and kissed her neck too. I bent my head down and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, making her moan.

She broke her contact with me, stood up, and took her shorts and panties off. Then she slipped my shorts off. She smiled as she sat back down on my lap. She smiled even more when she lowered herself down on me, taking me all the way up inside her. She slowly rocked herself back and forth. My goodness, this girl was good! It only took a few minutes before both of us were exhausted, cuddled together with Katie still sitting on my lap. Katie lit up the whole room with her beautiful smile as she looked up at me.

"Oh my, I had no idea it could be like that!" she gasped.

"Katie, is that the first time you've ever... enjoyed it that much?" For some reason, I was suddenly embarrassed.

She smiled at me shyly and nodded her head yes.

"Oh dear, you are you in for a delightful time, young lady. This was nothing."

She blushed prettily. "Oh, goody! I hope I survive!" She smiled shyly. "So, am I a good substitute for Cindi?" Giggle. I froze in panic. I knew, as I looked at her that I could not bluff my way out of this one.

"How... how did you know about that?"

"I didn't," she giggled. "You just told me. I just figured that Cindi probably received comfort from you after her rape just as I just did. It was a good guess, though. I could tell by the way you two acted the last few weeks that she was around. Don't worry; I don't think anyone else caught it. I'm sure Amy doesn't know." She bit her lower lip, trying to decide if she should tell me something. "Except, I'm pretty sure Victoria knows."

I kissed her. "I love you, Katie Marie."

I was taken by surprise when she started crying.

"I'm sorry, sweetie, I shouldn't have said that."

"No! Don't you dare take that back. You just don't know how long I've wanted to hear you say that." She touched my cheek tenderly. "It's ok, I know you don't mean it the way I would, but I'll take love anyway I can. I love you too."

Katie and I made love several times that night, before she went to her room at 5:00, before Amy woke up. The last time, we were lying there in each other's arms, resting.

"Can I tell you something, without you getting upset?" she asked tentatively. I hate questions like that from females! It is a no win position. I nodded my head yes.

"You really love Amy a lot, don't you?" I nodded again; how was that going to upset me? "I know; the last time you had an orgasm you called me Amy. It's ok, I don't mind." She chewed her bottom lip again. "You know, you could have Amy if you wanted her."

Oh God, I did not need to know that!

"Yeah, right. And how would you know that, Little One?"

"She told me. We were playing truth or dare and I dared her to tell me her deepest, darkest, most exciting fantasy. She turned red and said no. I told her she could not change the game in midstream, she had to tell me. She finally told me that she wanted you to be the first one to make love to her." Katie smiled at me impishly. "Want me to tell her you're interested? I could tell her you called out her name when you were making love to me," she giggled.

"Katie! You promised you wouldn't tell anyone! I would get in big trouble. And then Victoria and I wouldn't be able to adopt you."

"I was just kidding. I wouldn't..." her voice tapered off. "What did you say?"

"I said I would get in big trouble."

"Not that, you dope! Did you say... adopt me?? Would you guys... really do that?" She looked at me with watery eyes and quivering lips.

"Yes. Now get your butt upstairs before Amy catches us and kills us both. We will talk about it this weekend." She kissed me and scampered upstairs.

I lay on the couch for a while, feeling happy. Victoria, what did you get me into? Amy wanted me? I was afraid to even think about that one. Why does my life always get so complicated?

Next, I went to see Chief Haskin. After chatting for a while and catching up on our families, I asked him how the investigation was going on the accident. He looked at me strangely, and said the driver was drunk and ran a red light. I asked him if he had checked carefully for other causes. What was the cause of death? Usually dump truck drivers did not die from hitting cars. He looked at me in silence for a minute.

"Is there something you know that I don't?"

"No, I just have an uncomfortable feeling. Just being thorough. Do me a favor, will you? Look at it again. Yourself, personally. You know how paranoid Victoria is. I just want to be able to tell her we are sure."

He agreed he would check it out and let me know.

When I got back to the office, there was a small package waiting for me. It was a ballpoint pen. One of those fancy gel ones. This one was really fancy, though. It contained a cellular phone and a two-way paging radio. The Nextel type that paged anywhere in the country for instant two way talking. And network wide paging. A codebook listed various quick dial numbers. I was #1. Captain Jensen was #2. There were various other numbers listed. Amy and Victoria's cell phone numbers were listed, as was Katie's. However, Katie did not have a cell phone. Oops, yes she did, it was in the package also, nationwide service paid up for two years. She would be excited. Incidentally, the pen really did write also.

I changed my mind about letting "Victoria's people" know that I was providing security for my family now. I knew if I did that, Victoria would find out about it. I did not want that. It could put her in an uncomfortable light with her people. Also, I did not want her to know for her own protection. And... I just did not want her to know. Period. I wasn't so sure there was not a leak somewhere in her organization. I would just depend on the people I was working with to keep things under control. They were the ultimate professionals. Chances are "Victoria's people" would not even know they were there.

When I got home, I discovered a message on the answering machine from Victoria saying she would be home this weekend. Good. It was going to be a special time, because it was our birthday.

Yes, our birthday. One of the odd things about Victoria and I was that we shared the same birthday. We thought it was neat when we first started going together. Just another one of those similarities that attracted us from the beginning. Like both of us being shy growing up... Both of us being number one in our class in high school. Both of us being kind of nerds and computer geeks. Both of us being adopted. It was as if we were made for each other. We still felt that way. However, it made for really fun birthdays. It became a big family event, usually lasting for the whole weekend. We would go see her parents over the weekend also, almost like Christmas. It did help a lot in not forgetting her birthday. I guess it really wasn't that weird. There were four people in my grade school class that had the same birthday as me. I guess I could have married any one of them. Well, three of them, anyway. I would have had to change my sexual preference to marry the fourth one. Anyway, Victoria always managed to get home over that time. It was the one time she never failed to get off.

When I got home, Amy and Katie were already home. Katie was sitting there, all puffy eyed from crying, and Amy had her arm around her, looking serious. She had that 'do something, fix it daddy' look on her face. Uh oh. Another crisis. I hoped it was a silly teenage one, not something serious.

Well, I had plenty of experience with things like this with Cindi. Would I ever stop being sad when I thought about her? I went over, sat next to Katie, and put my arm around her. She dived into my chest and started sobbing. Katie is not as emotional as Cindi was, but she was not far off. She did know how to cry. I looked over at Amy. She just looked at me with big serious eyes and said nothing. Soon the waterworks dried up a little.

"Hey, pretty girl, want to tell me what the matter is?"

She shook her head no. I tickled her a little, getting a little smile.

"Are you sure?"

She nodded her head. So I tickled her some more. She started giggling. I kept tickling her until she was laughing and trying to get away. I held her down.

"Please, stop!" she giggled.

"What will you give me if I stop?"

"Anything!"

"Anything?" I smirked.

She giggled. "Well, almost anything. I lost that a long time ago!" Giggle.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to settle for you telling me what the matter is, then."

Her lip quivered. "You cheated! That's not fair!"

"It can't be that bad, Katie. We will figure it out. Let me help you. That's what Daddy's are for."

"My mom kicked me out of the house!" she sobbed. "What am I going to do? I don't have anywhere to go, I have no money, and I can't even get a job." I kept myself from smiling. This was serious to her. But a 13-year-old even thinking she could get a job?

"Is there any other relative you could live with?" I asked.

"No one cares about me. Who cares about a foster child? Even my mother and father never really cared. I won't go live with my father! I won't! I won't! I will run away first! Even if there were someone that wanted me, I would have to move and not see Amy anymore. She is the only friend I have... I cannot go back to that empty place again...

"I'll kill myself first." She whispered in a tiny voice.

Amy looked terrified. My heart turned over. I lost it. I grabbed her by her shoulders and shook her.

"You will not! You will never do that! I won't allow it! You understand me!" I yelled at her. "I won't lose another daughter," I whispered, tears running down my face.

"I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you. You've been so nice to me. But, I will not go back to my father. And I won't leave Amy. I can't go back there... I can't. You have no idea what it's like... I would die."

She was serious. I could see it in her face. She was more upset than I had ever seen her, but at the same time, she was icy calm about what she said. She hugged Amy, sobbing.

"Well, it seems to me this is easy to fix. You can just stay here. You are here most of the time anyway. You can just move into... Cindi's room."

"I couldn't do that."

"Why? You don't like us?" I teased.

She missed the teasing. "Oh, no! It's not that! I love you people! I just couldn't impose on you."

"Cindi, you would not be imposing. I love you like a daughter. You are rapidly filling an empty place in me that I thought would never be filled again. You are more than welcome here as long as you want," I assured her.

She looked at me shyly, with tears in her eyes. "You called me Cindi," she said in a soft voice.

I looked at her, shocked. I thought back to what I had said. I had. She looked like her. She was taking her place in my heart. I had been afraid I would make that mistake and call her that someday.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm not," she said, fervently. "I would love you to think of me as Cindi. I will gladly be your Cindi any day." We hugged each other and cried. I wondered if she would say that if she knew everything Cindi had been to me. Whom was I kidding? She probably would in a heartbeat. I was the one that had a problem with it. Even my wife did not mind.

Finally, I booted them off the couch.

"Go make supper, you two freeloaders. I have some work to do"

"Freeloaders! How dare you!" Amy giggled. Zing! I got out of there before the next pillow flew.

I went into the other room and called Victoria.

"Hello?"

"Hi!"

"Hi. Is everything ok? The last time you called me like this..."

"No," I reassured her. "Everything is fine."

"In that case, Hi! This is a pleasant surprise. I love hearing from you!"

"I have a question to ask you. Katie was kicked out of her house today. Can she stay here?"

Victoria squealed in delight. "Of course she can! You didn't even need to ask. Wait... there's more, isn't there?"

"Well... yeah. Promise you won't yell at me? And you'll tell me honestly what you really think?"

"Ok. What did you do? I am going to yell at you if you don't tell me pretty quick!"

"Well," I stalled, "I just found out that Katie is a foster child. What would you think about us... adopting her?"

There was a long pause. My heart was in my throat. Then I heard Victoria sniffle.

"Are you crying?"

"God, I love you so much!" she said firmly but quietly. "You are so sweet. I think that is the most wonderful idea I have ever heard. You really love her, don't you?"

"I can't explain it, Victoria. I miss Cindi so much, but when Katie is around, it is a little easier to take. I know she's not Cindi, but she just fits in there so well. She needs to have a family so bad, and she wants it to be us. Are you sure you don't mind?"

"Mind? I think it is a wonderful idea. We can talk about it with her this weekend. We will need to talk to her mother. She can move into Cindi's room. Even some of her clothes..." Victoria was off and running. Being a Mom. I told her I had to go eat dinner and I would talk to her later.

When I went back into the kitchen, I remembered Katie's cell phone. I brought it into the kitchen.

"Here, Katie, I got this for you today."

Her mouth fell open. She looked at it as if I had just given her a new car. Amy ran over to look at it. They both jumped up and down in the middle of the floor, giggling. Dinner was forgotten for a while as they sat down and did those things that only teenagers know how to do with electronics. Did you know Amy can actually program the VCR we have? Certifiable genius. We do not use it much anymore, but she still programs it whenever it needs it, making sure I am in the room when she does it, just to irritate me. I finally took the phone away from them so we could eat. They looked like I had just taken their puppy to the pound.

"You can have it back after supper. Don't cry, Amy!" She stuck out her tongue at me.

"You must carry that with you everywhere you go, you understand, Katie?" She nodded. "Amy, do you carry yours with you all the time?"

"Usually."

"All the time, Amy. Without fail," I told her. Amy looked at me, head cocked to one side slightly. Then she gave me an imperceptible nod of her head, a serious look on her face.

"Yes, Daddy." I could see the question in her eyes.

Later that night, as I tried to go to sleep, I felt Amy slide into bed and snuggle up to me.

"Are you awake, Daddy?"

"Of course. How could I be asleep with a pretty girl cuddled up to me?"

"Flatterer!" she giggled. There was a pause. "Do you really think I'm pretty?" she asked shyly.

What was this? Lack of confidence from Amy?

I turned over to face her. "Amy, you are just about the prettiest girl I have ever seen. You have to know you're pretty."

"Just about? I know. It's just... you're my Dad. I wasn't sure you would think so."

"It works the other way, pretty lady. Dad's always think their babies are pretty."

"So, do you think I'm as pretty as you did the last time I was in bed with you?" she giggled. I knew right away what she was referring to — the time her hand had accidentally brushed against me. She reached over slowly, and laid her hand against me. "Oh my goodness! I guess so!" She removed her hand. "Thank you, Daddy."

Then, she got to why she really came to see me.

"What's wrong, Daddy? Why do you seem so sad tonight?"

"I'm sorry, honey. I have just been... really missing Cindi today. Some days are worse than others... this has been a bad one." I confessed.

"I know. If you could have anything, Daddy, other than having her back — that's a given — what would you want?"

"I think I would just like to talk to her one more time. Just hear her voice one more time."

"Close your eyes, Daddy," Amy said softly.

As I lay there with my eyes closed, wondering what was going to happen, knowing if Amy was involved it would be good and not boring, I felt a soft kiss on my cheek.

"I'm so glad to be here with you, Daddy, I just love you so much and I know that you love me too and I just miss you so much Daddy and you know I would be here with you if I could, please don't be sad for me Daddy I can't stand to see you sad you know I love you and take good care of Mommy and Amy and Katie for me, ok Daddy?"

My God! Cindi! It was her voice, her way of speaking! I missed those run on sentences. Before I could open my eyes in shock, Amy put her hands gently on my eyelids.

"Uh uh. Keep those eyes closed, or she will go away. Wait here." I felt her leave my side.

A minute later, I swear I felt Cindi's body snuggle up to me. I continued to hear Cindi speaking softly to me, telling me how much she loved me, holding me, kissing me gently on my neck and cheek. Then she said goodbye and left me.

When Amy told me, I opened my eyes. Katie was snuggled up to me, smiling shyly, eyes bright and moist. Amy was smiling gently.

"Ok, I understand the body, which was Katie — she looks and feels so much like Cindi. Thank you, dear." I said, as I kissed her. She blushed. "But where did the voice come from, the manner of speaking?"

Amy laughed. "Daddy, I have lived with Cindi for 13 years. We went everywhere together. We shared thoughts, good times and bad. I know her maybe better than she knew herself. I am Cindi and she is me. I can be Cindi for you anytime you want. All you had to do was ask. I wasn't sure I wouldn't make you sadder if I was her for you, so I didn't dare." She bit her lower lip, a sign she was thinking of asking something. "Have you been dreaming of her?" she asked softly. She noticed my look of surprise. "Me too. Very realistic dreams." She tilted her head to the side. "I don't know what it means. Go to sleep now, Daddy."

Katie started to get up off the bed.

"Oh, no, little girl. After that performance, you have to play Cindi all night tonight. You're sleeping here with me." I said as I held her hands. Amy looked at Cindi's face and laughed. "Not like that, dear. Just to snuggle." I told her.

"Darn!" Katie said sheepishly. She and Amy snuggled with me all night long, one on each side. It was the best night's sleep I had had in awhile. It was the first time I went all night without missing Cindi, feeling sad about her. I love my girls!

I woke up the next morning feeling as well loved as a man could be. Katie was laying on top of me (God, she reminds me of Cindi more every day!) and Amy was snuggled as close to me as she could get without being on top of me, with her head on my shoulder and her arm and one leg thrown over me. Man, I have cuddly girls! Since both of them have really long hair, one blond and the other black, there was hair scattered all over the bed, making a pretty two-tone collage. I just lay there for a while, enjoying the view, with a lump in my throat.

Finally, I decided it was time to begin the arduous task of getting these pretty, sleepy little teenagers up for the day. What is it with these kids, anyway? They are the most impressive bundles of energy all day long, never tiring out; but as soon as they hit the bed, waking them up is like waking up the dead. Maybe I should just make thunder noises in Amy's ear — that would wake her up! Maybe not — she was already in daddy's bed, where she runs to be safe! They moaned and groaned, whined and whimpered as I tried to convince them to get out of bed. Finally, I had to use the nuclear option; the threat of a glass of ice water over their heads. Their eyes flew open immediately when I threatened that; "You wouldn't dare!" they protested, with this 'would you?' look in their eyes. What would adults ever do for fun without teenagers to tease?

I got the girls bundled off to school and then went to work. There was nothing new on either the hospital or the police front as far as the investigations. Everything was fine until about 11:30, when I received a call from the school to come pick up my daughter. The school assured me that she was fine, but I needed to take her home. Puzzled, I arrived to find Amy and Katie in the waiting room of the principal's office. Both looked somewhat disheveled. Amy was mad! Katie looked scared. Before I could talk to them, the principal called me into his office. After introducing himself and exchanging pleasantries, we got down to business.

"We had an altercation here at the school involving your daughter Amy and, as I understand it, another young lady that is in your care, Katie. I brought you in here before you talked to them to let you know that all the eyewitness accounts, and my investigation has verified that neither your daughter nor Katie were to blame for the situation that developed. They did not start it. Your daughter did, however, finish it in rather spectacular fashion. If it were not for Katie's calming influence on Amy, things could have gotten out of hand."

"What happened? How did it all start?" I asked.

"There is a group of girls and boys here who have never liked, nor gotten along with the group of cheerleaders your daughter and Katie are a part of. They have never gotten along well, but there has never been a problem before. Apparently that changed today, due to some emotional stress you daughter has been under?"

"Amy has been under a lot of stress. In the last two months, she has almost died herself from a very serious illness and her twin sister was killed in an automobile accident. She has made remarkable progress in the last couple of weeks, but she is still a little fragile and unstable at times. So, what did the unfortunate "victims" make the mistake of saying or doing to Amy?" I enquired.

"I really hate to even go into what happened, as it was rather crude, but you have a right to know. Apparently, Katie has never been very popular with the crowd outside her immediate circle of friends, and she has been teased a lot. She also apparently has at least a reputation among the gossip crowd of being more sexually active than most of the other girls. We have seen no proof of that, but the rumor is there. Apparently, one of the boys that she has refused to date called her a slut. Several of the girls friendly with him joined in. This has happened before, but this is the first time Amy heard it. Amy calmly informed them that if they wished to continue living in the manner they had become accustomed, they would not refer to her friend that way. Apparently the two of them have gotten quite close." He stopped speaking at this point.

"Yes, they have. But so far you haven't told me anything that would account for my daughter and her friend being in the principal's office." I looked at him questioningly.

"That's true. This part is painful for me to relate to you. Apparently, the group in question then turned their attention to Amy, and... um... asked her if she was going to defend this slut since her own slut sister wasn't around anymore."

I gasped and turned white, I am sure. The principal looked very upset and concerned.

"I guess I should ask at this point how many of those children are still in the hospital."

"It was over pretty quickly. Your daughter seems to have had some good teachers in the art of self-defense. All four of the offending students were on the ground in very short order. By that time, Katie was over her shock and removed Amy from the scene. Fortunately, none of the students were seriously hurt. I think once the parents understand what happened and the ramifications of the nature of the teasing, it will all blow over quickly. I would, however, encourage you to talk to your daughter about over reacting to unpleasant stimuli."

I thanked the principal for his time and understanding, and went out to collect my little juvenile delinquents. Amy appeared to be more scared than angry now; Katie, not knowing how I dealt with such situations, was very scared. I took them out to the car, put them in, and headed for home, without saying a word.

"Daddy..." Amy started.

"Not now, Amy. We will talk when we get home." Both of them looked unhappy.

When we got inside the house, we all sat down on the couch.

"First of all, are either of you hurt?" I asked calmly.

They both shook their heads no.

"Ok. Good. Now, suppose you two explain to me why I had to go down to the school today to pick up my daughter, my sweet gentle daughter who is the apple of my eye, who has never been in trouble in her life, to take her home, because of fighting. Fighting??? What got into you, Amy? I never thought I would be disappointed in you." I looked at Katie. "I'm glad at least someone had enough sense to do the smart thing." I sighed in frustration. I saw Amy's eyes fill with tears. Since she had been a little girl, the most effective way to discipline her was to show disappointment in her.

"Daddy..." Tears flowed down her face as her lower lip trembled and her voice shook. She covered her face with her hands and sobbed.

I pulled her over onto my lap and hugged her close, as she put her arms around my neck and cried. After a few minutes, she calmed down. I wiped her tears, held a Kleenex to her nose, and told her to blow. She gave me an 'I'm not a baby' look, and then blew her nose.

I kissed her forehead. "Tell me, honey, what happened."

"We were minding our own b... b... business and they started c... c... calling Katie a slut and I told them to s... s... stop, and then they called Cindi a slut," she sobbed. "Cindi wasn't a slut, Daddy, she was r... r... raped! She wasn't a slut!" She cried softly, tears rolling down her face. Katie was looking at us, eyes wide in horror, as she started crying also. She obviously had never heard about what Amy was referring to. She looked terrified; I really did not like the look on her face. 'Please, do not let this mean what I think it means' I prayed.

"And so you beat them up. Amy, both the principal and I were impressed how you handled yourself, but what were you trying to accomplish?

"I was protecting Cindi!" she whispered. She looked at me, confused.

"From what, Amy? Amy, honey, I am so sorry, but Cindi is dead. How did it help her by what you did? How would she have been hurt if you had walked away? Amy, honey, you risked getting hurt, and hurting others, being kicked out of school, and maybe even spending time in juvenile detention had someone been severely hurt. You also risked Katie getting hurt had the fight gone differently. Did you think of that? Did you think that if you get kicked out of school you would have to go to another school different from Katie?"

Amy was crying again, her eyes wide in shock as she looked at Katie. Katie was not paying attention to us; she had a dazed look on her face, as if she was in another world. I was afraid the world her mind was in right now was not a very pleasant place. I was worried about her. Something was going on here.

"What would you have done, Daddy?" Amy asked in a tiny voice.

I sighed. I knew we were going to get here eventually. All I could do was be honest with her.

"Amy, I would probably have kicked their asses, just like you did. And I would have been just as wrong as you were. Reactions like what you had in that situation must be reserved for situations where life is in danger, or protecting the well-being of others, or even defense of property. But you must pick the times very carefully when such actions are used."

"I'm so sorry, Daddy! I didn't think. I just got so mad. Please don't be mad at me."

"I'm not mad at you, honey. I understand. You have been through some hard times lately. I probably would have done the same thing had someone said those things about Cindi, especially now. I am not so upset at what you did, honey. I just want you to think next time, that this does not become a habit in how you react to these situations. By the way, honey, where did you learn how to fight like that?"

"I didn't. I just knew what to do. I don't know how."

I turned to Katie.

"Katie, honey, why don't you go take a shower and get ready for bed?" She pulled herself away from her thoughts and went into the bathroom.

"Ok, Amy, I've gotten Katie out of here so she doesn't hear things she shouldn't. Now, ask what I can see in your eyes you want to ask."

"What about Mommy, Daddy? How do the things she does fit into this? What about the time at the fair?"

"The fair was a different situation. Both you and your Mother's well-being, if not your life were in danger. They meant to at least rape the two of you. Maybe your Mother over-reacted, but she had reason to be worried and that is how she has been trained. Amy, your Mother is an adult. All adults have to make decisions to do the things they feel are right. Your Mother's job requires her to do things that in other situations or for other people would be wrong. I know she only uses her abilities in situations where she has to, in self-defense or in defense of her family. I have talked to others in her organization and verified that. Even though she is totally committed to what she does, there are many times when she comes home after being out of town that she cries at night when she thinks I am asleep. Don't ever tell her I know that. She pays a price for what she feels has to be done. I respect her greatly for that."

"I understand, Daddy. So you do know what Mommy's job is?"

"Yes, sweetie, I know what she does; I just let her think I don't. I have told you that, too. It is sometimes better to not broadcast everything you know."

Amy looked at me thoughtfully. "Like not telling us everything you do also, right Dad?"

I reached over and kissed her on the cheek. "I think it's time for you to go to bed, Amy. Go kick Katie out of the shower before she uses all the hot water."

After everything that went on that day, and the long talk with Amy, I could not sleep that night. I went down into the basement and watched TV, hoping to fall asleep on the couch. But all I could think of was that look on Katie's face and in her eyes. I hoped she was ok.

Amy's sense of humor takes a little getting used to, and Victoria is not around as often as I am. Besides, who would have expected humor out of the Wicked Bitch of the West that we had seen over the last two weeks?

"Oh, honey it's just that Daddy is special to me too and I don't want him to get hurt. I know he wouldn't defend himself... Oh, you! You're teasing me, aren't you?" Victoria said accusingly.

Amy giggled, a decidedly welcome sound, especially of late. "I'm sorry, Mom. I just couldn't resist. I get Daddy so often; I have to get you when I can."

"Well, I was thinking of forgiving you, but because of that, I think I will hold a grudge a little longer... until you prove yourself, little lady!"

Amy's face fell. "Mom, I know..."

Victoria's face beamed. "Ha! I got you too! It's ok, Amy. I could never hold a grudge against you. Your Dad would never let me, even if I wanted to. You're his favorite, you know." Suddenly, her face got serious as she saw the look on Amy's face and realized what she had said. "Oh, Amy! I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking!"

Amy smiled weakly. "It's ok, Mom. She's unlikely to be someone we're ever going to forget. We have to just act normal and deal with the memories as they come."

They hugged each other and Victoria headed for the airport.

I had been watching Amy as she bantered with her Mom, trying to get a feel for how she was feeling, and which Amy we were seeing today. Now we were alone together.

"So, how are you feeling, Amy? Really." I asked softly.

She came over and hugged me, burying her face in my shirt.

"How am I feeling? Really? Tired. Washed out. Embarrassed. Ashamed, at what I put you guys through. Sad - I miss Cindi. Not as lonely as before. I think Katie is going to be a good friend. Nervous about going back to school and watching everyone dance around me, not knowing what to say. I don't even know what I want them to say. Nervous about how I am going to react. Will I blow up and become Amy the Hun again when someone gets up the courage to say something? Will it be God help the first idiot that says something stupid? Look what I did to you this weekend; you were trying to help and I didn't even mean to hit you. Am I going to become like Mom where certain things set me off? Something happened to her in her past to make her that way, you know. I know it is useful to her in her job to be able to turn it on and off, but she does not seem to be able to control it in certain situations outside of that. I think the talk with Katie helped me a lot. I don't know, Daddy. This is uncharted waters for all of us. And I haven't talked this much in a long time. My mouth is dry."

I smiled. She was still on this kick of the 'talk with Katie'. The girl was desperate because of an empty place in her mind that could never be filled, and suddenly, with a six-hour talk, that fear was gone and everything was ok? Maybe in some sappy erotic internet story on SOL or something, but I didn't believe it. I had missed too many clues in the past and it had cost Amy dearly; I was not falling for this one until I was sure. Time to do some research. However, something else she said interested me more now.

"Amy, you mentioned something about your Mom's job. Why would that be useful as a computer troubleshooter?"

Amy just looked at me silently, giving me that classic Amy 'Who is this stupid two headed alien and what has he done with my Dad' look. Oh well, it was worth a try. I guess I was going to have to be more direct.

"Amy, do you know what Mom's job really is?"

Eye roll. 'How stupid do you think I am?' look. Yep. She was definitely recovering. "Of course, don't you?"

"Um... actually, no I don't. I have made some guesses, but they are just that. So, how can you know and I don't?"

"Oops. I'm sorry, Daddy, I was just kidding you when I said that. I assumed you knew or I wouldn't have teased you like that. I'm sorry."

"So, tell me. What is it? And how do you know?"

"I'm sorry, Daddy. I can't tell you, I promised Mommy I would never tell anyone. She specifically included you in that promise. You will just have to figure it out for yourself as I did. However, you might not want to. I still feel bad about the look on her face when I told her what I knew. She really doesn't want us to know, and she really has a good reason for keeping it secret. Don't figure it out unless you're prepared to make her very sad. I think she's afraid if you knew, you wouldn't love her anymore. She doesn't seem to see what I can see, that that could never happen."

Certifiable genius. What was she going to be like when she grew up and became really smart?

I took Amy to school. She seemed to be handling it well as I dropped her off and her friends surrounded her. I hoped she had a good day. She deserved some good for a change. She had had a rough couple of months. Not as rough as some people, but... I pushed the sadness away and headed to work.

The hospital did not receive any benefit by my finally coming into work. I spent the whole day at work on the internet looking up mental connections among twins. What I found was interesting, and scary.

There wasn't a whole lot of hard data out there, but some interesting studies and more interesting theories and "conclusions". The first thing I found interesting was that the mental connection that Amy and Cindi had was variable in expression from case to case and was most often found in identical twins, not fraternal twins. Although all of it was rare, it was rarer in non-identical twins. It was often stronger than this case, but it was not unknown to get stronger. It was extremely rare in non-twins. Sometimes it bled over into family members. The scary thing was that often one twin did not survive the death of the other twin. We were lucky with Amy, but I did not think it was really luck. She showed the classic symptoms of those that did not survive, usually terminating in suicide or wasting away, losing the will to live. After reading the information, I felt even stronger that, somehow, Katie had saved our little girl. As I read further, it was clear to me that she did not do it by just talking to her, as Amy claimed! Not that it mattered; I knew in my heart that Katie would never cause harm to Amy; she just wanted to help. I wondered if she was getting something out of it too.

I let work early. I knew they meant well, but I just got tired of dealing with the consolation callers and visitors. I knew I would always remember Cindi, but I wanted it to be at times when I was ready to deal with it, not walking down the hall and suddenly having to go through it all again. I knew I would have to get used to it, but not today.

I walked in the house at the same time as Amy and Katie. Amy looked better than she had in awhile - she and Katie were laughing, joking, and having a good time. Amy did one of her favorite "get Daddy" things when she saw me behind her. She started telling Katie all about a really steamy sexual relationship she was having with this hot older guy at school, just so I could overhear. We both knew it was untrue, but she knew it made my heart go flip-flop that my little girl was growing up. She would act surprised when she saw me, and stop talking about it. Only problems were, a) she couldn't keep from giggling because she thought it was so darn funny, and b) since she knew little about the practical aspects of sex (make that nothing, I hope!) she would often describe acts that were either physically impossible for normal humans or at least were not possible by 108 lb, 13 year old teenage girls. Let her have her fun. I'll have mine when she brings her first boyfriend home.

"Hi Daddy! Katie and I are going to make you dinner tonight. Katie's staying for dinner."

I groaned. "Can Katie cook? I've tasted your cooking!" I am not stupid. I always say things like that in the living room, because couch pillows are the most likely thing she will pick up there to throw at me. They hurt much less than other things. Zing! There it came.

"DAD!" She shrieked. "I'm a good cook!" She was, too.

"Yeah, and I'm Napoleon Bonaparte," I muttered. Zing! Another one.

"Sir, is it alright if I stay?" Katie asked shyly. The manners on this girl are unbelievable. I still cannot get over a shy Katie. Although she is quiet, she does not seem to be shy around anyone else.

"Absolutely not." I stated emphatically. Amy gave me a dirty look. Zing! "Not unless you call me Patrick. You are welcome in this house anytime, Katie," I assured her. "It's Amy we're sick of and are trying to get to move out as soon as possible. Say! Do you want to move into her room when we get rid of her?" Zing! Ok, all the couch pillows were on the floor, I could stop now. Katie looked at me strangely, almost with a hopeful look. What was going on there?

"Forget it, Daddy. When I move out, maybe tomorrow, she is going to be my roommate." She gave me her best 'little girl begging daddy' look. "Can I borrow some money for rent?" Then she dissolved into giggles as Katie looked at both of us like we were nuts. Ah yes, my sweet Amy was back. Fortunately, probably thanks to Katie, we did not have pepperoni and sausage pizza with spumoni ice cream for supper.

Victoria called as we were finishing with dinner. She would be home in 20 minutes. Amy put her on speakerphone.

"Are you hungry, Mom? Katie and I cooked dinner!"

"Well, maybe if Katie helped... it's not pizza is it?" she teased.

"MOM!! Not you too?!?" Amy had a huge grin on her face. One of the few people I have seen that actually likes to be teased. Katie just looked lost. Amy chattered away to her Mom, ignoring our attempts to tell her she could talk to her live in 20 minutes.

"Ok, Amy, I'm pulling up in front of the house. You can hang up now." Amy sure loves to stretch out a joke. She continued to talk until Victoria, standing right next to her, reached over, took the phone out of her hand, and hung it up. We smiled tolerantly as Amy giggled helplessly. Katie seemed to think it was the funniest thing, too. Teenagers!

Amy decided to go to Rebecca's house later with Katie. She said it would be way too noisy around here to get any studying done, throwing looks at us. Katie looked confused, and then blushed as she realized what Amy was saying. It looked like maybe Katie was spending the night. She did not seem in any hurry to go home. That's ok, I like having her around. I just wondered how long my heart would go flip-flop when I caught her out of the corner of my eye and thought I saw Cindi standing there.

Victoria and I cuddled together on the couch, kissing softly and gently. I stroked her beautiful hair, and kissed her neck. God, I had missed her this time. I wanted to spend more time with her; I wanted her around more. She was my wife, my lover, my sweetheart, my soul mate. There could never be another. I had known that since the first week we had dated. I knew her job was important, both to her, and in the grand scheme of things. I knew I was probably just feeling vulnerable because of Cindi. However, I was afraid for her. I could not bear the thought of her getting hurt, or worse. I did not think "her people" could protect her as they had promised me. They had failed in San Francisco. They had failed at the fair. They had failed in the "car accident". A thought entered my head unbidden. Had they failed when Amy got sick? Had they failed with Cindi's accident? I did not know, but I was damn well going to find out. If I found out that Amy's sickness or Cindi's death were not accidents, those responsible would wish they were dealing with Victoria. They would find out what my eyes, dark green like Victoria's and Amy's, looked like when I let the monster loose. It would be directed against Victoria's protectors as well as her enemies if I found out they had been involved or negligent in their duties. However, I knew I could no longer let the protection of my family rest in the hands of strangers that I did not trust. I just could not leave them out there all by themselves. If "her people" could not, or would not, protect them, I would. If they got in the way, they would be sorry and I would not be responsible for what happened.

I felt the weight of the world lift off my shoulders. Many years ago, I had walked away from something I did not think I could do anymore, something I was one of the best in the world at. I think I always knew in the back of my mind that the day would come when I could not live with that decision anymore. That day was now here. I could not ignore the danger my family might be in and live with myself. I was not sure I could live with myself anyway if Cindi's death turned out to be not an accident and I had not acted sooner. I was good at what I did in medicine. In the top three, or better, in the country. I was now going to go back, at least part time, at least for a while, to something I was even better at. For the best reason in the world. To protect my girls. However, this time I would make sure it did not change me into something I did not want to be.

Victoria smiled at me as I laughed aloud. I smiled at her.

"God, I love you so much!"

She smiled happily. "I love you too. What brought that on? Besides the obvious?" she grinned as she looked at my lap.

"Wait here. I'll be back in a little while."

She looked confused, but folded her hands in her lap and relaxed. I ran into the bathroom, and started to fill the tub with water. I put the bubble bath in and then waited for the tub to fill with hot, almost too hot water. I ran back to her, grinning like an idiot. She was smiling, looking at me as if I had lost my mind. I took her hands, and gently pulled her to her feet. I kissed her, softly and sensually, and I heard her breath catch in her throat. Or was it mine? Ok, ours. I slowly started taking her clothes off, kissing each part of her body as it became exposed. She closed her eyes and shivered. When she was completely naked, looking like the goddess she just had to be, I stood there silently, just watching her, not moving. Finally, she opened her eyes and looked at me. She tilted her head slightly to the side, as I had seen Amy do so often, and looked at me.

"My turn?" she asked. I nodded, unable to speak. She slowly, sensuously removed my clothes, piece by piece. When she was done, she held my hands loosely, and looked into my eyes, unshed tears filling hers. "I love you so much," she whispered.

"Close you eyes," I murmured. I kissed her and then I reached down and picked her up in my arms.

"Patrick!" she squealed, laughing.

"Uh uh. Eyes closed." I repeated.

I carried her into the bathroom. I lowered her into the bubble bath water.

"What are you doing?" she asked, as I took the washcloth and started to wash her. She leaned back and sighed happily, then closed her eyes again. "Amy says this doesn't work so well this way; that it works much better if you get in too."

"Oh? And what else did you and Amy talk about, huh?"

"Wouldn't you like to know? Get in here, you dummy."

"Move forward, little tub piggy."

"Tub piggy! You should talk! Amy said there almost wasn't enough room in here for her, because of all the room taken up by a certain body part of a certain person that shall remain nameless!" she giggled.

Ok, that was more information than I needed! I hurried up and got in the tub, blushing furiously, before I got embarrassed even further. Victoria laughed delightedly at me.

"You are just too funny!" she got out between giggles.

She leaned back against me, closed her eyes, and relaxed. I gently started washing her body. She was just so beautiful it took my breath away. I paid special attention to her breasts, to make sure they were clean. Then I put the washcloth aside, and paid extra special attention to another very special area with my fingers. She must have really liked that, because after a few minutes, she cried out softly, her whole body tensed up and then she shook all over, whimpering softly. She shivered, and pushed against my hand.

"Please. I can't take anymore."

I continued to touch her softly, and after a few moments she cried out "Oh, God, not again?" She trembled all over and then collapsed against me. I stroked the inside of her thigh softly.

When she started to breath again, I lifted her up, slid underneath her, and set her down, inserting myself slowly all the way up inside her in one smooth motion. I felt her tremble all over, as I softly rubbed her stomach, making love to her slowly.

"What are you doing to me?" she whispered, her voice shaking.

"Showing you how much I love you. Victoria, you are my life. I would do anything for you," I whispered, as we climaxed together.

We lay there for a long time, enjoying the glow. Then we heard the front door open and close, sweet little teenage voices chattering back and forth, giggling and laughing almost continuously. We grinned, knowing we were about to gross out our young daughter again.

Amy and Katie walked into the bathroom, looking for us. I don't know what they expected to find — it was a bathroom, after all — but they stopped dead in their tracks. They both blushed all the way down to their toes. Amy did not screech and run away this time. They both looked at us tenderly.

"God, Mom and Dad, that is just about the hottest, sexiest thing I have ever seen!" Amy blurted out and then they turned around silently, and went to Amy's room. We heard the door close softly.

Later, we all sat down to watch one of the girl's sappy romantic movies. Amy and Katie were cuddled up on either side of me, and Victoria sat on may lap, snuggling. Amy, for once, did not say a word about our making out. She told me later that we just had a glow about us that she could not bear to mess up. I saw her and Katie look sideways at us a few times, smiling.

Later, as we went to bed, Amy gave me an especially long hug, and a tender kiss. Katie looked at me longingly. I held out my arms, and she flew into them eagerly, blushing furiously. What was it about this sexy little girl, rumored to be so experienced, that she blushed around me so often?

Later, Victoria and I lay in bed talking quietly. As happens so often between the two of us, she brought up the very subject I had been thinking about.

"Honey, I think we should do something special for Katie. She saved Amy. I know we can't ever repay her for what she did, but I think we should show her how much we care, how much we appreciate her and what she did for us." Victoria looked at me, eyebrows raised, waiting for my answer.

"I was actually thinking the same thing. I just didn't want to mention it; I didn't want you to think I was just trying to get into her panties!" I teased. "I thought about buying her a car, but she can't drive yet and I wanted something more immediate. I thought about paying for her college tuition, but that is a long way off too. What do you think she would really like?"

"Well," Victoria mused, biting her lower lip (she looks just as cute as Amy does when she does that!), "I think you have already hit on the right idea; you just mentioned it."

"The car? College? But they're so impersonal and far away."

"No, silly. The other idea you had. Why don't you get into her panties?"

"VICTORIA!!"

She giggled like a teenager. Sounded just like Amy when she teases me.

"You are so much fun! Actually, I'm serious. You do know she is madly in love with you, don't you?"

"Oh, come on! She can't be! She's 13; I'm 37. That's ridiculous!"

"Since when does age have anything to do with it? All the girls know it. Ask Amy. Why do you think you two end up in a room together alone so often? They think it's "cute" and clear out to give you two some time alone together. It's not as if you're not attracted to her. I've seen the way you look at her when you think I'm not watching!"

"You're crazy!" I exclaimed. "She's a very pretty girl, cute as all get out and sweet as they come. But..."

"But she reminds you so much of Cindi it almost makes you cry. And I know how much you loved her." Victoria interrupted.

"I could never do that to you, Victoria." My heart pounded in my chest. "Don't you love me anymore? Are you tired of me?" I whispered, shaken.

Victoria gasped. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm sorry! I should have known you would misunderstand me that way. You should know better than that, especially after tonight. I'm not talking about undying love, or marriage, or replacing what we have. Look, we want to do something special for Katie, something she wants more than anything else. The poor girl is hurting, honey, and her life is shit. Her words, not mine. The best thing in her life right now is her friendship with Amy. It's the only thing that keeps her from wallowing in despair and depression. There is only one thing she really wants in this world, and that is for you to make love to her. She knows she can't have you; she knows she could never take you away from me, and she wouldn't do that to me anyway. I love her and she loves me. If that is what she wants more than anything in the world, I would be more than willing to share her when I am out of town. I know you get lonely, and you don't have Cindi anymore. Give her what she wants. God knows she deserves some happiness for a change. Honey, I am not threatened by a 13 year old girl. Hell, if Cindi didn't interfere with our love, no one could.

"Victoria..."

"I'm not giving you permission to have sex with anyone you want," she interrupted me again. "I'm giving you permission, encouraging you, to give one very special girl that we both love like our own daughter, now even more than ever, a very special gift that would mean the world to her. Who knows, maybe you can reach inside that shell and help her deal with the demons she has in there. I know from Cindi how good you are at that. Just promise me you'll think about it, ok?" She reached over and kissed me.

"Can I talk now?"

"Sure," she laughed. "Unless I think of something else to interrupt you about!"

"Sweetheart, you are amazing. Do you have any idea how much I love you, even though you scare the hell out of me sometimes? I never knew you were so kinky! What is going to happen if you regret doing this? Or get jealous? What if you really don't mean this, and I do it, and you hate me for it because I was supposed to know you wanted me to say no? What would happen if Amy found out? She would hate me forever for cheating on you; at least the incredibly short time forever would be before she killed me. Maybe you have forgotten that punch, but I haven't!"

Victoria laughed happily. She was really enjoying this!

"You are just so precious! We both know I don't play those games, setting you up for a test to see how you will perform. If I was not prepared to offer her this, I wouldn't have brought it up. I would have no need to bring it up unless I was serious and sure about it; you never would have thought about it. I know you would have never tried anything with her; she would have to drag you kicking and screaming to bed like Cindi did. If I regret it or get jealous, which I won't if you don't start ignoring me, we just stop it right there. Katie would know nothing like this was permanent or irrevocable. She just wants a little bit of happiness for a while, and you are the only one she trusts. As for Amy finding out, you might be more surprised about that than you think. She clears out of the room to leave you two alone too, you know. Please, honey, just tell me you'll think about it. It's your decision."

"Ok. I can see I'm not going to get any sleep tonight if I don't shut up and give in. Some of us have to work tomorrow. I will think about it, Ok. Just for you. And, just for the record, I did not kick when Cindi dragged me to bed. Screamed, yes, but I did not kick!"

She squealed in delight, and kissed me. Then she straddled me and took me up inside of her. All the while she rode me she whispered in my ear. Telling me how cute and sexy Katie's body would look. Telling me how pretty she was. Describing in great detail all the things Katie would do to me. All the things I could do to her. Telling me how soft, smooth and firm her cute little body would feel. Laughing softly and merrily at how hard I was, and how fast I came up inside her. We fell asleep with her on top of me. I slept all night long, dreaming of Cindi and Katie. I dreamed that Cindi told me it was ok; make poor Katie as happy as I had made her. She helped me to make love to her the first time, showed me what she would like and showed me how to make her happy. After Katie fell asleep in the dream, stretched out happily next to me, purring like a little kitten in her sleep, Cindi told me she loved me ever so much, that she would never stop loving me. She put a beautiful red rose on my chest, closed my eyes gently with her fingers, and gently helped me to go to sleep. It was the most wonderful dream I had ever had. I knew even in the dream that I was just dreaming, but it felt so real.

When I woke up in the morning, Victoria was already gone. As I lay there, slowly waking up, lying on my back, I saw a beautiful red rose, lying on my chest. I wondered why Victoria had left me a rose, and where she had gotten it. She had never done that before. I later found a note telling me she had been called out of town unexpectedly this morning and that she would look forward to seeing me again. She told me she loved me more than life itself.

After I took a shower, made breakfast, kicked Amy and Katie's cute little butts out of bed (we had convinced Katie, after much argument from Victoria, Amy and me that she could stay in Cindi's room whenever she stayed over) and got them off to school, I figured I might as well get started with what I had to do.

I picked up the phone, and dialed a long distance number. I then got another dial tone. I dialed a second long distance number. I got a dial tone again. Finally, I dialed a third long distance number. The line seemed to go dead for about five seconds. I now had a secure, untraceable line. Then the phone was picked up, and a female voice said "yes?"

"Do you recognize my voice?" I asked.

There was a brief hesitation. "Yes, sir!" she said softly.

"I would like to speak to Captain Jensen, please," I asked politely.

A brief hesitation again. "Yes, sir! Please hold on and I will connect you, sir!"

Ten seconds later, the phone was answered again.

"Captain Jensen speaking. How may I help you?"

"Do you recognize my voice?" I asked again.

There was a slight note of surprise in his voice. "Yes, sir, I do."

"My authorization code is Alpha Tango seven three four six X-ray. Please repeat that back to me," I requested.

"Yes, sir. Alpha Tango seven three four six X-ray, verified, sir. My authorization code is Delta four seven three Charley. Please repeat that back to me, sir."

"Your authorization code is Delta four seven three Charley," I repeated.

"What can I do for you, sir?"

"Please activate plans G and K, effective immediately, for numbers 1, 2, 3 and 5. Attach codes P and T to those plans, please," I continued.

I heard a slight intake of breath. He answered in a quiet tone of voice.

"Yes, sir. Activate plans G and K effective immediately, for subjects 1, 2, 3, and 5. Attach codes P and T. Am I to understand that number 4 is not to be involved, sir?"

"Number 4 is no longer active, Captain."

"I understand, sir. I am sorry to hear that, sir. You understand that I need you to repeat this back to me to verify, sir."

"I understand, Captain. Activate plans G and K, effective immediately, for subjects 1, 2, 3, and 5. Attach codes P and T," I repeated.

"Thank you, sir. What intensity are you requesting, sir?" he asked.

"Intensity code M, Captain."

"Are you sure, sir?" He blurted out, without thinking.

I smiled. "Yes, Captain, I am quite sure."

"I'm sorry, sir, of course you are sure, sir. Intensity code M, sir. What response codes are you requesting, sir?"

"Response codes E and I, Captain," I answered.

"Yes, sir. Response codes E and I, sir. This request will be activated in about ten minutes, and will be fully active in twelve hours, sir. It will remain active until terminated by you personally, sir. Is there anything else I can do for you, sir?"

"Thank you, Captain. That will be all for now."

"Thank you, sir. Please contact us if we can be of further assistance, sir. And sir... Welcome back, sir! It is good to hear from you again, sir!

"Thank you, Captain," I said, and hung up the phone.

I sat in the chair, thinking. I had done what I could to make my family as safe as possible. I would have to notify "Victoria's people" of the change in protection. If they got in our way, that was their tough luck, but I did not want them ignorantly stumbling into something. Now it was time to start finding out if someone had been messing with my babies. God help them if they had, because no one else would be able to.

 

As we got on the bed mom moved over to dad and said that they should go first and give us a few pointer. Sara moved over closer to me and we instantly began to explore each others body, I went straight for her tits and started pinching and pulling slightly onto her puffy nipples. She let out a low moan and moved her hand down to my cock and balls touching almost like she was examining them which actually that’s what was happening.

 

Dad laid on his back with his cock pointing to his chest and mom slid in between his leg she grabbed dads dick and lightly cupped his balls then turned to us and started talking about men’s sensitivities in the area demonstrating by licking dads balls under his shaft and around his head.

 

As we stared she mentioned about how men love a woman who can deep throat, at that time she lowered her head and began to lick the underside of dads shaft then up the head swirling her tongue around it as before, then suddenly took the whole thing into her mouth swallowing it to the hilt like it was the nothing.

 

She stayed there for a few seconds then raised up looked over at me then patted the bed next to her and so I moved up and laid on my back like dad and as I did mom asked Sara if she wanted to try, Sara quickly jumped at the chance and climbed in between my legs and with her soft gentle hand she grabbed my dick and slowly started moving up and down feeling all the veins and the large red head.

 

Then all at once she knelt down and took my head into her mouth. I almost lost it but somehow held out, her tongue felt like velvet as she took my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. Mom looked on and gave advise telling Sara to go slow and feel my head reach the back of her throat and to relax and not to rush.

Mom then told me to just lay still and let Sara do the work so that I wouldn’t cause any discomfort, which I gladly complied. Sara was doing an amazing job she was stroking me with her right hand and cupping and playing with my balls with the other.

 

As she got going mom turned back to dad and quickly took him all the way down. She then turned herself around so that her steaming hot pussy was just over dads mouth. I could see dads tongue darting quickly then alternating to long licks from moms clit to her asshole.

 

Taking my parents lead I reached for sis and she needed no further encouragement and before I knew it I was looking up at the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen, which wasn’t many unless you count the magazines and movies but none the less it was the best. She had a little puffy mound covered just barely with light wispy hair and pink little lips just protruding out from her moist slit.

 

I took a moment to take it all in and then Sara getting impatient lower herself on my mouth, I started kissing the edges of her mound then out to her inner thigh hitting the other direction making her squirm in anticipation. Finally I could hold out no longer and spread her thin juice dripping lips and began licking like I hadn’t eaten in a week.

 

Sara’s ass started rotating and gyrating from my attention. Having watch mom and dad I decided to expand my area of coverage and with a slow long lap I went from the top of  her pussy to her asshole, she nearly jump off the bed when I shoved my tongue as far as it could go, at first I got scared that she either wouldn’t like it or would bite my dick off or both, but she settled down and lowered back down to me giving me full access to her behind.

 

From the sounds mom and dad where making they were both about to cum, sis and I both stopped to watch and learn. Moms ass was bouncing all over dads face while he was thrusting his cock into her throat making it hard for her to hang on.

 

Mom let out a loud moan and dad let out several grunts as he lifted his ass up off the bed and stayed there while he slot his load down moms throat. Mom just took dad deeper swallowing all dad could give her, damn she was good. Having drained dad of all his manly juice she let his dick fall from her mouth as she sat up and apply more pressure to her burning fire hole.

 

Dad took the cue and really went full force, shoving a finger in moms ass as he sucked on her pussy causing mom to start bouncing up and down feeling her own orgasm building. Mom reach over and started rubbed her hand up and down Sara’s ass crack and pussy as she went over the edge screaming in desire and flooded dads face with her wonderful mommy juices.

 

That was all I need I told Sara to watch out as I was coming thinking she would remove my dick from her mouth but to the contrary she only went all the way down and sucked harder as I released my cum down her throat, to my surprise she only gag a little and never spilled a drop, she looked back at me and just smiled asked if she was good. All I could do was grunt and smile back.

 

As I recovered I let her know that now it was her turn.

 

Wanting to give my sister the same pleasure she gave me I inserted two fingers into her sloppy wanton pussy all the while licking and sucking on her clit as she approached climax I soaked a finger from my other hand in her pussy and then when it was nice and wet I moved up and slowly inserted it into her tight little pucker hole.

 

She let out a sigh of surprise but quickly settled down and started riding my face and fingers, mom having calmed down lent a hand and leaned over and started sucking and rubbing on Sara’s boobs. Sara’s ass started moving in time with my tongue and fingers, her pace quickening as she felt the burning building deep from within her.

 

She started whimpering then became louder to a low moan all the while she rubbed and push her wonderful ass and pussy all over my face like she was trying to smother me, what a way to go. I started moving my finger in and out of her ass at an increased rate and that was all she could take.

The next thing I knew I was the recipient of my sisters release of which I tried my best to swallow it all but some still spilled out and ran down my cheeks to the bed soaking the sheets. Mom leaned over and started licking her daughters cum off my cheeks as well as using her tongue to try and steal some from my mouth as she kissed me.

 

Sara collapsed on top of me and just let out a sigh of contentment as mom slowly laid back down on dad gave is dick on last lick and then we all fell asleep with Sara on me and mom on dad it was one of the best sleeps I had ever had.