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Chapter 1: Writer's Block\par \par Carrying the two wine glasses, Mike
walked over to the couch where his partner, Susan, sat.  Handing her a
glass, he sat down beside her.  "A toast," he said.  "To a job well
done."\par \par Susan held up her glass and replied, "Here, here." As she
tilted the glass back, Mike noticed her shoulder holster.  Girls with guns
were such a turn on for him.\par \par ***********\par \par David stared at
the computer screen in horror at what he had just written.  Girls with guns
were a turn on?  How cheesy was that?\par \par David deleted the last line
of his story, and paused.  Then he paused some more.  "Fuck," he exclaimed
in frustration.  He had just written the entire book, and the ending just
wasn't there.  "All I need to do is have them fuck, have him change into a
werewolf, and the story is done," he thought.  "But how do I start that
damn sex scene?"\par \par David's latest book was about a serial killer
that killed his victims during sex.  The catch was that the killer was a
werewolf.  The werewolf was trying to reproduce, and when it failed to
impregnate a woman, he would change, and eat them instead.  Mike and Susan
were the detectives tracking him down.  They eventually find, and kill the
werewolf.  What Susan was about to find out was that there were in fact two
werewolves; Mike was the second.\par \par "Now if I can only get this last
scene down," David thought to himself as he slouched down in his chair, and
glanced around his office looking for inspiration.\par \par His oak desk
was set up against the side wall.  He had set it there so he could look out
the window into his backyard.  Looking out across his yard, across the
neighboring field, he could just make out the sun coming up over the
mountains.  The sky seemed afire, as the golden orb crested the mountain
range.  He woke early each morning just for that view.\par \par After a few
minutes of sightseeing, he turned around in his chair to survey the rest of
the room.  Two book shelves spanned the length of another wall.  Most of
the books on those shelves were favorites of his and his daughters.  Then
there were several research books.  One shelf held books he had written. 
There were nine at the moment.\par \par Against the next wall was another
desk.  This one was metal, and looked like it belonged to a teacher in a
classroom.  The family's second computer, humming happily, sat atop it. 
That one was suppose to be shared by David's daughters, but more often then
not they used both computers.  David didn't let that bother him though.  He
loved his girls to the point of distraction.  Plus he could always write on
his laptop.\par \par Beside the second desk was a printer, scanner, and fax
machine.  David never used any of these items, but his girls used the
scanner and printer often.  No one used the fax.\par \par The final wall,
where the door to the rest of the house was, held nothing of note, but a
painting hanging from it.  The painting displayed an elephant charging.\par
\par David returned his eyes to the screen.  He made a few more attempts,
and finally decided to take a break.  As he pushed his chair back, his eyes
fell upon a picture that sat on his desk.  The picture showed a pretty
woman of about twenty.  She had long raven black hair, and an impish smile.
Her name was Lori.\par \par David reached out, and took the picture.  He
stared into those beautiful brown eyes, and gave it a half smile.  "I miss
you love," he said quietly.  Sighing he set the picture back in its proper
place.  "Maybe that's my problem with this scene," he mused to himself. 
Lori had died while giving birth to David's daughter, Jessie.  After that,
he had thrown himself completely into raising Jessie, and his writing.  He
hadn't dated anyone.  "Guess it's hard to write about something you don't
know anything about," he chuckled.\par \par David left the room, and walked
toward the kitchen.  As he walked past the stairs he heard someone moving
about upstairs.  He knew that it was Jessie.  Kat wouldn't be getting up
until after Jess left.\par \par As David walked into the kitchen, he
considered making breakfast, but decided not to.  Today neither Jess, nor
Kat would want any.  David instead poured himself some coffee, grabbed a
bagel, and headed to the living room.\par \par Sitting down in his favorite
chair, David took a bite from his bagel, and turned on the TV.  Flipping
through the channels, he finally settled on a soap opera.  He had no idea
which one it was, because he didn't care.  All soaps were the same to
David. He figured that the thinly stretched plot line would bore him enough
to get his own creative juices flowing again.\par \par Hearing someone
descending the stairs, David looked over his shoulder, and saw Jess.  She
was wearing blue shorts, a blue top, and white sneakers.  She worked part
time at the marina, washing the boats docked there.  Today was her last
day.\par \par "Good morning, honey," He said to her as he settled back into
his chair, and returned his attention to the television.\par \par "Morning,
dad," she replied as she bent to give him a kiss on the check.  Continuing
the move, she then took a bite out of his bagel.  She then headed into the
kitchen.  David didn't have to look to know that the rest of her breakfast
would be a glass of orange juice.\par \par "Kat getting up," he asked
though he knew the answer already.\par \par "Guess not," Jess replied as
she walked back into the room carrying a glass.  She had a disgusted look
on her face.  "I tried to get her up, but she just pulled the covers over
her ear.  And she shooed me!  Can you believe that?"\par \par "Oh?  Well I
guess she is tired love," David replied while hiding a grin with his bagel.
"She was up late last night."\par \par "So was I, and I got up.  She can be
so lazy sometimes."\par \par David kept his voice neutral when he said,
"Let her sleep, love.  It is her first day as a graduate after all." David
knew why Kat had stayed in bed, just as he knew that she would be up just
as soon as Jess left.\par \par "If she hadn't promised to drive me to work,
I wouldn't mind so much.  She was going to be my moral support."\par \par
David found that humorous.  Jessica looked like a street thug, but was
afraid of her own shadow.  She had her mother's black hair, and wore it cut
short in a choppy manner.  While nowhere near husky, most people who saw
her thought "Now there's a girl who can take care of herself." They were
wrong, but that's what they thought.  She couldn't throw a punch to save
her life.\par \par "Don't worry.  You'll do just fine.  When are you going
to tell them?"\par \par "About lunch time, I guess," Jess replied as she
sat on the arm of her father's chair.  Glancing at the television she said,
"That must be some writer's block."\par \par David chuckled at that.  Jess
knew him real well.  "Just having a bit of trouble with the final chapter.
I will get it eventually."\par \par "Well, tell me.  What's got the great
writer so flustered?"\par \par David, who had just taken a sip of coffee,
choked a little on that.  The word flustered hit a little to close to home.
"It's nothing.  Nothing at all.  I should have it finished tonight."\par
\par Jess gave him a long look.  "Don't give me that.  What's the
problem?"\par \par "Don't you got to go to work?" David asked.\par \par "Oh
no you don't.  You aren't changing the subject that easy.  What's the
deal?"\par \par Sighing, David told her about writing the whole story until
the final chapter where there was a sex scene.\par \par "So?" Jess
shrugged, "Just write it and be done."\par \par "I will just as soon as I
find the words."\par \par "It's sex, dad.  Not the bill of rights.  Just
write anything." Jess replied.  She didn't seem the least bit embarrassed
by the topic.\par \par David was just a tad bit embarrassed by the topic.
"Well, I tried, but it sounded real lame."\par \par Jess gave her father a
long look, and then narrowed her eyes as a thought came to her.  "Just how
long has it been since you've had sex, dad?"\par \par "That's none of your
business, young lady," David said.\par \par "Oh hell with that.  Answer
me."\par \par David considered arguing, but gave in.  Jess usually got what
she wanted.  "A few months before you were born, okay."\par \par "What?"
Jess exclaimed.  She was so startled by that answer that she about fell off
the chair arm.  As she stood up, she asked, "What the hell have you been
doing all this time?"\par \par "Jess, come on.  Between you and my writing,
I haven't even thought about it."\par \par "Dad, that's bull.  Why haven't
you been dating?  You know mom wouldn't want you to be alone."\par \par
David laughed.  "It's not like I've got ladies lining up."\par \par "Are
you blind?" Jessie asked her father, "I can name a dozen girls right now
who would jump for the chance to be with you." Jess then got a sly gleam in
her eyes.  "Even our very own Kat has a crush on you."\par \par That
comment about floored David.  While Katrina wasn't his real daughter, he
had basically adopted her years ago.  David had been a family friend to
Katrina's parents, and her godfather.  Her father, who was a cop, had
gotten shot in the line of duty.  Her mother had retreated into herself
soon after, and had to be put into a home to be looked after.  Kat, having
no other relatives, had lived with them ever since.\par \par "That's not
funny, Jess," David scolded her.\par \par Jess just shrugged.  "I'm not the
one with the crush on you, father." Then with a smile she added, "But don't
get any ideas about her.  She's still your daughter." Then with a laugh she
headed to the door leaving David sputtering.\par \par ***********\par \par
Still chuckling, Jess stopped by the table that was placed by the front
door for mail, and keys.  She reached for her father's set of keys, and
then paused.  With an evil grin on her face, she grabbed the set with the
pink miniature flip-flop hanging from them.\par \par She glanced up to the
ceiling to where Kat was still in bed, and said aloud, "If you're going to
sleep all day, then you won't need you car Kitty-cat."\par \par She ran her
hand up the back of her head, fluffed her hair, and then shook her head
causing her short hair to fly about.  With a grin, she was out the
door.\par \par Walking to the driveway, she avoided the walkway in favor of
walking through the still damp grass.  She inhaled the wet morning
fragrance.  "God, I love this time of day."\par \par She walked past her
father's red Jeep Wrangler, and climbed into Kat's black Mustang GT. 
Quickly she adjusted the mirrors, and started the car up.  "It's all inside
of me, it's all inside of my head," blared from the speakers.\par \par Jess
leaned her head back for a second, allowing the sound of the radio to flow
over her.  She could feel the power of the car, as if it wanted to drive
itself.  She loved this feeling.\par \par Finally, Jess backed out of the
drive, and went to work.\par \par ***********\par \par Katrina was out of
bed and at the window in an instant.  She recognized the sound of her car's
engine.  "That little tramp," she said aloud as she watched her car working
its way down the long driveway.  As the car disappeared behind the trees
that engulfed their front yard, she smiled at the irony of this.  Jess had
just driven off in her car, and Kat would soon return the favor.\par \par A
knock at her door pulled her away from the window.  "She's gone, Kat.  Get
dressed, and let's go.  Tom said that everything is ready," said David
through the door.\par \par "And a good morning to you too, Professor. 
Don't worry dad.  Tom would wait till midnight for us," Kat laughed.  "I
will be down in a minute.  Just need to get dressed."\par \par "Okay, but
please hurry.  I want to get this done before Jess gets back," came the
muffled reply.  "I will be downstairs.  Oh, and good morning."\par \par Kat
laughed at her father.  He could be the coolest man in the world, but
sometimes when he had a lot on his mind, he could be so out there.  He
reminded her of that absent minded professor.  Both Kat and Jess called him
Professor to tease him, but they both loved him for it as well.  That
characteristic made him seem way younger then his forty-six years.\par \par
Kat smiled as she thought, "And I get to spend the whole morning with him."
Since her father had died, David has filled the male role of her life.  At
first her feeling toward him had been gratitude.  That had developed into
affection, then into love.  She also developed a bit of a crush on him. 
She often found herself comparing others to David, and finding them
lacking.\par \par She opened the door of her closet, exposing the door
length mirror on the inside.  Quickly she striped off the gray sweat
shorts, and thin top she wore to bed.  She picked up the red underwear from
the chair where she had arranged the clothes she was going to wear
today.\par \par After she was fully dressed, she studied herself in the
mirror.  Her strawberry blond hair hung just below her shoulders.  The
black blouse, with a red heart in the middle, hung from her shoulders by
thin straps leaving her arms bare.  The shirt reached the top of her skirt.
The skirt was black with red trim, and reached just above her knees.  On
her feet were white pumps.\par \par As she stared into the blue eyes of her
reflection, she knew the outfit needed something.  Then she snapped her
fingers.  Quickly she went to the door that separated her room from
Jessie's.  No one knew why that door was there, but the girls have always
left it open.  After a small search on Jessie's dresser, she found it, a
black lace chocker with a cross.  After placing that around her neck she
was ready.\par \par She gave her image another quick look, and frowned at
her chest.  She hated her breasts.  They were too small for her taste.  She
then wondered if David ever noticed them.\par \par Shaking her head clear
of such thoughts, she went downstairs.  As she neared the bottom of the
staircase, David came into view.  Standing at 6'2, David seemed to tower
over Kat's 5'8.  Despite his age, David still had dark brown hair with only
a few gray hairs.  He had green eyes with flecks of gold.\par \par Today he
was wearing blue jean shorts with a black belt, and a green t-shirt tucked
into them.  The shirt was stretched taunt across his thick chest, and broad
shoulders.  David had discovered that he thought better when his body was
busy doing repetitious tasks.  He had installed a workout gym in the
basement, so that, while his body lifted weights, his mind worked on his
current story.  The result was an impressive body.\par \par His mouth was
turned down in the frown he wore when he was doing some serious thinking,
but that changed into a broad grin when he saw her.  "Ready, baby girl?" he
asked her.\par \par "Lets do this," was her replied.\par \par
***********\par \par David worked the gears of the jeep as they made their
way through downtown Summerdale.  David kept finding his eyes drifting to
the passenger.  Kat was sitting with one leg under her, and staring out the
passenger side window.  "Did this girl really have a crush on me, or was
Jess just pulling my leg?" David thought to himself.\par \par "Hey, you're
about to miss the exit," Kat yelled.\par \par David quickly looked forward,
and realized she was right.  Quickly he hit the breaks, and made a sharp
left.  As the jeep skidded onto the side road, David threw his arm across
Kat to hold her in place.  The move is an instinctive move that all parents
possessed.  He never even realized that he had cupped her breast in doing
so.\par \par As he got the Jeep back under control, and both hands back on
the wheel, he apologized, "Sorry about that.  I guess my mind is still on
my story."\par \par With a laugh, Kat teased, "Oh yeah?  I figured the
problem was due to old age."\par \par With mock outrage, David reached over
and gave Kat a playful punch to her shoulder.  "I may be old, but I can
still whoop your skinny ass, ." he shot back.\par \par "Anytime you're
feeling froggie, just jump pal," she challenged.  They both shared a laugh
at that.  Kat has had years of training of martial arts from her father
before his death.  David and Kat have had matches before.  She has won most
of them.\par \par "So then, what's the problem that almost got us killed?"
she inquired.\par \par Not wanting to have a repeat with Kat, of what had
happened that morning with Jess, David looked for a way to change the
subject.  He was saved by reaching their designation.  "Isn't that the
lot?" he asked.\par \par Kat forgot her earlier question, and focused on
the car lot.  Jessica's eighteenth birthday was tomorrow, and they were
here for her gift.  As David pulled into the lot, Kat scanned the cars,
looking for a red one.  "There it is, dad, ." she smiled.\par \par David
looked to where Kat was pointing.  A small two-seater, cherry red, Mazda
convertible sat there.  David pulled into the space next to the car, and
Kat was out the door almost before he had stopped.\par \par As Kat checked
the car out, David went to meet with Tom.  The salesman, who had seen them,
was a short, chubby, bald man.  "Ah, David.  Nice to see you again," Tom
said as he held out his hand.\par \par David shook Tom's hand, and replied,
"Same here Tom.  The car looks great.  Thanks for helping us out."\par \par
"No problem at all.  She's a beauty all right.  Leather seats, chrome
rims,...."\par \par Tom went on explaining what the car had in it, but
David just let his mind wander.  He didn't really care how good the car
was. The final say would come from Kat.  She knew what Jess liked better
than anyone.  David felt himself wince as loud rock came blaring from the
speakers.\par \par "And it also has a hell of a sound system," Tom said as
he put a hand to his ear.  "Seems all kids nowadays love loud music."\par
\par David just nodded his head.  He enjoyed the same music as his
daughters, but he preferred it with a little less volume.\par \par As the
noise died down, Kat came over to them with a big grin on her face.  She
hugged David and said, "It's perfect.  Jessie is going to flip when she
sees this."\par \par David, putting his arm across her shoulder, grinned
down at her, then to Tom said, "The lady has spoken.  Let's finish the
paper work."\par \par Tom agreed and led them to his office.  Kat ended her
hug, but still held onto David by the waist.  David, enjoying the
closeness, left his arm on her shoulders.  He loved this girl.\par \par
***********\par \par The wind blew through Kat's hair.\par \par She sat
behind the wheel of the Mazda, with the top down, and was enjoying every
second of it.  She loved her Mustang, but it wasn't the same as a
convertible.\par \par As she drove along, her mind replayed an earlier
event.  David's arm crossing her chest, as he felt her breast up.  She knew
it was an accident, but she enjoyed thinking it was intentional.\par \par
Her hand released the steering wheel, and moved up to cover her right
breast.  She rubbed her hand over it giving it a slight squeeze, as she
imagined that it was David's hand.  Feeling her nipple harden under her
caress, she started rubbing circles around it.\par \par It was the sound of
the engine that alerted her to the fact that she had been pushing the gas
pedal farther to the floor.  Coming to her senses, she let off the pedal,
and slowed down.\par \par The wind had blown her skirt up around her waist.
She moved the hand that had been fondling her breast down to adjust it.  As
her hand hovered over the hem, she hesitated.  The feel of David's hand
still in her mind, she placed her hand on her inner thigh instead.  Being
exposed like this made her feel naughty, and a little dirty.  She was
getting hornier, and hornier.\par \par Slowly, she moved her hand up, and
down the smooth skin of her thigh.  Biting her lower lip, she slid her
fingers to the edge of her panties.  The sensitive skin caused a shiver to
run up her spine.\par \par She checked her speed, and then looked all
around.  She was alone on the road.  Holding her breath, she moved her
fingers over her panty-clad cunt.  She could feel the wetness already. 
Through the panties, her pussy lips had begun to swell.  She rubbed a
finger along the lips, and then gave them a slight pinch.  Pain and
pleasure assaulted her body.  She had to fight to keep her speed down, and
her eyes open.\par \par She pulled her left foot back toward the seat, and
put her knee against the door, opening her legs as far as possible in the
cramped seat.  Imagining that it was David's hand, she placed her hand back
over her panties with her ring finger, and index finger over her pussy
lips. Her middle finger lay in the crease.  Slowly she moved her hand back
and forth, with the middle finger sliding between her lips, then raising
above them as her other two fingers pressed down onto the lips.\par \par
\par She could almost feel David's hot breath on her ear, whispering for
her to go faster.  With her heart pounding, and her breathing getting
deeper, Katrina's foot pressed harder onto the gas pedal.  Her hand
gripping the wheel was turning white at the knuckles, as her other hand
picked up the pace.  She lifted her ass from the seat to press harder into
her hand, causing the car to speed up even more.  Her middle finger was
pushing her panties deeper into her cunt.\par \par Her sunglasses falling
from her head onto the bridge of her nose startled her from her fantasy. 
Her heart skipped a beat as she realized she was approaching a stop sign at
80 mph.  Gripping the wheel with both hands, she slammed her foot down on
the break.  The tires voiced their protest at the abuse as they tried to
get a grip on the road.  The car fish tailed, then came to a stop five feet
from the sign.\par \par Katrina sat for a full minute, staring at the tree
line that she had almost run into.  Finally, she pried her hands from the
steering wheel, and got out of the car.  On unsteady legs, she paced beside
the car trying to calm down.  As her breathing, and heart rate returned to
normal, she said aloud, "What the hell is wrong with you." For another
minute she rested, then thought, "I need to get home, now."\par \par
***********\par \par The tail-lights faded into the darkness.\par \par
David turned from the window.  He had just watched his daughters, and three
of their friends drive off to celebrate Jess's birthday.\par \par He smiled
as he remembered Jess's face when she had come home to find the car sitting
in the drive.  Kat had teased her by saying how it was her new car, since
Jess had decided to steal the Mustang.  Jess had completely ignored her,
except to toss the Mustang's keys to Kat.\par \par Still grinning at the
memory of the hugs, and kisses, David went to the kitchen to tidy up.  He
put the remaining cake in the fridge, and did the few dishes.\par \par
After he finished, he went up stairs to shower.  As the hot water ran over
his head, he thought again of his problem with the story.  The water eased
the tension out of his neck and shoulders.  As he climbed out of the tub,
and started drying off, he decided to read some sex stories off the web for
inspiration.  With that thought, he went to bed.\par \par After three hours
of dozing on and off, David threw the covers off of him.  Lying flat on his
back, he stared at the ceiling.  The story replayed over and over in his
head.  To distract himself, David thought about the last time he had
sex.\par \par Lori's soft touch, the smell of mango in her hair, and her
eyes looking into his with lust.  The feeling of being wanted, being
needed. The slow, steady thrust, the passionate kisses.\par \par David felt
his manhood stirring.  His hand slid down to his boxers, griping his rod
through the cloth.  He squeezed it, and rubbed his hand over the shaft.  He
felt it harden more.  He lifted his back side from the bed, and pushed the
boxers to his feet.  Griping the engorged member, he started smooth even
strokes.\par \par In his mind he saw Lori enter the doorway.  She was
wearing a short, pink robe that came just below her panties, exposing most
her smooth, tan legs to his view.  As she walked closer he realized that it
wasn't Lori he imagined, but Katrina.  "Kat?" he uttered in surprise.\par
\par Kat reached out, and put a finger to his lips stopping any protest. 
"Hush.  I need this.  You know we are meant for each other, father."\par
\par She removed her hand from his face, and placed it over the hand that
held his penis.  David removed his hand as Kat took hold of his shaft.  A
smile spread across Kat's face as she said happily, "It's so nice.  Hard,
long, and thick.  What is it?  Seven inches?" she asked running a
fingernail down the length.\par \par David could only nod his head, too
shocked to speak.  Kat released his penis, and stood up straight.  With a
small shrug, she slipped out of her robe.  David's eyes wondered the length
of her body.  Her long hair flowed down her back, with a few strands
running over her shoulders to rest atop of her pert breast.  Two creamy
white mounds rose from her tanned chest.  Atop of each was a little pink
nipple.  Down below these was a flat, lightly tanned stomach.  Farther down
was shaved clean, except for a small triangle patch of golden hair.\par
\par Kat threw her leg over David's body, and sat astride the shaft of his
hard dick.  Her pussy lips spread over onto both sides of it.  She leaned
forward, her hands on his muscular chest, and placed her lips on his.  As
David felt her moving her body, grinding her cunt along his penis, he also
felt her tongue pressing against his lips.  His lips parted, and her tongue
slipped into his mouth, dancing with his own.\par \par David's steady
pumping throughout the entire fantasy of both Lori, and Kat had brought him
too close to climax.  He urged the fantasy to move along.\par \par Breaking
the kiss, Kat lifted her body from his, and took hold of his member. 
Bringing the head to the entrance of her love tunnel, she pressed it
against her till her pussy lips spread, taking the head in.  Releasing the
hold, she pressed down, engulfing his throbbing penis.\par \par Feeling the
tension in his dick, David knew there was no time for passion in this
fantasy.  In his mind his hands found Kat's waist, and forced her down
again onto his dick.  Kat started humping faster, and harder.  Desperate
need in her glowing red eyes.  "Glowing red eyes?" David thought.  "What
the hell?"\par \par There was no ripple of muscle, no growing of hair.  Nor
was there any ripping of skin.  One second Kat was riding him for all she
was worth, the next a werewolf sat atop of him.  The beast drew back its
arm, claws shinning even in the darkness, and slashed forward toward his
neck.\par \par With a shout, David jumped.  When he landed, he landed on
the edge of the bed, causing him to flip over the side, and strike his head
against the bedside table.  Hitting the floor hard, he lay there curled in
a ball, holding his head in his hands.\par \par As the pain subsided, the
memory of the fantasy turned nightmare returned.  "What in the bloody fuck
was that?" he exclaimed aloud.  A sharp spike of pain shot through his head
as he spoke.  Wincing, he brought his left hand to his right temple. 
Feeling a slimy, sticky substance there, he brought his hand down to look
at it.  Expecting blood, he was surprised to see a strange, white substance
on his finger tips.  Then he realized what it was.\par \par Eyes wide he
looked down at himself.  Apparently he had started to cum right before
Kat's bizarre transformation.  His fall to the floor had spread the mess.
His stomach, penis, right hand, the bed covers, and the floor were covered
in the gunk.  He had even managed to spray some on the table his head had
hit.  He stared in both shock that he had cum that much, and horror that he
had cum at all considering the course his fantasy had taken.\par \par He
went to the adjoining bathroom to wash up.  As he washed the cum smears
from the various parts of his body, he tried to reason out what had
happened.  To himself he thought, "Okay, here's what happened.  The
frustration of the story, mixed with the sexual fantasy had some how merged
into one.  Why though?  And why Kat of all people?"\par \par David felt
more sickened by the fact of fantasizing about Kat then the odd ending to
the fantasy.  David shuddered at the memory of those glowing red eyes that
had lusted for his blood, and those claws thirsting for the same.  "Man I
am glad that wasn't real," he mumbled.  "If that were to happen I would..."
David stopped, and looked at his reflection.  His mind was racing as an
idea appeared.  Then his eyes opened wide as he said, "That's it.  That's
the answer."\par \par Grabbing a towel, David raced to the door, drying
himself as he ran.  Sliding to a stop he remembered that, besides his
socks, he was naked.  Quickly, he put on his boxers, and grabbed a tank top
from the floor.  As he raced downstairs, he pulled it over his head.  He
had just got it on when his feet hit hall floor.  He was already trying to
turn, and his socked feet started sliding across the hard wood floor. 
Lifting one leg, and waving his arms, David did a few hops to catch his
balance.  He then raced to his office.\par \par ***********\par \par
Jessica had just opened the front door, with everyone else crowding behind
her, when she heard the running of feet upstairs.  Over the heavy thumping
on the stairs she heard Melissa ask, "What's that?"\par \par Jess looked on
in curiosity as her father rapidly descended the stairs.  Her eyes opened
wide in horror as she realized that her father was only wearing socks, his
boxers that displayed Scooby Doo surrounded by Scooby snacks, and a too
small tank top.  Her jaw dropped when she saw him start to slide across the
floor, and do a few hops on one foot, while the other one was held out at
an angle, and his arms sticking straight out doing a whirlwind impression.
Then he ran to his office sliding once again before he disappeared from
sight.\par \par From behind, she heard Kat say, "And that would be our
father." At that, all the girls dissolved into laughter.\par \par
***********\par \par Kat bent over to pick up the empty paper plates. 
Hearing the front door shut, she stood up, and glanced at the entrance way.
Jess walked around the short wall separating the front door from the living
room.  "Well they're gone," she said.\par \par Kat gave her a smile and
replied, "Well what did you expect?  A sleep over?" she teased.\par \par
Jess reached over the back of the couch, grabbed a throw pillow, and threw
it at Kat.  Like her name sake, Kat reached out, and caught the pillow with
ease.  As she tossed it back onto the couch she said, "Watch it girlie. 
You're not a kid anymore, so I can legally kick you ass."\par \par They
both laughed at that comment.  For the last three months, since Katrina's
eighteenth birthday, Jess had been teasing Kat that she could sue her for
abusing a minor.\par \par Shaking her head, Jess asked, "Should we check on
the professor?"\par \par Kat nodded, the said, "Plus we need to ask him
what that Three Stooge's move he pulled was all about."\par \par Jess
giggled at the memory.  She started walking down the hall toward their
father's office.  Kat followed behind her.\par \par They opened the door
and peeked in.  They could see their father typing away at his computer. 
He was so engrossed in his work that he hadn't heard them come in.  They
crept up behind him and started reading over his shoulder.\par \par David
was in the middle of writing a sex scene.  Kat read a few lines and was
surprised at how good it was turning out.  Then she heard Jess inhale
sharply.  Looking at her, Kat saw a look of horror and disgust on her face.
Kat looked back to the page and skimmed the next few lines.  Then her own
eyes opened in shock.\par \par ***********\par \par Mike felt himself
reaching his climax.  Susan had leaned into him till her head lay on his
chest.  Her finger nails dug into his shoulders, as the movement of her
hips increased in tempo.  Mike held onto her narrow waist matching her pace
by thrusting up as she pushed down.  He felt his balls tighten, and then
with a powerful thrust into her, he came in her.  Burst after burst of
semen filled her womb.  Mike managed three more thrusts before he
collapsed.\par \par After the sensation left him, Mike opened his eyes. 
Susan had pushed herself upright, and had her head thrown back, succumbing
to her own orgasm.  Her nails had left long red streaks down his chest.  He
could feel the muscles in her pussy milking his prick of all its sperm. 
The action was causing his deflated member to come back to life.  With a
grin he realized that it was going to be a long night.\par \par With a
sigh, Susan's body relaxed, and her head lowered till their gazes met. 
Mike was confused.  Susan's mouth was turned down in a frown, and her eyes
blazed with anger.  When she spoke though, there was sorrow in it.  "I'm
sorry Mike, but you failed.  Damn it Mike, you failed."\par \par Mike was
shocked, and a little afraid.  "What do you mean?" he asked.  "Failed at
what?"\par \par Susan just stared down at him.  Then she softly replied. 
"I really wanted you to be the one.  Please believe that." Then she raised
her hand up.  With a quick slash, she racked her nails across Mike's
neck.\par \par Mike tried to bring his hands up to cover his neck, but
Susan grabbed them, and held them to the floor.  Then as Mike looked on in
horror, she lowered her head to the wound, and started to drink.  The last
thing for Mike to comprehend, before the world faded around him, was that
she had started to hump him again.\par \par ***********\par \par Kat forced
her eyes from the page.  She had a sick feeling in her stomach.  Dimly she
heard Jess say, "Dad, that's sick.  Why the hell would you write that?"\par
\par David looked up in surprise.  "Where did you two come from?" he
inquired.\par \par "We've been here for a while," Jess replied.  "What is
that?" she asked as she pointed to the computer.\par \par David glanced at
the screen and answered, "My ending.  Here I was struggling all day, and
just like that I had my answer."\par \par "How did that come to you
anyway?" Kat asked finally finding her voice.\par \par David had turned
back to the computer, and started typing again.  Sinking back into writer's
mode he answered half aware of what he was saying.  "It was the craziest
thing.  There I was having a nice fantasy, when out of nowhere this popped
up.  I knew right off that..." He suddenly stopped talking as his fingers
froze on the key board.  What he had just said had finally registered. 
With horror on his face, he turned to look at the girls.\par \par With even
tone, Jess asked, "Are you saying that you fantasized about that?"\par \par
With his mouth gaping like a freshly caught fish, David tried to answer. 
"Wait, it's not what you think.  I was just..."\par \par Blinking in
surprise, Kat interrupted, "Wait a sec.  Are you saying that you
masturbated to that?" she almost yelled.\par \par "No, well yes, but not
like you think."\par \par A sickly _expression on her face, Jess asked,
"Dad, are you into bestiality?"\par \par David's mouth fell open, and he
stammered, "Of course not.  Don't be sick.  You know how my head works. 
When I have a problem, the answer could appear at any time.  It just
happened when I was um...  err...  busy is all," he concluded lamely.\par
\par "Oh, daddy," Kat shook her head.  "You truly are hopeless."\par \par
David, having enough of this, said, "Go to bed girls.  We'll take about
this later."\par \par Shaking their heads, the girls walked to the door. 
At the door Jess pause, and looked at her father.  "One more question,
Professor," she said.  "Did you finish before, or after inspiration came to
you?"\par \par With shock on his face, David jumped to his feet.  Pointing
to the door he yelled, "Out!"\par \par Laughing, both girls fled.  At the
bottom of the stairs Kat paused and asked Jess, "What do you think that was
all about?"\par \par Jess's eyes had gone wide.  Then with mirth said, "I
don't know, but I bet I know who he was thinking about."\par \par Kat's eye
lit up with curiosity.  "Who?" she asked.\par \par Jess reached out and
slapped Kat on the ass saying, "You!" Then she ran up the stairs.\par \par
Kat, with a shocked _expression on her face yelled, "What?  Why do you
think that?"\par \par Jess turned halfway up the stairs.  Looking down at
her sister she replied, "Because this morning I told him that you had a
crush on him." Then she turned to run up the stairs.\par \par "You didn't?"
Kat yelled at the fleeing figure.  "I am so going to get you for that."\par
\par Jess's answer was a laugh.\par \par Staring at the jean covered bottom
that disappeared around the corner, Kat licked her lips.  Then she said
softly, "I will get you for that." Then she went after Jess.  Her friend,
her sister,and her lover.\par \par (Angles part 2.  Desires.  The true
relationship between Jessica, and Katrina come out, David discovers
something that he simple can not accept, and a betrayal threatens to rip
their family apart.) \par }