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 "Have you gone to bed with Dad yet," Sandra asked me straightly rubbing her
plump belly.
 "No, of course I haven't!"
 "Why not it's been over six years, and all your doing is wasting time!"
 "Sandra, I don't see how sleeping with my own brother could be anything but
wasting my time."
 "He's let you stay in his house for nearly five years without paying a
cent!"
 "I clean the house!"
 "Oh wow Jessica, he really asked you to move in to be a maid."
 "I know but that's all I can do.  Besides just because he wants me to sleep
with him doesn't mean that I have to!"
 "Have you been dating?"
 "I've gone out a couple of times."
 "Did you ever make love to your dates?"  I could always count on Sandra to
be blunt, especially about sex and love.
 "No, I didn't!"
 "Then why don't you sleep with Dad?  You both love each other.  Why not
make love?  I promise you'll enjoy it more than you would with anyone else."
 "Sandra, he's my brother."
 "So, Paul's mine!"  She was referring to the Paul that by the ceremony the
rest of the family saw as legitimate she was married to.  Also the Paul that
had fathered the child she was carrying.  "And I love him more than life
itself.  I couldn't imagine not making love to him."
 "But Sandra, you said yourself a thousand times that I'm different from
you's."
 "You could be like us, all you've got to do is just make love to Dad and
you will be.  You just need to be initiated."
 "Sandra there is no way I am going to make love to your father!"
 "Why not?  Besides him being your brother, is there any other reason for
you not going to bed with him?"
 "Sandra...."
 "Don't you find him caring?"
 "Yes."
 "Loving?"
 "Yes but Sandra...."
 "Fun to be around?"
 "Of course."
 "Appreciative?"
 "Yes of course he is...."
 "Would he ever hurt you?"
 "Of course not!"
 "Sexy?"
 "Sandra that's really nothing I should even be thinking about."
 "Well do you?  Does he get your juices flowing?"
 "Sandra!"
 "Well?"
 "...Yes," I groaned just to get her to shut up.  Like there was any hope
for that.
 "Then why don't you make love with him?"
 "Because!"
 "You, yourself just basically described him as the perfect man, except for
the fact that he's your brother.  Unless of course you prefer a man that
will beat you?  If you want to get out of feeling as miserable as you've
looked for the last few years let your heart decide.  It already knows what
it wants.  Oh damn it!"
 "What is it?" I asked her as she threw a package of noodles into the food
cart.
 "Brad's graduation is in less than an hour and if we don't hurry he's going
to be furious at us!"
 "I still can't understand why your brother wants to be a cop."
 "Neither do I, but he's worked four long hard years at the police academy.
So I guess it's what he wants.  And if he wants it, then we'll stand behind
him."
 "Well, I just hope he knows what he's doing," I said as we walked through
the grocery scanner.  "He's got a wife, and now a baby on the way to
support."
 "Well, I don't think there could ever be a better cop than one of us.  But
it doesn't mean Laura's not going to worry herself sick every time he goes
out on duty."  Sandra pressed her hand to the hand scanner which deducted
the total from the joint bank account she had with Paul.
 "I'd worry too, if my husband was going out everyday with the streets as
bad as they are now adays.  It's terrible.  If I wasn't with you I don't
think I'd even think twice about going out at all."
 "It's not that bad."
 "Yes it is, I heard the other night on the holo-news that a girl of sixteen
was grabbed when she came out of a corner store.  Then she was raped, and
murdered in front of a dozen witnesses.  And nothing happened, the cops
didn't find nothing out.  They interviewed all the witnesses and they all
said they didn't see anything."
 "Do you want to stop at McDonalds before we go?"
 "Sure, now...."
 "All right, I accept that it has gotten a little more dangerous around
here."
 "That's right!" I said as I closed the passenger door behind me.  "And it's
horrible that Brad is going to be out in that mess with no real protection."
 "Jessica, if any one is more protected to be a cop than any one its one of
us!"
 "I suppose, your probably right about that."
 "If you started making love with Dad you'd never have to worry about being
safe again."
 "Why is it so important to you that I sleep with Dick anyway?"
 "I don't know...I guess its partly because I want to see you both happy.
Plus, your the first woman that he's even been interested in...since...Momma
Sandi died.
 "Besides, I wouldn't mind having a second mother again.  Especially if she
was you."

 "You must be so proud," Sandra said smiling as her and Laura attempted to
hug with an equivalence of four pillows between them.
 "Oh, I am," Laura replied nearly in tears as she glanced at Brad.  "I
couldn't be mated to a better man."
 "No, you couldn't," Brad teased bending over to kiss Laura's full lips.
 "Paul was really sorry he couldn't come.  He had to take care of the bar.
He thought Dad deserved to be here more than he did."
 "That's all right Sandra, tell him thank you."
 "I've got a present for you though.  But it's a little big so if it's all
right I'll follow you back home and give it to you after Dad's little
party?"
 "That sounds fine," Brad told her before Dick pinched my arm.
 "You all right Jes?  You seem a little out of it."
 "Huh, yeah.  I was just thinking."
 "Oh.  About what?" he said wrapping his arm around my waist.
 "About how I'd hurt the man that put his hands on me without asking," I
said glaring at him, specifically at his arm.  But he still didn't move it,
in fact all he did was tighten his grip around me.  As usual.
 "Go find your wife Dick, she likes your affections!"
 "And you don't?"
 "Not particularly!"
 "All you need to fix that disposition of yours is a night of wild
passionate love ma...."
 "I'm not going to bed with you Dick," I told him angrily.  "How many times
do I have to tell you that before you get it into your head.  For gods sakes
I'm your sister!"
 "Shhhh...not so loud, I've been telling everyone that your my mistress!"
Dick told me grinning.
 "How...how could you!"
 "I wanted to make sure none of these little boys tried to pick you up!"
 "What if I had of wanted one of these men to pick me up?"
 "I wouldn't have let them!"
 "Dick it's my life, let me live it.  Quit being so over protective!"
 "I'm not being over protective, jealous maybe, selfish definitely!  I want
you Jes.  I want to take you as a mate!"
 "Dick quit fooling around!"
 "I'm not fooling around, but this isn't the place to discuss it," he said
looking around, smiling and nodding if he came across someone he knew.
 "I don't care Dick, you can talk till you're blue in the face.  I'm not
discussing it again!"
 "Fine," he growled "we'll finish it right now!"  He squeezed me even
tighter so I couldn't get away and pulled me away from the gathering.
 "Dick, let me go!" I shouted as he pinned me to the wall with his body.
 "No!  Not until we've finished this!  This has been six years in coming
Jes."  His body was so hard and taut pressed against me, his shirt nearly
busting at the buttons.  I didn't really mean to open my legs the little bit
that I did, where he settled his large, big cock between my thighs.  It was
just that he was projecting such a strong aura, just like always.
 "Now your going to listen to me aren't you," he demanded.
 I bit my bottom lip to fight the urge of kissing him and not trusting my
voice nodded.  "Good," he said easing back off of me a little easing some of
the tension.
 "Jes, I've been waiting six years for you.  I've been without Sandi for so
long.  I want to have another mate again.  I'm ready for it.  And I want you
Jes.  I don't want to wait for you to make up your mind anymore.  I'm tired
of waiting.
 "Do you understand?"
 "Yes, but...."
 "But nothing Jes.  I want you, I want you so bad!"
 "You can't be deciding my life for me," I shouted at him surprised at the
strength of my voice.
 "I'm not trying to," he said softly catching me off guard by his sudden
gentleness.  "I'm asking you to be my mate Jessica."
 "Dick you have a wife what would you want me around for."
 "Jes, I want you because I love you.  I've told Becky about how I feel
towards you.  Hell she's known since you first came here that time with mom
and Dad for Sandra's wedding."
 "And what did she say?"
 "She said she'd welcome you to our bed, and she was happy about you being
in bed with us Jes."
 "But Dick I'm your sister!"
 "So?"
 "It's not right!"
 "To who?"
 "Dick!"
 "To who Jes!  You were my sister for only seven years."
 "It's not my fault you...."
 "I what?"
 "...abandoned me!"
 "I never did any such thing!"
 "Oh no?  Dick you were fourteen when you left home.  I was seven.  You went
off and got married to Aunt Sandi of all people!"
 "She was our step Aunt," Dick corrected "and a very wonderful loving caring
gorgeous woman!"
 "Still, and then you had Paul and Sandra and two wives!  What did I have.
Mom was so upset after you left.  I thought maybe you'd died or something at
first.
 "Then I thought you'd left because I didn't...didn't do what you wanted me
to do in the bathroom."
 "Jes.  I never left you, not like that anyway, and certainly not for what
happened in that bathroom!"
 "Well that's how I felt."
 "Well, we're together now."
 "But you don't want me!"
 "What?  Yes I do!  Where have you been for the last six years!"
 "That's not what I mean.  I mean you don't want your sister.  You want a
lover!  You want me to be your lover, just like you did when I was seven!"
 "We were never lovers then, we have a chance to now.  Let's take it Jes.
We can spend the rest of our lives together, the way we want to, together."
 "Dick that's what you want!"
 "Tell me what you want then?"
 "A husband, children, a house."
 "We have a house!  We can have children!"
 "You and me?" I said surprised.  "Children?"
 "It's not that unbelievable is it," he asked taking my hands in his and
intertwining our fingers.
 "But you've got kids already!"
 "There nearly all out of the house, besides there not our kids."
 "Dick what your talking about can never happen!"
 "Why couldn't it?"
 "Dick, your my brother!"
 "A life time ago, yes, I was."
 "Dick, your still my brother.  Now and until the day we die, we are brother
and sister.  You can't ignore that Dick!"
 "I will marry you Jessica, you wouldn't just live...."
 "Dick we can't get married, the marriage...."
 "I don't mean the rest of the worlds marriage.  I mean the only one that
counts, by the laws that Sandra and her sisters set out.  They state
specifically that a household could comprise of three mates, no more.  I
want you to be my second mate.  Our third mate."
 "Dick, surely you don't really mean that!"
 "Why don't I?  I've meant it every day since you moved here Jes, why
wouldn't I mean it now?  I want you as my mate."
 "Your wife?"
 "Yes."
 "Dick...."  It came out almost as a whine.  I felt so helpless.  He wanted
me.  Completely and fully.  And I wasn't any surer of what I wanted than
when I first decided to stay with Dick.  I stayed even though I knew I was
in for come on's every day.  And soft little caresses that he thought I
never knew about.  After all this time I still had no idea what I had been
thinking when I moved in.
 "Jes.  I don't know how to make this easier on you.  I don't know how I can
put it so that I can tell you how much I love you.  I have no idea what I
can possibly say to express to you anything you don't already know."
 "Dick...."
 "Look, Jes.  I'll make you a deal."
 "Dick, I will not become a prostitute, not for you or anyone!"
 "I didn't mean that kind of a deal.  What I mean is...look I know you don't
think it's right.  Not to jump straight into bed together cold."
 "Dick, I don't want to jump into bed with you at all."
 "Well, we're going to try and remedy that," he said softly almost in a
whisper before kissing me, a full wonderful sensual kiss.  One that I had
been curious about for a long time.  And it was wonderful.
 "Dick..." I whispered after weakly pushing on his chest to get him away
from me.
 "Give us a chance Jes, all I'm asking is you give us a chance."
 "We're brother and sister!"
 "Forget that, just remember what's important."
 "And what's that?"
 "This," he said laying his hand over my heart and kissing me.  A drowsy
warm loving kiss, one that David (my ex-husband) could never have
accomplished.  It was so right, I felt like I was floating on air.
 "Give me seven days."
 "What?"
 "Seven days, one week."
 "W-what for?"
 "To treat you as my girlfriend, to kiss and hug you.  To have some romance.
To hold you.  To treat you as a woman.  To treat you like you should be
treated."
 "Dick...."
 "I mean it Jes, give me one week, and if you haven't changed your mind...as
hard as it will be...I'll leave you alone.  I won't ask you to go to bed.  I
won't tell you how gorgeous you look, how sweet you smell.  And how much
better you smell when it's your time of the month...one week Jes.  Just one
week!"
 "Dick...please don't ask that of me."
 "I am Jessica, I'm asking you to let me treat you like a woman, for one
week.  If you haven't decided to join me in bed before the week is over you
get what you want; to be left alone."
 "You mean I don't have to sleep with you...as your girlfriend?"
 "No, not unless you want to....  Jes, one week, just one week that's all
I'm asking for.  One week to make you feel special, one week that could
change our lives for the rest of our lives.  For the better Jes!
 "If you do accept that, and you still want to stay after one month, we'll
call Dad to come and we'll ask him to marry us."
 "Dick...marriage?  Come on we're brother an...."
 "I told you forget that."
 "How can I?"
 "Don't worry, I'll keep you busy enough not to think about it.  As long as
you promise me to trust your heart and what it tells you.
 "I've been honest with you every step of the way Jes, I want you to be
honest with me.  But most of all I want you to be honest with yourself.  Do
you promise?"
 "Dick...all right."
 "Does that mean we have a deal?  You'll give me one week?"
 "After that you'll leave me alone?"
 "After the week is up you can do what you want.  If you wish to be loved
and mated to me, we will be.  If you want me never to mention taking you to
bed again...I won't."
 "And we don't have to have sex during the week?"
 "Not unless you want to."
 "You won't clip my wings from going where ever I want?"
 "As long as you spend at least three hours every day with me, you can do
what ever you want with the rest of the day.  But that's only a minimum, if
you want to spend more, that's fine with me too."
 "And I don't have to do anything I don't want to?"
 "No, but to be fore warned, I do expect to kiss you alot," Dick said giving
me a quick kiss on the nose.
 "Well...as long as you won't make me do anything I don't want to do, all
right.  One week.  That's it.  One week from today."
 "No."
 "What?"
 "I'd love to start today, kissing you every chance I get, but the day is
half gone, and I want a full seven days."
 "Fine, starting tomorrow then, but only one week!  After that you leave me
alone!"
 "Fine.  Deal?"
 "Deal!" I told him quickly before I could allow myself to think about it.
Sticking my hand out.  He looked at it, ignored it and kissed me, lifting me
right up off of my feet and crushing me against his solid wide chest.
 When he put me down, I fought hard to push the haze back out of my head
forcing myself not to lean against the wall to help support my rubbery legs.
He smiled, blew me a kiss and then went back in.  I knew then, that it was
going to be the longest week of my life.

 The second he disappeared through the door, I fell back against the wall to
lean against it for strength.  Compared to Dick, David didn't even exist.
David was a handsome jock in university where I met him, he was built, but
he never really took pleasure in pleasuring me, but I was young and in
"love" with him.
 I had dropped out of university when he asked me to marry him, and I
started working as a waitress in a bar to keep him in school, to keep us
fed, to keep our relationship alive and his pockets lined.
 We married when he got his degree, and only when I went to see him at work
for a surprise lunch did I really see what the man I had married was like.
He and his secretary were naked and doing it on top of his desk.  I ran out
of his office, a few months later we were divorced.
 Dick, Dick was something else, he was built, really built.  He was as
strong as a bull, and looked it.  He was gentle, caring, sensitive, loving,
faithful, and even if he was my brother he was very, very, very, very sexy.
 And what was worse was that he wasn't ashamed about his body and I'd seen
him wandering around the house at night wearing absolutely nothing, not that
anyone else in the house other than me was really that different
but...seeing Dick....
 After I managed to finally catch my breath I went back in to watch the
dying of the party.  People were slowly dispersing and the crowd was
thinning by the minute.
 I kept looking every once and awhile just to see where he was; and as if he
knew I was looking he'd always look up at me and give me a really sexy
smile.  One side of his lips would curl up while his gold eyes sparkled with
interest and he always held my eyes until I looked away.
 When he and Brad agreed that the party was dead enough we all went back to
the house.  I was the first one through the door and the first one to find
Clark and Angela wildly making love on the living room floor.
 They had copped out of going by saying they both had too much homework.
The homework looked like it had turned out to actually be each other.  When
I saw them I let out a little gasp surprised at how hard an eleven year old
girl was having sex with her twenty year old brother.
 It had never struck me till then that Dick and I had even less of an age
difference between us.  That Angela had been doing what Dick wanted me to do
for years before in the bathroom.  What happened was he got Aunt Sandi...his
wife, before they were married into trouble with our father and our
father...well he hit her.  I made Dick apologise to her but he said it would
cost me whatever he wanted.
 He apologised and then he demanded that I pay my debt by giving him a
blow-job in the bathroom.  Sandi walked in and I never had to do it, but
those few minutes had haunted me a good part of my life.  When Dick had left
home, Mom felt bad, even Dad was upset but no one seemed to feel it as bad
as me.
 At one point I even believed it was my fault for not going through with
what he had wanted.  I kept thinking that maybe if I had of done it, maybe
he would have stayed with me.  I missed him a lot when he'd left.
 And when he came back I never even knew it was him.  It took Mom a lot just
to convince me that he was who he said he was.  He was only gone for a
couple of years before he came back with Daniel and Sandi and his two kids.
I was always kind of amazed about that and frustrated that no one would tell
me what had happened to him.
 Mom and Dad had kept it a secret from me.  It was only when I came with
them to see him when he surprised us by asking Dad to marry Sandra and Paul.
 Everyone else just glanced at Clark and Angela before they went right on by
and into the kitchen without even stopping.  "Come on honey," Dick said
wrapping his arms around my waist and edging me towards the kitchen "let
them enjoy themselves."
 The fantasy of my eleven year old body moving on Dick's when he was
eighteen like Angela and Clark had been doing sent shivers down my spine,
and tingles of pleasure into every pore of my body.  At least until I got it
finally under control.
 Daniel made a pot of simu-coffee and poured some glasses of juice for
Sandra and Laura while we all settled into chairs around the table jabbering
about this and that.
 After a few minutes, both Angela and Clark came into the kitchen, still
naked as Jay-birds and not in one bit modest about it, like usual.  Clark
leaned back against the counter and Angela leaned back against him snuggling
in his arms.
 Her breasts were about the size of a fist each, her hips were just starting
to round out, and she looked so content relaxing against him.  She looked so
at peace like she didn't have a care in the world.  Exactly the way I wanted
to feel.
 "So how was your big day big brother," she asked before going over and
wrapping her arms around Brad's neck and kissing him on the lips.  When she
moved away I couldn't help my eyes from finding the solid manhood that
jutted out from Clark's body.
 When Laura and Sandra had gotten married, I hadn't really exactly went
around looking at penis' but what I saw surprised me.  He was just so...big.
He looked way too big for me let alone an eleven year old girl like Angela.
 An eleven year old girl who was blatantly coming on to her even older
brother.  "Angela," Clark warned when she undid Brad's pants zipper.
 "Jes," Dick said in a whisper leaning close to my ear.  "Your staring at
him."  I blinked and swallowed before turning and looking at Dick standing
beside me with a smile on his face.
 "I'm still free Clark, at least for a couple more months.  Then I'll be all
yours.  But today's a special day for him," Angela said as her hand slipped
into Brads' pants.
 "He deserves a little treat."  Laura seemed like she was only paying casual
attention to her husband while her and Sandra talked.  "What'dya say Brad,
want to play with me?"
 "Laura?" Brad said glancing over at his wife.  Laura looked over at where
Angela was standing, glanced at Angela's hand smiled and said "Go ahead."
 "Don't look so sad Clark," she said giving his lips a kiss still with her
hand inside Brad's pants.  "You can come and play too!"  I'd been around the
house for six years and I still couldn't get over how open Angela was about
sharing her bed with her brothers.  "Come on," she said slyly as she took
ahold of his penis and guided him by it towards the kitchen door.
 Dick grinned at me suspiciously then before they were out the kitchen door
he called her back.  "Yes Dad?" Angela said innocently as she turned to look
back in the kitchen guiding both men while she did it.
 "Would you let your Aunt Jessica watch you three?"  I couldn't believe what
Dick had just asked.
 The conversation that Daniel and her two daughters were having just stopped
dead.  Angela looked at the two men she was with then turned and looked at
me.  Then competent and smiling she replied "Sure, come on Aunt Jessica."
 "Angela, Clark...you too Brad...I want you to understand she's only there
to watch.  Nothing more!  If you try anything with her you'll answer to me.
Understood!"  It wasn't a question.  It was just a statement, clear, true,
and blunt enough to knock someone clean out.
 "Sure," Brad said calmly glancing at me for a second.  The other two
repeated their agreement and left the kitchen.
 "Go on," Dick told me motioning with his head for me to follow them.
 "Dick...."
 "Go on hon, don't worry.  Your curious so go learn, but remember if you get
in trouble, just shout or scream or something and I'll come."
 "Scream?"
 "Oh," he whispered.  "What ever you see...don't try to interfere hon, they
know what they're doing and for you to try and get in their way would just
mean trouble OK?"
 "Dick I don't want to...."
 "Don't worry about it Jes.  I'll keep you safe.  I promise.  Now go enjoy
yourself," he said lifting me out of my chair.  "Go on," he finished as he
patted my butt, giving me a little push in the direction of the kitchen
door.
 I didn't know what to expect from Dick's warning, and I was even less sure
when I got upstairs and started hearing snarls and snaps.  I had been around
the house enough to see almost everyone naked to some extent but I'd never
been witness to more than just two of them...screwing.  On the way up the
stairs was a trail of clothes, that Brad had been wearing.
 The last thing I had ever expected to see was Brad tumbling out of Angela's
doorway and slamming into the wall across from it.  I went to go check and
see if he was all right.  But before I got a foot from where I had been he
had righted himself, shook his head.  Glanced at me, licked his upper lip.
Then tore back into the bedroom.
 I heard a whimper a second later, then more snarling.  I peeked in the door
and found Angela on her back on the bed her legs up in the air together with
Brad's solid chest pressing against them as he thrust heavily into her.
 Clark was on the floor in a pile gathering himself up stalking the floor a
little as if he was looking for an opening.  Then he leapt, knocking Brad
clean away from her.  Her eyes opened and she glared at him growling.
Growling which quickly stopped the moment he plunged into her.
 It was disgustingly wild each of them taking turns with her in all kinds of
different positions but I couldn't turn away from watching them.  It was
wild passionate, animalistic filled sex, nothing more, nothing less.  There
was very little co-ordination other than the obvious ease at which they fit
together.
 Angela didn't really seem to care which of them had her at the moment.
Except for the fact that she seemed to cling to Clark a little more than she
did to Brad.
 A few times the male that wasn't actively participating glanced at me and
only once did I receive a snarl, and it was from Clark.
 When Angela heard it though she got off of where she had been riding Brad
and had clubbed Clark with her arm sending him flying off the bed onto the
floor.  She glanced at me then jumped onto the floor with him taking him
inside of her with one quick squat.
 They kept at it for almost an hour, it was unbelievable the way they fit
together.  Each so comfortable about the other's presence, even if it was
rough, none of them really seemed to get hurt.  When they finished they all
cuddled up together on the bed with Angela in the middle, and both boys
looking as if they would protect her with their lives.
 Watching them make love had turned me on and wound me up so completely
every inch of my body was tense with sexual frustration.  It made me realize
how long it had been since I had actually even been held by a man.  And it
was a very lonely and empty feeling.

 "Did you have fun," Dick asked me when I went down to the kitchen after
having a nice long cold shower.  A shower that didn't have the effect that I
was hoping for.
 "Not overly...are you like them?"
 "No.  They're kind of vicious.  I prefer being more gentle and taking my
time.  So does Daniel, Sandi...she was something different.  She liked
almost everything.  But you...you, I'll bet you like it any way you can get
it."
 "I...."
 "The truth remember."
 "I don't know, I've never really had any control over my sex life."
 "You're certainly a lot more friendly," Daniel commented from the kitchen
table where she was sipping on her cup of coffee.
 "Where did everyone go?"
 "Well, when Brad was finished upstairs they went home.  Sandra said she had
a present from Paul to give him so she left too," Dick said pulling out a
chair for me.  "Here you go."
 "Thanks," I replied softly sitting down.
 "Clark and Angela left for the mall together to go see a movie."
 "So when are you going to tell me?"
 "What?" we both said looking at her.
 "I take it by the way the two of you are acting you've come to some sort of
agreement," Daniel said looking at us over her mug her glasses sliding down
her nose.  "Well are you going to tell me about it," she finished as she set
her mug down on the table.  "Or do I have to force it out of you's?"
 "I...."
 "I convinced her to give me one week to treat her as my girlfriend."
 "So you made a deal out of it?"
 "Yes."
 "I would have thought you two would have been more adult about it.  But, I
suppose it's better than what's been going on.  So what did you's decide."
 "He gets to treat me as his girlfriend for a week, and if I don't decide
to...mate with him, he'll leave me alone for good."
 "And if you decide to join us?"
 "She gets one month afterwards and if she still wants to join us, we'll
call Dad and get him to marry us."
 "What does the term girlfriend mean in this deal?"
 "Kisses.  Hugs.  Anything that's not intercourse, unless she wants to.
Anything that she feels comfortable doing."
 "And where do I fit into your plans?"
 "We can be friends, I don't want to fight you for him," I told her.
 "Friends are nice but...."
 "Where do you want to fit in," Dick asked her.
 "Well," she said taking her glasses off and setting them on the table as
she stood up.  "You want her to fit into bed with us.  I know that.  You
know exactly what I want."  She looked at me weirdly, with a look that I
hadn't seen in her eyes.
 "I want to treat her as my girlfriend too.  I want the same things that you
get Dick.  Hugs.  Kisses.  All of it!"
 I should have realized that she was probably bisexual.  Especially
considering that she had spent over a decade sharing her bed with Sandi.
 It never occurred to me that she would ever want to treat me as a lover.
All I had thought it would have been was sharing Dick with her.  That was
it.  I never thought I'd be spending time with her too.
 "I...I...don't know," I stammered.  I'd never ever been with another woman.
I had never wanted to.  I'd never even had the slightest inclination of
being with one.
 "We're a package deal Jessica, he should have told you that."   She knelt
down in front of me on the floor putting her hands on my knees.  "To be his
girlfriend means to be mine."
 "I...."
 "Remember, the truth Jes!"
 "I've never been with another woman," I admitted.
 "Don't worry about it," Daniel said stretching up and kissing my lips,
gently, teasingly.  "Right now you don't have to worry about anything.  But
are my kisses all that different from Dicks?"
 "No," I told her softly, surprised at how intimate the situation felt.
 "Then you'll still follow through with Dick's agreement?  Including me in
it?"
 "I...I guess.  It's still only a week."  It would just make it twice as
hard to resist two absolutely fantastic kissers.  Kissers that wanted to be
more than kissers.  Kissers that I had to fight to keep from losing myself
to.
 All I had to do was resist them for one week.  One week and they'd leave me
alone.  "Good," Daniel said kissing me again.
 "Stop it," I said softly accidentally setting my hand on her breast instead
of her chest which I meant to push away.  "The agreement doesn't start till
tomorrow."
 "What?" Daniel said looking up at Dick.
 "I told her it should start tomorrow, because I thought when we came to it
that half the day was gone.  And I wanted seven full days."
 "Very reasonable, I'm surprised you were able to agree to keep your hands
off her that long."
 "I wanted the fullest chance that I could have to change her mind."
 "I'm sitting right here remember!  Don't talk as if I'm not in the room!"
 "I'm sorry Jes.  I didn't mean to."
 "Just make sure it doesn't happen again."
 "So, do you want to come to bed right now.  The three of us should have
some time before Angela and Brad get back?"
 "No!"
 "Beck, you can't just ask her like that.  She has a week to decide."
 "Is there any harm in asking," Daniel asked me looking straight at me.
 "No, no harm in asking," I replied softly "as long as your willing to take
no for an answer."
 "See," Daniel said looking up at Dick.  "Women aren't like you men, we can
at least be direct with one another!"
 "I'm sorry I didn't trust you," Dick said grinning teasingly at her before
turning his devastating smile on me.  "Why don't the three of us go out for
dinner?  Clark and Angela will probably get something while they're out and
Clark's old enough to look after both of them anyway."
 "Sounds good," Daniel said standing up.  "How 'bout it?"
 "I guess."
 "Good," Dick said smiling as he offered me a hand up.  I ignored it.

 "Now what's this present Sandra?" Brad said watching me as Laura poured tea
in her cup.
 "Me.  Paul decided that I could come over here afterwards and sleep with
you two.  He'll come by later when he's finished at the bar.  Until
then...."
 "So now you've got two pregnant women to go to bed with," Laura said
smiling wrapping her arm around her husbands neck and kissing the top of his
head.
 "If you feel up to it, I know Angela must have really gave you a run for
your money."
 "She's turning into a real sweet thing isn't she," Brad commented with a
grin.
 "We wouldn't know you were the one that last had mock mated with her,"
Laura said with a laugh.
 "Sit down honey," Brad said tugging on Laura's hand pulling her down into
his lap.  "You shouldn't be standing around too much."
 "Brad, I'm nine months pregnant honey, not a weakling.  He's always so
worried about me."
 "I know, Paul's the same way to me," I told her.  "It's as if we shouldn't
be lifting a finger anymore.  I don't mind it but it gets annoying after
awhile."
 "Tell me about it!" Laura said patting Brads thick arm.
 "Well if you think it's so annoying I'll try not to do it any more."
 "Don't you dare," Laura laughed.  "I love you trying to spoil me, even if
all your doing is just getting in the way instead."
 "It's nice to know my worrying goes appreciated," he said trying to hug
her.
 "Ohhhhh..." Laura said laying her hand on her stomach.
 "What?  Is it time?"
 "No.  Ophelia's just kicking a lot that's all."
 "I still can't understand why you'd want to name her after Hamlet.  She
ended up dying in that!"
 "It felt right, OK?" Laura said making a face at me.  "I don't know why you
two think it's so bad.  I think it's a beautiful name!"
 "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just kind of...unusual that's all."
 "Unusual name for an unusual child," Laura said smiling.
 "What would you's ladies like for dinner," Brad asked bouncing Laura a
little on his knees.
 "Don't do that...my bladders active enough without any extra help."
 "I'm sorry," he said stopping.
 "Why don't you make some hamburgers honey, and we'll make a salad."
 "All right, that sounds good.  If your sure your up to eating hamburgers."
 "Go on get," Laura told him getting off of his lap.  He took a couple
minutes to watch us then left the kitchen to get the patties from the
freezer.
 "Mmmm...they're really active today aren't they," I asked rubbing my
stomach.
 "Yeah, there probably getting anxious.  It certainly getting close to when
the doctor said they'd be coming."
 "The time really seemed to go fast.  It almost seems like yesterday that it
was just two of us in bed together rather than four."
 "It does doesn't it.  Are you sure your up to spending tonight in bed?  I
can understand Angela but she's not pregnant."
 "I'm fine, what about you?"
 "Ophelia gets cramped sometimes but that's her problem, mine's getting
enough loving."
 "How do you and Brad make love now?"
 "Mostly on our sides, it's slow and gentle, but it's comfortable."
 "Yeah, that's basically how Paul and I have been doing it too.  But we've
also been doing it doggy style.  It allows me to keep the weight off my
belly, but it doesn't stretch me all that much."
 "We really haven't experimented very much with that one, Brad hasn't been
to anxious to try things that might hurt me."
 "I've never ever heard anyone say that sex had hurt them."
 "I guess it's not exactly the first thing comes to mind when you think of
pain is it," Laura said with a laugh.  "I guess we should start making the
rest of dinner.  Why don't you get the potatoes on and I'll make the salad?"
 "OK."

 "I'll get it," I said rolling off of the bed after the doorbell rang.
 "Thanks," Sandra purred kissing Brad's lips as he petted her.  "You really
do have a wonderful husband Laura."
 "I know," I said running my hand through Brad's mane down to his ass.
"He's a very wonderful man," I added spanking him getting a growl and a look
in response.  Before he turned back and kissed Sandra slipping his beautiful
penis back inside her again.
 I grabbed my robe out of the closet and tied it around me the best I could
as I walked through the house to the front door.  "I'm coming," I shouted
after the doorbell rang again "just wait a minute."
 "I see you've been enjoying my present," Paul said with a grin after I
opened the door.
 "Yes we have.  Its wonderful.  Thanks," I replied smiling.  "Come on in."
 "Thanks," he said coming in and closing the door behind him.  "How are you
doing?"
 "Oh, I'm fine," I said rubbing my belly.
 "Let's see," he said untying my robe and pushing it off my shoulders till
it dropped to the floor.
 "Your almost as big as Sandra," he said laying his hands on my belly.
 "And just as horny...oh...ohhhhh!"
 "Laura?" he asked concerned as my water broke on the floor.
 "Ophelia!"
 "Laura?"
 "Paul!" I said grabbing his arm and squeezing at the pain.
 "Ow!"
 "Paul she's coming!"
 "Come on," he said picking me up carefully.  "I'll get you to the
hospital!"
 "No!  No time!  Now!  She's coming now!"
 "All right, I'll take you into the bedroom then."
 "Hurry!" I screamed clutching him and squeezing him even harder.
 "Laura...loosen your grip...please!  Your hurting me!"
 "PAUL!" Sandra screamed from the other side of the bedroom door.
 "Sandra?" Paul asked kicking the door open.
 "YOU BASTARD WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU...AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
 "The babies' coming," Brad said from between Sandra's legs.
 "Both of them are," Paul said setting me down on the bed beside Sandra.
 "WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU PAUL I'M GONNA KILL YOU FOR DOING THIS TO ME!"
 "Swap you?" Paul said looking at Brad.
 "Sure," he said smiling at me taking a place between my legs.
 "Sandra, push baby!"
 "Laura?  You ready?" Brad said touching my knees.  I nodded whimpering a
little.  "All right, next contraction, push!"
 "What next contraction.  There's only been one!  One constant pain-filled
contraction!"
 "But your not going to kill me are you?"
 "No," I replied giving him a little smile before pushing.  "Not yet."

 "There so beautiful," Sandra said stroking the few hairs that ran down our
son's back while he was suckling at her breast a few minutes after his
birth.
 "So precious," Laura said beside us stroking Ophelia's bottom.
 "Well, he's a Carlson," Sandra said stroking Paul Jr's large penis.
 "Definitely," Laura said smiling down at Paul.
 "She takes after her mother," Brad said leaning down and kissing Laura.
 "Give her a kiss," Laura said lifting Ophelia's top leg up.
 "Are you sure?"
 "Go on, give your daughter a proper kiss!" Laura said with a smile.  We all
watched as Brad slowly leaned over and kissed his daughter's little pussy,
sliding his tongue over her.
 It didn't seem to bother Ophelia at all, infact she looked like she loved
it, but Paul.  Paul was a different story he looked up from his mothers
breast trying to snarl at Brad, while glaring him down.  "I think you maybe
better back away a little from her Brad," I told him laying my hand on my
son's side.  "At least from that spot."
 "Does that mean he's chosen his mate already?" Laura asked staring at Paul.
 "I guess so, our mothers and Dad always kept saying how much me and Paul
were protective of each other from the moment we were born.  Paully!"
 "What honey," I asked looking down at her as she moved our son from her
breast.
 "Take your clothes off!"
 "What?"
 "Get your clothes off!"
 "Why?  What for?"
 "What the hell do you think for!" she told me laying Paul down beside her.
"I'm horny!"
 "Your kidding?"
 "Me too," Laura said laying Ophelia down beside Paul between the four of
us.  "Come on Brad!"
 "You girls got to be kidding!" Brad said looking at Laura.
 "No damn it!  Make love to me Paully!  NOW!"
 "All right Sandra," I said stripping out of my clothes.
 "Oh yeah, that feels so good," Laura said beside us as Brad slid into her.
"So good.  Faster Brad.  Faster!"
 "Come on Paully," Sandra said pulling my mane.  "Fuck me!  Fuck me,
please!"
 "If your sure," I said lowering myself down on her.  Her vagina was so
tight.  Tighter than I'd ever felt before.  I tried to ease into her gently
but she didn't want it slow and gentle.
 She bucked against me trying to take me inside her faster, but her vagina
wouldn't take me.  "Fuck me please!" she begged desperately digging her
fingernails into my shoulders.  "Please Paully, fuck me!  Fuck me!"
 "I'm trying," I told her as she spread her legs as wide as she could.
 "Fuck me Paully!  Fuck me!!!"
 "Damn it Sandra!  I'm trying!"
 "Paully, if you don't fuck me soon I'm gonna scream!"
 "Then open up for me," I told her starting to pet her pussy.  "Come on
baby!"
 "Oh yes..." Laura moaned.
 "Paully hurry!"
 The second her pussy tried to swallow my fingers I pushed into her, hard
and full; as far as I could.  "GOD YESSSSSSS!" she hissed wrapping her legs
around me squeezing me so tight I could barely move.  When I couldn't move
she rolled us right off the bed crashing down on my back on the hard floor.
 Then she rode me with a speed I had never seen in her, hard long lushes
squat thrusts.  I swear to God there must have been smoke from where we were
joined she moved so fast.
 She screamed; she moaned, but most of all, she fucked.  And she fucked.
Bringing me to at least four orgasms each time not even bothering to stop
and milk my penis like she did every other time.
 She was unbelievable.  When her orgasm finally came it rocked her, it
rocked me.  The floor shook as she screamed on top of me into the air.
 When she was finished she collapsed on top of me with my penis still
burried deep inside of her.  "Wow," I whispered kissing her temple before
letting out a laugh.  "If that's the way you try to kill me, you can do it
any day you want!"
 "Oh Paully!"
 "That's almost worth getting you pregnant you know," I sighed hugging her.
 "Almost," she asked looking up at me.
 "Ok, it is.  But we're parents now too," I said squeezing her.  "We've got
to think about Paul so we better get up.  We shouldn't have left him alone
as it is."
 "Ok," she replied snuggling even closer to me with no intention of getting
up at all.
 "Sandra, your a mother now," I told her rolling her over onto her back
slipping my arm beneath her back and getting up on my hands and knees still
holding her against my chest.
 "And you're a Daddy," she whispered holding onto my mane to help support
herself off the ground as I scrambled to move my weight into a position
where I could stand up.
 "Wow," Laura said from the side of the bed where she and Brad were just
finishing.
 "What?" Sandra asked turning to look.
 "I think we've got a new record here," Brad chuckled.
 In the center of the bed, the two babes, not even two hours old were
already mock-mating.  Well, at least holding each other.  Ophelia was on top
of Paul, with his penis inside her and Paul had his hands out on her skin
resting his head on her shoulder.
 They were cooing and blubbering to each other.  But it was to each other.
"Well that certainly beats our six month record," I said softly to Sandra
before kissing her.
 "It certainly does," Sandra said with a smile before kissing me back.  "I
hope all our children are as happy."
 "I think we should try and call Mom and Dad they'll want to know there
grandparents!"
 "I'll go phone them," Brad said with a smile kissing Laura.

 "How 'bout a dance," Dick asked looking down at where I was sitting.  I
couldn't believe he'd cleared out the entire bar when we arrived and
relieved Paul.  I had to admit it was sweet to lose all that business
but....
 "Our deal doesn't start till tomorrow remember?"
 "I know, but a dance certainly won't kill you."
 "Did we really have to come here?"
 "The drinks are free."
 "That's because you own the place...and the strippers."
 "I don't own the strippers I simply hire them."
 "And do you like knowing that he's here all day watching women undress?" I
asked looking at Daniel.
 "I don't mind.  I've certainly enjoyed stripping for him."
 "Here?  In public?"
 "Yes!  Where do you think he first saw me naked.  No...that's a bad
question, he saw me naked before he saw me dance...well, it's what I was
doing the first night he worked here.  I still do it on occasion.  Although
not too many people like seeing an aged stripper."
 "I do," Dick said smiling before leaning towards her and kissing her.  "Now
how 'bout that dance?"
 "Dick, there's no where to dance!"
 "We'll make a place.  Come on," he said offering me his hand.  "Dance with
me Jes."
 "All right," I sighed taking his hand.  "A dance."
 "What about you Beck, want to dance?"
 "Sure," she said smiling taking his other hand giving him a kiss.
 "Why don't you go turn on the music, while Jessica and I move some of the
tables out of the way."
 "All right.  I'll just be a minute, so don't start without me."
 "We won't," Dick said with a little chuckle as he watched her move across
the empty room toward the back.
 "Are you sure you can afford to be closed like this, it must be your busy
time?"
 "The worse it gets out there the better it gets in here, and truthfully
Jes.  It's bloody awful out there.  So as a result, it doesn't matter when I
close down.  The rest of the time I'm open it's busier than hell."
 "And you have all the help you need to take care of it?"
 "Mostly.  Paul works hard bouncing.  The girls sure do there bit.  Daniel
helps sometimes behind the bar, or serving drinks.  And the odd time up on
stage."
 "So she really does still strip?"
 "Yeah, but I think it's basically just to turn the guy behind the bar on.
She's a very special lady that one," Dick said with a dreamy smile before it
cleared up and he looked at me; his eyes twinkling.  "And so are you."
 "Thanks," I said trying my hardest not to blush.
 "Some times it gets pretty hectic in here.  But we manage somehow even if
we're all going without breaks.  When Sandra was stripping...."
 "She stripped too?"
 "Yes, before she became pregnant you knew that!"
 "No I didn't!"
 "She never told you?"
 "No one told me," I said as the music came on.  Soft and low, and very
sultry.
 "Well, she stripped here from the time that the two of them first got
married till she started getting plump and people started booing her off
stage.  But when she worked she raised the temperature in here a good
fifteen degrees."
 "I can't believe you let your daughter do that!" I said as we pushed the
third table back towards the back.
 "She wanted to do it.  She said that she wanted to help contribute to the
family business and to her family.  I let her and Paul decide whether or not
she could do it.  That's all there was to it...just let it ring Becky!" he
shouted after the phone hit the third ring.
 "We might as well answer it," Daniel said flicking the phone on.  "Yes....
Really?  When?  That's wonderful!.... Congradulations!  Yes...of course.
I'll tell them...bye!"
 "Who was it," Dick asked leaning against the table.
 "It was Brad," Daniel said coming back straight faced.
 "Oh.  What did he want?"
 "Don't be such a scrooge," Daniel said holding back a smile.  "You should
be happy...your a grandfather!"
 "Laura had the baby?"
 "Laura and Sandra had the babies!"
 "Both of them?"
 "Yep!"
 "When?"
 "About two and a half hours ago.  They said they've been trying to get
ahold of us but they couldn't find us.  Plus no one would answer the phone,"
she added giving him a little cold glare before giving him a kiss to melt
it.
 "I feel like celebrating," she added grinning.
 "What did you have in mind," he asked wrapping his arms around her.
 "Ummmmm...oh I know!" she said grinning.  "Something that I've always
fantasised about."
 "Well let's hear it."
 "All right.  I'd like to see the tables turned.  I'd like to sit with a
nice cold mug of beer and for a change watch you strip," she said poking him
in the chest to emphasize her point.
 "Well..." he drawled wrapping an arm around her waist and then grabbing me
against my protests drawing me into his warm hard chest too.  "What do you
think Jes," he whispered in my ear.  "Would you like to see me strip too?"
 "I...."
 "Sure she does," Daniel said.  "What woman wouldn't want to see you in the
buff?  Then I expect you to take me to one of the rooms upstairs."
 "No way," Dick teased kissing her and then kissing me under my ear as I
squirmed in his grip.  "I don't think Jes would like what your trying to get
her into."
 "What are you...."
 "I didn't say I expected you to take us upstairs...I said take me upstairs.
Your starting to loose your hearing in your old age, old man!"
 "I'm not as old as you," he said grinning kissing her again.
 "Well Grandpa, go strip for us!  Let's see how wrinkled that body of yours
is."
 "You know damn well I don't have a single wrink...."
 "I know," Daniel said laughing patting his ass.  "Now go strip!"
 "All right," he said before giving us each another kiss and going up onto
the stage.  I couldn't believe it, but he did it.  He stripped right there
on stage, not taking his eyes off of us.  And purely just for our pleasure.
 Even though I found it un-nerving I still couldn't help staring at him as
he threw his clothes off at us.  All the way down to his bulging underwear.
 When he stopped he came over to where we were sitting and asked me if I
wanted to take his shorts off.  When I shook my head he went over to where
Daniel was sitting and asked her.  She slipped his underwear off without
even bothering to give him a verbal answer.
 He was huge, with a capital H.  Bigger than Clark, bigger than his even
bigger brother Brad and he held himself like he had the whole universe on
his shoulders to please.  And he looked like he could do it too!  It was no
wonder he wanted another mate, one probably wasn't enough to satisfy him.
 Then she attempted to wrap her hands around it smiled up at him and kissed
his stomach.  Then she started sucking on him.  As big as he was she still
got her mouth around him.  She sucked while they both had there eyes closed.
Both of them enjoying it as much as they could.
 Ignoring me completely until about five minutes later when she stopped
sucking on him still holding him in my direction and looked at me.  His
penis glittering with her saliva as she pointed it towards me, offering it
to me.
 I shook my head and she went back to sucking on it herself.  She did it in
such a way to that you could just see how much her love was for him.  He
looked content and his face was full of pleasure as he ran his fingers
through her hair.
 I got up and went to the bar and refilled my mug of beer not really wanting
to watch them make love, which was sure to follow.  I walked around the bar
with my beer going into the dressing room and then upstairs to the little
rooms that served as sex-suites that the stripper used to entertain a
customer that wanted more.
 A bowl of condoms sat on each night table ready to be used.  Each room was
also decorated a little differently.  The last little room that I looked
into was different.  The bed was wider and looked like it was more sturdier
built.  The bowl of condoms were missing and there were pictures of Sandra
and Paul, Brad and Laura, Clark and Angela.  And a picture of Dick with his
two wives.  And on the wall over the bed a picture of there entire family
together.
 Angela was only a baby in the picture but she wasn't much older than when
her mother died.  I realized looking at the picture that Sandi had been a
very attractive woman.  It wasn't hard after seeing them to see what had
attracted Dick to her.
 I couldn't really blame him for leaving me when we were young.  He'd found
love; love was all that there was left in the world.  And if you were lucky
enough to find it, like Dick had, I couldn't blame him for it.
 I was just sorry that the love that I thought had been true for me hadn't
been.  Even when we were young Dick always took care of me, and I could
remember every moment of it.  All the way back to my birth, Dick had taken
care of me, even if he was teasing me.
 He did it in such a way that it was just playful teasing.  But if anyone
picked on me, he would have been the first one there to step between them
and me, even if they were twice his size he'd still fight.  And usually win.
 He had been my hero, of sorts, and I had felt terrible when he had left.
My knight wasn't there to protect me and I had to make do on my own and I
never liked it.  But seeing Dick and Sandi together made me understand why
he had done it.
 It's true I hadn't liked the idea of giving him the blow job that he had
wanted in the bathroom that day before Sandi caught us.  I had thought it
had been wrong, but now it didn't seem as bad as it had then.
 I had been thinking of that time in the bathroom off and on for the last
twenty four years.  I have to admit I had had some pretty wild fantasies
about it when I was a teenager thinking about what could have happened if I
had of given him what he had of wanted without complaining.
 In the end it always turned out that he was never satisfied with just a
blow job and he'd take me down to one of our bedrooms and we'd make love.
For days on end.  Those were really wild fantasies but they were from the
past they had no place in the present.  No place what so ever.
 "I see you've found my little room," Dick said wrapping his thick arms
around my waist, by the feel of him, still completely naked.
 "She was very beautiful," I said trying to ignore the hardness pressing
against my bum and back.
 "Yes," he replied softly brushing my hair off to one side and resting his
head on my shoulder looking at her picture.  "She was."
 "You really loved her huh?"
 "Yes, with all my heart.  She made my world move...."
 "You were really hurt when she died weren't you?"
 "Yes...it was hard going on without her.  Especially after I promised
her....  But I had to keep going for the kids and Daniel.  If it wasn't for
them...."
 "Where's Daniel," I asked after a few moments of empty air.
 "In the next room.  She's asleep, I thought it might be best to let her
rest for a little bit.  She's been working so hard lately."
 "Dick...."
 "What is it?"
 "When we were kids...if I had of did...what you had wanted me to in the
bathroom...."
 "Jes...that was a long time ago."
 "But...if I had of done what you wanted what would have happened?"
 "I don't know sweetheart, it was a long time ago.  But it would have
probably changed a lot of things."
 "Like?"
 "Oh, I don't know...I probably wouldn't have married Sandi...or met
Daniel...or had the kids," he said before turning me around to face him.
For some reason I couldn't help cradling him between my thighs again as he
held me close.  "Jes, if we had of done it our entire lives would have been
different.  We would be living incestuously right now, rather than thinking
about marriage.
 "You'd probably be ripe with our fourth child, at least.  Mom and Dad would
be furious at us of course," he said with a smile.  "But we would be
together."
 "But you wouldn't have Daniel, or your kids, or this bar...."
 "Jes, it's all in the past, things happened as they did for a reason.  But
now we've got the chance to be together again, all we've got to do is take
it.  It's there for us Jes all we've got to do is be willing to try."
 "But it's so hard Dick...being with you like that...it scares me."
 "How would being with me scare you?"
 "I don't know.  A thousand things.  Some one might try to harm us because
we were sleeping together.  Some one might try to pull us apart after
we're...attached...."
 "Or you might just possibly like it?"
 "Dick!  It's just so hard to give in to something like that," I said
ignoring his question.  And I could see in his eyes that he knew it was
true.  "Your my big brother.  The boy who kept me safe from harms way when
he was around.  The boy that was such a big hero to me when I was a little
girl.  But Dick, hero's don't make good bedfellows!"
 "I never said I wanted to be your hero!  I just want to be your mate Jes.
That's all I've wanted to be for a long time."
 "But...."
 "Jes, I'd love to be your hero.  But I want to be your friend and I want to
be your lover, more.  I want to be able to ask you to take your clothes off
for me and you do it."
 "Dick, I'm not a slave."
 "I know that, and I'd never want you to be that!  But I would want your
blood to boil for me every time you saw me.  Every time I touched you, every
time I kissed you.  Every time we made love."
 "Dick."
 "Let's try Jes.  Let's be lovers right now.  Just once.  Just once to see
if we can be together like that.  Just once to kiss and lick every inch of
your body.  To hold you.  To caress you.  To be inside you."
 "Dick!" I said trying to keep control of the situation as his hard penis
pressed into my jeaned crotch insistently.  Wanting to be...home.  Where it
belonged.
 "Jes come on, lets see if we're compatable...."
 "Dick...from all I've heard...it only takes one time with you.  One time to
turn into exactly what you's are."
 "Jes, none of us are really any different than you!"
 "Dick!"
 "Please Jes, let me take your clothes off.  Let me treat you like a woman
tonight."
 "No Dick!"  I said it but I felt like doing the exact opposite.  I felt
like ripping my clothes off and rolling in the sack with him for hours no
matter what happened in the end.  No matter how things turned out.
 "Jes...."
 "Are we going to go see the babies?"
 "We can't see the babies until we make them," he said caressing my hip.
 "I don't mean our babies!  I mean Sandra and Laura's!"
 "I'd rather see ours," he said giving me a little kiss.
 "Dick stop it!"
 "Jes...I want you so bad...don't say no!"
 "Dick I've said it a hundred times and you haven't hear me.  NO!"
 "Let me make love to you Jes!" he said softly as he slipped his hands up
into my sweater cupping my breasts.
 "No Dick!"
 "Jes," he whispered unclasping the clasp of my bra between my breasts.  His
hands brushed my bra to the side as he cupped my naked breasts.  "Oh Jes."
 "Dick," I sighed as he pinched my nipples till they were stiff.  "You...you
said you wouldn't make me do anything I didn't want to."
 "I won't," he whispered kissing my neck.
 "Then why are you doing this."
 "Because I love you.  Because I can smell your arousal.  You want this as
bad as I do Jes!"
 "Dick stop it!" I said trying to force up all the strength I had in me to
push him away.
 "Jessica," he moaned longingly when I was free of him.
 "Dick...don't...don't do that again."  It was so hard trying to keep my
voice strong when I wanted so badly just to melt into his arms.  My nipples
ached at the loss of his touch.  My whole body was aching for him.
"You...you promised!"
 "I know," he whispered closing the distance between us again wrapping his
arms around me, sliding up into the back of my sweater across my warm flesh,
leaving little tingles where his fingers traced.  "But I love you so much."
 "Dick stop it," I said trying not to let it sound like too much of a moan.
His hands came up lifting my sweater and bra over my head before quickly
depositing it on the floor.  "Dick please!"
 "Come here Jes," he said wrapping his arms around me again kissing me.
 "Dick please don't," I begged as he lowered me to the bed.  I didn't want
to, but if he was going to persist I knew there was nothing I could do to
resist him.  Not in my heart.
 "I want to make love to you Jes," he breathed kissing me as he lowered
himself down onto the bed on top of me.
 "Dick...."
 "But I won't," he said softly.  "I won't take advantage of you like that.
But I will lie here kissing you."
 "Dick please," I whispered as he closed in on me again, his hand rubbing my
breast.
 "I love you Jes," he told me before kissing my lips.  Unconcsiously I
spread my legs apart a little and almost instantly his cock nuzzled up
against the inside of my thighs.  If it wasn't for the jeans I was wearing
he would have been inside me.
 Buried so lovingly inside my womanhood, loving me from the inside out and
from the out in.  If we weren't brother and sister I would have considered
him the perfect man.  Hard and passionate yet still gentle and caring at the
same time.
 "Dick...."
 "Shhhhh...no words sweetheart, just kisses," he whispered before kissing me
again.  And again.  And again.  He kissed me so much I nearly thought I'd
drown in his sweet sexy soul.  His hands caressing my breasts the entire
time.
 Then after what felt like hours he moved down a little removing the
hardness from between my legs and took one of my nipples in his mouth.  He
played with my little nub with his tongue and gently nipping it with his
teeth until I was moaning softly.
 Then he started rubbing my pussy through my jeans taking my other nipple in
his mouth, sucking it hard, playing with the feelings that we're running so
wild through my body.
 I was scared when I finally felt it.  An orgasm.  The first one I'd ever
had.  With David, sex had been to satisfy him.  It had nothing to do with
how I felt.  I was just an outlet, but what Dick did to me...my whole body
felt like it was on fire, and yet at the same time it felt like warm slick
honey was running through my veins.
 Before I'd even stopped shaking from the intensity Dick's lips were on mine
again.  Coaxing me down from heaven into his loving arms.  "That was
wonderful," I whispered to him as he kissed my neck.
 "That's only the beginning sweetheart," he whispered smiling, before
kissing my lips again.  Then he held me, naked and unsatisfied as if he was
content to just lie there kissing and holding me.
 "Your so beautiful," he whispered pushing some of my hair back out of my
eyes then giving me another little kiss.
 "Thank you," I whispered blushing.
 "It's the truth Jes," he told me laying a hand on my thigh.
 "So this is where the two of yous are," Daniel said from the doorway
looking at us.
 "Come here Becky," Dick said holding out his free arm to her.  She came
over to us, looked at my breasts before settling down into the crook of
Dicks' arm snuggling against his chest.  He wrapped his other arm around me
and we laid there together, holding each other.  Not saying a word just
taking pleasure in the intimacy of the situation.
 I can't explain why I felt so jealous about his wife being there.  I kept
reasoning that I was only his sister and she was his wife.  But somehow it
wasn't helping any.  All I could think of was what he had done for me only
moments before.
 We drifted off to sleep for a little while; I awoke to the sounds of Daniel
and Dick making love again.  But instead of running off like I had the last
time I just laid there pretending I was still asleep.
 When I woke up again someone was pulling my jeans off.  I was startled and
tried to sit up.  "Relax," Daniel told me in a whisper.  "I'm just taking
these pants off you."
 "Why?" I asked shaken a little.
 "Because I'm going to make love to you."
 "What?"
 "I'm going to make love to you," she whispered kissing my stomach.
 "But...."
 "But what," she said pulling my pants off in a quick single pull.
 "Where's Dick?"
 "Down stairs, opening the bar."
 "Then shouldn't we be getting dressed?"
 "No.  Dick said we could stay up here and play together as long as we
wanted."
 "But won't somebody...."
 "No, no one is allowed in this room.  That's why there's a wooden door
instead of a curtain for one thing.  And besides if anyone opens the door
they know that we belong to Dick.  And no one's been willing to cross Dick
in years!  Except your father of course," Daniel said coming up my body and
kissing my lips.
 "But...the agreement!  Dick said I didn't have to sleep with...."
 "Him.  No one said anything about you sleeping with me.  Besides you can't
use the excuse that I'm your sister.  I'm in no way related to you, except
by Dick."
 "But he also said that if I didn't want to...."
 "Don't worry, I won't hurt you.  We're only going to have some fun," she
said rubbing her breasts against mine.  "I don't want you to fear anything
that could possibly happen between us.  I want you to decide solely on the
way you feel about Dick.  Besides I've got a present for you."
 "A present," I asked feeling like a fool as she got up on her knees.
 "Yep," she said as one of the last things that I had ever expected to see
in my life came true.  A pussy being lowered to my face.  "Go on have a
lick."
 I didn't want to, not really, but tentatively I stuck my tongue out and
slid it over her spread vulva.  "Delicious," I said aloud almost amazed and
she smiled and almost laughed.
 "I thought that's what you'd think," she said as I pulled her vulva apart
wider and kissed her sliding my tongue all over what must have been a very
well used vagina by the way my brother acted.
 "Do you know why it tastes so good," she asked as I spread her vagina apart
and stuck my tongue into the warm moist hole.  Hungrily licking at it.  I
couldn't understand why I was acting like that. I had never made love to a
woman before, and yet there I was hungrily sucking on Daniel's sex because,
I thought it tasted good.
 "Why," I breathed before turning back to sucking on it.
 "Because...."
 "Because why," I asked hurriedly before kissing her pussy.
 "Because, Dick and I made love about ten minutes ago.  It's him your
tasting.  Actually more of a mixture.  What do you think now, is it a good
stick that was in the pot?"
 I knew I should have stopped when I found out it was Dick's semen that was
partial responsible for the taste but I couldn't.  It just tasted too good,
to let go of such a delicious source of honey.  Besides she was right, she
wasn't related to me at all except for being married to my brother.
 "Is it a good present," she asked running her hands through my hair as I
clung to her pussy.  Lapping away at it's intoxicating effects.  She ran her
hand over my stomach, rubbing it before leaning back and started to rub my
slick mound.
 "Your so wet," she moaned slipping a couple of fingers inside me.  The
first thing that had entered me in months save a tampon and it felt soooo
good!
 My first time with a woman and I was acting like I had been doing it my
entire life.  And it felt like it too; I was so relaxed being between her
legs it felt good in itself smelling the heat and her scent radiating from
her warm centre.
 "Hold on," she moaned pulling herself forcefully away from my lips, laying
down on me and kissing my lips once.  "Your really good at this.  But I want
some too."
 Then she turned around spreading my legs apart a little more settling her
pussy back down on my face before she started devouring my own sex.
 No one had ever given me oral sex before and I had only done it to David
because he wanted it, I had never wanted to do it.  It had seemed so sick.
But Daniel and I were buried in each other's pussies lapping, kissing,
licking, tasting each others soul.  And we did it because we wanted to.  It
was an amazing experience.  I held her, I caressed her, I stroked her and
she returned every bit of it.
 Then for the second time in my life I had an orgasm.  One with Dick.  Then
one with his wife.  The only two people that could give me what I had craved
for so long were the two that I really shouldn't have.
 When Daniel came, her pussy looked so beautiful.  It blossomed like a
flower as the blood rushed through her body.  And I held her neither lips at
that moment in the longest kiss I could manage.
 When it was finished we just laid there in each other's pussies for a few
minutes panting at some of the best sex I had ever had.  And it had been
with Daniel!
 After a few moments she gave my pussy a quick loud little kiss and then
turned around and gave me a full honey-sickled kiss, tongue and all.  I held
her in my arms and between my thighs sharing sweet little kisses, wishing
she had the twelve inch extension that Dick had.
 "I never thought being with a woman like that could be so...fun," I told
her stroking her hair.
 "It get's better," she promised smiling kissing my lips.
 "How could it possibly get any better than that," I asked almost in
disbelief that there was anyway possible that....
 "Dick could be here," Daniel told me with a smile as she played with one of
my nipples with her thumb and forefinger.  Then without another word she
ducked down and took the nipple in her mouth, sucking and teasing me with
her tongue.  Then next thing I knew she was between my legs again, rocketing
me to my third orgasm.
 About noon, Dick came in carrying a tray of food just as I was having my
fifteenth orgasm.  He sat in a chair watching us as we ate our food, not
moving towards us, just talking about how busy the bar was, and that Clark
had come in to help while Paul was with his son and wife.
 He claimed a kiss from each of us, not doing anything else.  Not even
trying to touch me anywhere.  When he was near the door, Daniel got out of
bed unzipped his pants and gave him another blow job.
 This time I just watched.  I didn't try to get away.  I just laid there on
the bed waiting for her to finish and come back and bring me to my sixteenth
orgasm while I did the same for her.
 Dick stood there leaning against the doorway with his eyes closed just
enjoying the pleasure that she was giving him.  But I still had no idea how
she could get all of him into her mouth.  He took on this look of relief and
Daniel started swallowing.
 When she finished she zipped up his pants accepted a kiss from him on her
cheek without saying a word and let him go.  Then she came back to bed with
a wicked smile on her face.  When her lips brushed mine in a kiss I knew
what the smile was for.
 She spit his semen into my mouth, and with her lips closed over mine I had
no choice but swallowing the delicous stuff.  Then she broke the kiss with
me still watching her intently and pulled me up into a sitting position so
that we each had a leg over the other.
 Then she held out her hand and tipped her head letting another handful of
Dick's seed pour from her mouth.  I couldn't believe how much of it there
was, or where she could be keeping it.  She separated it into two half
handfuls and then without asking cupped my pussy with one of them, rubbing
it thoroughly in.
 "What the hell are you doing!" I demanded feeling the warm liquid as she
inserted it into my vagina with her finger.
 "I'm adding seasoning," she said smiling holding out her other half filled
hand.  "Here.  You put this on me.  Where ever you want."
 She dumped the warm golden liquid into my open hand.  "This is actually
his," I asked noticing the color for the first time.
 "Of course, did you see me giving anyone else head?"
 "But...it's gold!"
 "So?"
 "So, semen is usually white!"
 "I wouldn't really know anymore.  I haven't seen another mans semen since I
married Dick, and Dick's has always been gold.  At least as long as I've
known him."
 "Is it safe," I asked dipping my finger in it and the warm swirling
sensation that seemed to take place around my finger.
 "I haven't had any problems with it," she replied with a laugh.  "I do know
it's safe enough that six kids resulted from it.  Now spread it over me."
 I did my best to try and give her exactly what she wanted trying to hide my
surprise as it all sort of independently moved towards and disappeared into
her vagina.  "Mmmm...that feels better already," she sighed rubbing her
abdomen.
 "Sandi and I found something out about this very special stuff," she said
inching closer to me.  "We had both made love to Dick one time, and he had
gone off to work so it was just the two of us.  And we were both still quite
horny, and we got into a position something like this."  She slid her pussy
up tight against mine and kissed my lips.  "And it felt like...."
 "Oh god," I moaned feeling as if I was filled with one of the biggest cocks
I had ever felt.
 "That's it," she moaned sliding against me.  The imaginary cock inside me
moved with her movements bringing about such a feeling of completness inside
my pussy it was almost unbearable.
 "God doesn't it feel good," she groaned picking up the pace so she was sort
of bucking against me.  "It feels like he's actually in you!"
 "He actually feels like this?" I moaned unable to do anything but.
 "Better," she cried as she shook in an orgasm.  After we'd each come a
couple of times with the imaginary cock the feeling seemed to fade and we
reverted back to eating each other out, she tasted just as sweet as she had
the first time I had her that morning.
 I had to believe that her earlier statement was true that Dick's semen was
actually the cause of the extra umph.  She was good alone but it added that
little extra kick when she was coated in Dick's fluids.

 "How are you two doing," Dick asked coming in around dinner while we were
curled up together exchanging light little kisses.
 "We're enjoying ourselves," Daniel told him before stretching up and giving
him a kiss.  "How 'bout you?"
 "Ahhh...it's busier than hell down there.  Up here too!"
 "Dick!" I warned although it seemed strange that he wasn't moving any
closer to us.
 "I meant the other rooms have been busy honey," he said with a chuckle.
"They've all basically been constantly occupied all night.  The girls think
I should have some more rooms built because they think business has been so
good."
 "Has it," I asked taking a bite out of one of the pears he had brought up
for us while Daniel tore into a raw fake-steak.  I still couldn't believe
they ate them raw, and dripping with blood!
 "Yeah, it has.  But there's no way I can build more rooms.  I've looked
into it before, there's just no room up here."
 "So what are you going to do?"
 "Well, tomorrow I'm going to look into buying a new place I think."
 "Dick?" Daniel said looking at him.  "Are you sure?  Business is that
good?"
 "You've seen the books, we make a hell of a profit every night, and most of
it's brought in by the girls.  I've been thinking about this for awhile."
 "What," I asked curiously watching him.
 "God your sexy," he commented looking at me.  "I've been thinking that when
I buy the new place.  I think I'll put Paul in charge of it.  He's had six
years experience working here and Sandra will help him."
 "Are you sure he's ready for something like that?"
 "Yeah, I'm pretty sure he's up to it.  I'll send half of the girls over
with him and they can help start it up.  I was thinking that what I might do
is take fifteen percent of the profits that come out of there for myself and
let Paul manage the rest.
 "Then I'll start Clark working here, he's already old enough.  Then in a
few years I'll let him take over running here with the same fifteen."
 "And what about you," Daniel asked watching him.
 "I thought I'd basically be in an advisory position."
 "No hands on?"
 "You can think of it sort of as retirement."
 "Retirement?"
 "Well, I figured, that with the boys running the bars we could take the
money that we get and basically live the rest of our lives making love."
 "Are you serious," Daniel asked him as he moved over and sat on the edge of
the bed.  He looked distracted for a second before leaning close to my pussy
and sniffing.
 "Why you little devil!" he said grinning over me at her.
 "What," I asked unsure of what he was talking about.
 "He smells his seed on you," Daniel replied softly watching Dick.
 "But that was hours ago!"
 "I have a good nose," he replied leaning over and stealing a kiss from my
lips.  "You should know that by now."
 "Now what were you saying," Daniel said while Dick sat there smiling down
at my face.
 "I thought, that since Angela is getting close to leaving the house that
the three of us could travel a bit making love in different places all over
the world.  Then after a year, if your still up to it Beck, have a couple
more kids."
 "Dick I'm fourty-four!"
 "I know you are sweetheart, but your still having your cylces right?"
 "Yes, but I don't know how much longer...."
 "Would you like to try though?"
 "I...I guess."
 "How 'bout you Jes, you want to have a couple of kids?"
 "Dick you can't be serious, just like that!"
 "Just like that," he repeated with a grin.  "What do you say?"
 "I say I agreed to one week, not motherhood and making love in every corner
of the free world!"
 "But does it appeal to you?"
 "No it doesn't!" I told him while feeling absolutely amazed at the prospect
of the exact opposite.
 "No?  You wouldn't want to go to Hawaii and lay on the white sand and make
love with the sun beating down on us?  Or the lou ouhs in the nude?  It's
looked like a wonderful place ever since that nudist club took it over.
 "What do you think Jes, would you be up to a little adult fun?"  I just
stared at him in disbelief.  I couldn't believe he even made the offer let
alone think that I might agree to it.  "What about you Beck, sound good?"
 "Sounds luxurious," she sighed kissing his shoulder.  "Come on Jessica, you
can't say no to something like that!"
 "Sure I can.  NO!"
 "Looks like we're just going to have to convince you," Daniel said glancing
at me grinning.
 "No your not going to try and convince me.  I have to act like your
girlfriend, nothing more.  You said so."
 "He said so, I didn't," Daniel said smiling at me as she moved closer to
me.
 "No, I won't be your lover if you think your going to twist me into doing
what ever you want!"
 "I want him to make love to us!" she said glancing back at Dick.  "Us
Jessica, not me, not you, us!  I want him to come to bed with us.  Get us
pregnant.  Give us pleasure.  Give us...."
 "There is no us Daniel!"
 "Yes there is," she said lowering her lips to mine and kissing me lowering
herself down onto my body.  "There'll always be an us.  Can't you feel the
heat we both mirror in each other.  Don't you feel it radiating from each of
us, merging, combining to form a single heat.  A single passion.  A passion
that has only one way to be put out.
 "A heat that only has one liquid that can ever quench the thirst.  A liquid
so pure and so loving...."
 "NO!"
 "Let him make love to us, let him join us, let him bring heaven to our bed!
We're his just like he's ours.  We're his women Jessica.  He deserves to
love us the way a man deserves to love his women.  And we deserve to love
him the way a woman deserves to love her man.
 "Share it with me Jessica.  Share love and life with us," she said
spreading my legs apart with her knees pushing my legs up.  "Let him make
love to us!"
 "NO!"
 "Jessica, come on," she said softly brushing my hair back out of my eyes.
 "I said no Daniel!"
 "Beck, don't push it.  We have a week," Dick said leaning over while Daniel
backed off onto her hands and knees; enough for Dick to kiss my lips.  "When
she comes around she'll come around, until then I guess it'll just be you
having fun Beck.  Just make sure you take good care of her."
 "I will!  Jessica, will you let him make love to me while I'm laying on top
of you?"
 "Uh...."
 "Please!" she begged me.  "All you'll feel is a little rocking.  And maybe
a little dripping.  You can't denie me the pleasures of my husband can you?"
 "I'll...I'll get dressed and go down stairs and let you two have your fun."
 "No, stay, please!"
 "Daniel...."
 "Please!"
 "I can't!"
 "Why can't you!"
 "Because!"
 "Why?"
 "He's my brother.  I shouldn't be with him while he's making love to
anyone."
 "Including you?"
 "Especially including me."
 "Well, I want you to be here.  Stay.  Please," she said before giving me a
small gentle kiss.
 "I shouldn't!"
 "But you will."
 "Daniel...."
 "Please!"
 "I really shouldn't Daniel.  You're his wife.  I have no right to be
sharing his bed at all.  Certainly not to be in it while you two are making
love."
 "Please, stay!  You will stay won't you."
 "Dan...."
 "Please!"
 "All right," I sighed giving up.  "I'll stay!"
 "Thank you!  Thank you!"
 "Hurry up before I change my mind!"  Before I had even finished the last
word Dick was between our thighs with his pants down.  His big shaft
wavering out towards us.  It was the last thing I saw of him before Daniel
lowered herself down on to me in a large closed eyed moan.
 Then the rocking started, rocking and moaning, and the look on Daniel's
face was something else.  All I could think was how much I wanted to feel
how she was feeling.  She looked like she was in seventh heaven with her
eyes closed, moaning and squirming in my arms.
 I spread her ass apart for him.  The expression on his face was just as
intense as hers.  It looked like all that mattered to him at that moment,
was what he was doing.  Who he was making love to.  It was hard to believe
how much I wanted to know exactly how it felt.  I had a hard time trying not
to think about tossing Daniel off of me and taking him myself.
 She screamed out after a few minutes hurting my ears a little as she
quivered a little on top of me.  At the same time Dick had a look of...well
of release on his face, as he stroked my hands and Daniel's ass at the same
time.
 He groaned and she let out a small moan as he withdrew from us.  Backing
away smiling down at us, at where I could feel the few drops of his seed
dripping down on to my pussy from Daniel's.  She was wearing the biggest
grin I had ever seen on anyone's face in my life and from between the pretty
lips her tongue slithered out and over my lips, taking its time before
finally penetrating my mouth.
 Dick's hand went down between us and I could feel the heat from his hand
even over the heat coming from Daniel.  He rubbed her pussy then started
rubbing his seed into both of us.  I tried to ignore the feel of his fingers
on me but when he unexpectedly slipped his middle finger into my vagina I
gasped.  Driving pleasure around my insides like I had never felt before.
 "Dick, take it out!" I told him but before he did he wiggled his finger
around inside me for a few seconds.
 I tried to keep the moan that I felt coming down, and tried to concentrate
every bit of anger that I could on him before I could give myself a chance
to think about how good it felt.
 After he withdrew his hand he started rubbing our pussies with the head of
his hard cock.  "Dick stop it!"  He withdrew back from the bed coming up on
our side kissing each of us once on the lips before getting off the bed
entirely.  He dressed and then after another minute had gone back
downstairs.
 "Now what did you do that for!"
 "What?"
 "Why did you make him leave!"
 "I didn't, he left on his own."
 "But you discouraged him so much!  Why?"
 "He nearly...put himself in me!"
 "So?"
 "So, what have I been telling you's for the last six years!"
 "But you never had the chance before of being that close.  All you had to
do was let him take...."
 "I am not going to let him take me," I said rolling out from under her and
shouting "Now or any time in the future, near or far!"
 Then I stormed out of the room looking for the bathroom that I had seen on
the floor.  By accident I went into one of the wrong rooms and found two
women on the bed together.  They looked up at me startled.  All of a sudden
I got angry, because they were supposed to be working.  Dick hired them to
work in the bar, not worry about their own pleasure on company time.
 "Why aren't you two down stairs stripping!" I demanded.
 "Your one of Dick's women aren't you," the one on top asked.
 "Yes!" I said too angry to argue it.
 "Well, Jessica, isn't it," I nodded.  "I am working."
 "Excuse me!"
 "I-I'm a customer," the woman on the bottom said sheepishly.
 "Oh God, I'm sorry.  I...I didn't realize.  I'm not familiar with
all...sorry," I said backing out of the room closing the curtain behind me.
God I was so embarassed.  Embarassed and humiliated.  I had let her believe
that I was actually 'one of Dick's women!'  One of...how many did he have!
 Daniel was standing in the doorway to Dick's room, laughing at me.  "It's
not funny," I told her rubbing one of the rivulets of semen that was on my
inner thigh.
 "It is so, you'd think you'd never seen two women together before.  And
after all you've been through today...."
 "Just knock it off and tell me where the damn bathroom is!"
 "It's right there the door across the hall from where you...."
 "Thanks," I replied coldly heading into the room she had pointed out.  With
relief it was the bathroom, but there was no lock on the door.  And even
better a shower stall sat in the corner.
 I tried my best to stick something infront of the door, but in the end I
figured disapointedly that if someone really wanted to get in they could.
 I stepped into the shower turning the facets on, letting the warm water
wash away the sticky sweat and semen that was all over me.  I squirted some
of the soap from the soap dispenser screwed to the wall and started
scrubbing myself the best I could.
 When I got to gently rubbing my pussy I heard someone open the shower door
behind me.  "Daniel, just leave me alone!"
 "Who's Daniel," a distinctly rugged masculine voice asked as a pair of
calloused hands touched my waist.
 "Who the hell are you!" I demanded spinning around to look at the man
trying to cover myself the best I could at the same time.
 "Your dream come true," he said forcibly claiming one of my breasts.
 "Take your hands off me!" I told him sharply as he moved forward, his whole
naked body moving even closer to me.
 "I'll bet you like it rough," he whispered hotly, too close to my face.
 "Get lost!" I shouted at him but he pinned my hands back against the shower
wall spreading my legs with his knees before I could do anything.
 "Let's see what your like," he said forcibly kissing me.  I tried to fight
him off of me but he was too strong.  He came closer to...to putting himself
inside of me when I screamed.
 "Relax, no one will hear you babe," he said squeezing my breast hard.  "The
music's playing.  I'll bet your real tight too, aren't you!"
 "Leave me alone."
 "I don't think so," he said kissing me again pressing his disgusting body
even tighter against me.  Just faintly I thought I could hear something
heavy moving in the hallway.  "You got real pretty eyes.  Let's see what
that cunt feels like!"
 "Get your hands off her," someone snarled as a fist came into the shower
wrapping large fingers around the guys scrawny neck and pulling him out.
 "Hey...hey man...she wanted it...she just wanted it rough, that's all."
 "She's mine!" the voice shouted before I heard a thud.  I was almost too
scared to look out and see what was going on.  But I peeked anyway.  "No one
touches her!  No one but her mates!"
 Dick was out there looking bigger and more menacing than ever as he picked
the guy up from where he must have slammed into the door.  Then he threw him
again, straight out into the hall before I heard another thud.
 Dripping water I followed carefully so I could just peek out into the hall.
The guy was kicking and screaming and Dick was just holding him up by the
back of his neck.  He turned and looked at me then moved closer to me still
holding the man up.
 "Are you all right?"
 "I-I'm ok," I said while my voice betrayed me.
 "You get in the bathroom, close the door and wait for me, understood?"  I
nodded and couldn't believe how little strain the man was putting on him.
He even took time to give my lips a little gentle kiss.  "I'll be back as
soon as I take the trash out ok?  Don't let anyone in!"
 Then he carried the man down the hall, the other women that were looking
out into the hall turned and went back into their respective rooms like
nothing had happened.
 I went into the bathroom closed the door and leaned back against it, and
started crying.  After a couple of minutes, I heard a knock on the door and
nearly jumped a foot, I was so startled.
 "Jes, it's me honey, let me in," Dick said from the other side of the door.
I backed away from the door and opened it for him and let him in closing it
tight behind him.
 "Are you sure you're all right?" he said cupping my face and whiping my
tears away with his thumbs.  "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"
 "No, I'm fine.  Really."
 "Good.  If he had of hurt you...I don't know what I would have done."
 "Why isn't there a lock on the bathroom!"
 "It was never needed.  The girls usually use the one behind the stage, or
else they use this one two at a time."
 "Why didn't anyone ever tell me!"
 "I don't know sweetheart," he said wrapping his arms around me and hugging
me.  "I'm just glad I heard you."
 "You heard me?  Downstairs?"
 "Yes, I'm tuned into you hon, whether you like it or not.  If your in
trouble I'll be there.  I promise."
 "What did you do to him?"
 "I threw him out, after giving him a good beating of course."
 "You...you didn't...not the way he was dressed."
 "Especially the way he was dressed!  No one is going to get away with
hurting you!"
 "Dick he didn't hurt me."
 "Uh-huh," he replied unbottoning his shirt.
 "What are you doing?"
 "I'm getting undressed."
 "Why!"
 "Because I'm going to join you for the rest of your shower."
 "I-I-I don't want to go back in there!"
 "Come on Jes," he said dropping his pants.  "Nobody'll hurt you.  Not when
your with me.  Come on," he said holding out his hand to me.  He was as big
and gorgeous every where, as usual.
 "Dick...."
 "Come on," he said softly taking my hand and leading me to the shower.
Then he got in first, and pulled me in with him closing the door behind me.
It seemed so cramped and so terrifying.
 "Come here," he whispered filling his hand with the soap.  "Come here
sweetheart."  Hesitantly I did as I was told not taking my eyes off of his.
"Turn around and I'll wash your hair."
 He made washing my hair into such an exotic art, it was hard to keep my
eyes open and my mouth clamped down over the moans that kept rising.  He was
so different from most men.  Big and gentle, like a great big teddy bear.
 He moved slowly taking his time on every inch of my hair.  If he came
across a tangle he'd take his time and untangle it, in a way that he tried
not to hurt me.  Everything he did was so tender, gentle, and caring.
 When he finished with my hair I turned around in his arms trying to ignore
the very stiff member that had been poking me in the butt that was begining
to poke me in the stomach.  He scrubbed my shoulders, then down my arms,
then up on the underside gentle as not to tickle me he washed under my arms.
 Then down my sides, brushing against the edges of my breasts.  When he
reached my waist I tensed a little then after a few moments, I relaxed.
"Your a very beautiful woman Jes," he whispered as he rested his hands on my
hips.
 "Your not half bad yourself," I told him before I managed to recover part
of my senses.  "I'm going to go get dressed and go home."
 "Is Daniel going with you?"
 "I don't know.  I doubt it."
 "Do you want me to call Paul or get Brad to go with you?"
 "I'll be fine."
 "I'd feel better if you let someone escort you home, just to make sure you
get there safely."
 "Dick, I'm a grown woman."
 "I know you are but times aren't the best Jes, the whole city's a slum and
every place caters to it.  Especially this one.  I just want you to be safe
hon, that's all."
 "Dick, I'm not your honey!"
 "Yes you are," he said smiling taking my hands in his.  "For one whole week
anyway!"
 "Dick...."
 "You already made the deal, there's no going back on it now!"
 "I know, but Dick I can still take care of myself!" I said not feeling
overly convinced in the words I was saying.  The city was turning into a
great big cess pool and we were smack dab in the center of it.  The creep
proved it.
 "Fine, if you don't want anyone else to go with you, I will!  You go back
to the bedroom and get your clothes on and I'll meet you outside in the
hall."
 "Dick you don't...."
 "I know I don't have to, but I want to.  I want to make sure your safe at
home so I don't have to worry about another asshole trying something with
you."
 "Dick I'm a big girl!"
 "I know you are," he said stroking one of my hips.  "I know that more than
any one else Jes."
 "All right, I'll meet you in the hall in five minutes!"
 "Fine," he said letting me leave without much more of a fuss.  When I got
to the bedroom I found Daniel was sleeping in the bed all snug and tight
under the blankets looking extremely comfortable.
 I dressed as quickly as I could and was out in the hall under the five
minutes, but Dick was leaning against the wall waiting for me anyway.
"Ready?"
 "I guess.  Daniel's asleep, should we wake her and ask her if she wants to
go home?"
 "No, she'll be all right."
 "What if someone tries to...."
 "No one will...and if they do, it'll be them that's sorry.  Let's go."
 The experience of being in the shower with that filthy man's hands all over
me was still making me feel quite weak.  I didn't like the feeling one bit
of being violated like that.  By being touched all over.  It was disgusting.

 "Will you be all right here alone?"
 "Dick, I'll be fine, honest!"
 "All right, I'm going to close the bar up tonight about seven, then Daniel
and I will be home.  When I get back to the bar, I think I'm going to send
Clark home."
 "Dick you need him there more than I need him here!"
 "All right, but Angela will be home by three thirty, tell her she's not
suppose to go out.  Even if it's just to see Clark."
 "Dick, I don't need an eleven year old babysitter."
 "Jes, please just tell her!"
 "Dick...."
 "Tell her, ok?"
 "All right," I sighed not really feeling all that bad about having a little
peace of mind about not being the only one in the house.
 "Then I'll see you later honey," he said before kissing me then he moved
towards the door, but as if my hand had a life of its own it held onto his
shirt sleeve.
 "Dick...."
 "What is it sweetheart?"
 "...Thank you.  For what you did back at the bar.  Getting him off me and
all."
 "Jes, that's what I'm here for," he said with a smile before kissing my
forehead and leaving.  I puttered around the house for a good deal watching
the seconds tick past.  By three o'clock I was jumping at almost every sound
in the house.
 To get my mind off of what had happened in the shower and the feeling of
helplessness I grabbed the first holo-crystal I saw and dropped it into the
player.  When I sat down and turned it on I was surprised at the sound of
cheering as the holograph came into focus.
 It was a pornographic holo.  Of Sandra and Paul; she was on her back and
Paul was on top of her pushing another big cock into her.  The camera
circled around the room taking in the entire family.
 Daniel and a very pregnant Sandi were standing together smiling and holding
hands.  Laura was sitting on the couch with Clark and Brad on either side of
her holding one of her hands.  She'd kiss them and they'd kiss her and then
they'd turn back to watching Paul and Sandra.
 Then the camera turned back on the couple and focused in on Sandra's face.
It was so obvious how much love was bubbling there for the man that she was
wrapped so tightly around.  A look that described so much pleasure, and
fulfilment.
 When I finally looked away from it I noticed the clock and a whoppingly
late four-thirty and still no sign of Angela.  I was terrified that
something had happend to her.  My mind kept forming pictures of horrible
things that could have happened to her.
 I had never taken such an intrest in the kids before, they were there and
they could take care of themselves.  I knew that, but for the first time in
the six years that I had stayed at Dick's I was terrified for one of them.
 Fifteen minutes later Angela came through the door like nothing was wrong,
swinging a shopping bag.  "Where the hell were you!" I demanded coming out
of the kitchen from where I had been sipping on a cup of tea to try and calm
my nerves.
 "What does it matter?"
 "Where were you!"
 "Your not my mother yet so leave me alone!"
 "I want to know where you were, you were supposed to be home a three
thirty!"
 "I was out!"
 "Angela where were you!"
 "I was shopping ok?"
 "With who!"
 "Some friends, look it's really none of your business where I was!" she
said turning away from me to head to her room.
 "Angela, damn it tell me," I said grabbing her arm and spinning her so she
was facing me.
 "Tell you what," she snarled baring her teeth at me.  Scaring me enough to
take a step back before resisting my own fear and re-taking the step
forward.
 "I was out getting laid ok!"
 "What?"
 "I was having sex!  You gotta problem with that?"
 "Wha...who with?  Aren't you and Clark...."
 "Yes," she snapped.
 "Angela would you...would you like to talk about it?"
 "There's nothing to talk about," she said a little more calmly.  "Now if
you don't mind take your hand off me or I'll bite it off!"
 "Angela..." I got out before she snarled at me again and I quickly removed
my hand.
 "Thank you," she said before spinning on her heel and leaving me standing
there stunned.  I couldn't believe it, from all I heard, sleeping with
someone outside of the family for Dick's kids was almost sacrilage.
 Sandra did it, and she was nearly shut out by her brothers and sisters' for
four years, including Paul.  I couldn't understand why Angela would flirt
with such a punishment.
 "Come in," she shouted after I knocked on her door.
 "Angela, I..." I said before seeing her in the middle of her room naked.
"I want to know who you were sleeping with...and why?"
 "Why do you care?"
 "I care about you.  I want to know.  I want to know that your all right."
 "I was having sex, why wouldn't I have been all right?"
 "But why, you know what happened to Sandra."
 "Why do you care," she said snidely looking at me with her head tilted a
little.  "From what I know you'd be the last person to every agree that I
should be sleeping with Clark!"
 "Well...I...I know what kind of a bond you kids have amongst each other.  I
just don't want one of you getting hurt."
 "Why?"
 "Because."
 "Because why?"
 "Because I love you's!"
 "And do you love Dad?"
 "Of course I do...in my own way.  But this isn't about me this is about you
Angela, who is this guy your screwing around with?"
 "Who said it was a guy?"
 "A girl?" I said raising one of my eyebrows.
 "What's wrong with that?"
 "But why?"
 "Because Laura and Sandra aren't around here anymore, why do you think?"
 "You do it because your sisters aren't around?"
 "Yes.  I like having sex with women too.  They stick to each other a lot
more than they ever let me join in.  I've only made love with Laura three
times this last year.  And Sandra only twice!"
 "Does Clark know?"
 "Yes.  He said it was all right.  Sandra had another female lover outside
the family before.  A bi-sexual.  Rebeca...I forget her last name, anyway
they kept that up for a little while, and Paul didn't mind her doing that.
So why should Clark mind if I do it to find a woman to be with every once
and awhile."
 "I don't know...is she nice?"
 "Yeah.  She's gorgeous, big pouty lips.  Black hair, huge tits.  And the
nicest tightest ass you've ever seen."
 "How much does she know about you?"
 "This and that.  She knows I have an older boyfriend, one that I've told
her I'm going to marry.  The only thing is is she keeps saying she'd love to
come to my wedding."
 "Well, you don't have to worry about that for awhile yet...."
 "Six years, four days, six hours, and..." she said glancing at the clock in
the wall.  "Two minutes."
 "What no seconds?" I asked almost astonished that she had it all planed out
to the minute.
 She glanced at the clock again and then added "Thrity," before laughing.
To the second.  I laughed with her for a few moments before she seemed the
mood lightened a little.  "Would you like to go to bed with me?  Right now.
I won't even expect you to pay me."
 "Pay you?  Who pays you!"
 "No one.  No one pays me."
 "Angela tell me the truth, who's been paying you for sex!"
 "She has ok!"
 "Why would she do that?  How old is she?"
 "I think she's somewhere around twenty-five, and thirty."
 "And what does she pay you for?"
 "Making kiddie porn, at least that's what she calls it.  All it really is,
is having sex with her, or...sometimes another girl...with her husband
filming it...that's all."
 "And how old are these other girls?"
 "It varies.  Some are around six, I guess, and some of them are as old as
seventeen, but they screw Mark.  That's her husband."
 "Have you?"
 "NO.  I wouldn't cheat on Clark with another man.  Ever!  Well, except
maybe Brad or Paul."
 "Angela it's not right for them taping you and the other kids having sex
you know that don't you?"
 "I know.  But I get a hundred bucks every time I go over there, and I
usually get to buy something nice for Clark plus I can get some things for
myself."
 "Do the other girls get payed?"
 "Yeah.  The same thing I do."
 "How long are you going to do this for?"
 "When Clark and I mate I'm going to stop.  I'll probably find someone to
share our bed on a more permanent basis.  Like Dad's trying to get you into
bed.  But I don't want to be payed for making love.  It's not right.  Sex is
what you pay for, love making is what you give and receive.
 "I want that for Clark and me.  Not going to some dark studio and some fake
scenery."
 "I don't blame you Angela I don't think I could ever do that, not even
once.  It would be too hard for me.  But at least your going to stop it
soon."
 "Yep, four days left."
 "How often do you go...and do that kind of stuff?"
 "Well, Wednesday's my last day!  Then I'm going to tell Francine then too.
Then I'll be Clark's.  And in a few more years we'll get married and start
having some kids."
 "So Wednesday is your absolute last day?"
 "Yes."
 "Don't you think you should tell the police about them exploiting those
other girls?"
 "Nah, they like it."
 "Are you sure Angela?"
 "Yes, I'm positive."
 "Then you think we should just let it be?"
 "Yes."
 "Well, as long as Wednesday's your last day, and your not going to go back
there again...I won't do anything."
 "Thanks."

 "Jessica," someone whispered softly from above me.
 "What," I groaned trying to stretch before realizing that I couldn't
stretch my arms completely in my own bed.
 "Good morning," Dick whispered leaning a little closer and kissing my lips.
 "What are you doing in my bedroom?"
 "I came to wake you up, and see if I could lie with you for a little while
before we had to get up."
 "Oh," I groaned pushing against his bare chest before I felt the poke
against the sheets between my crotch.  "Are you naked?"
 "Completely," he replied grinning before giving me a soft little kiss.
"Now what do you say, can I get in bed with you and cuddle with you for a
little while?"
 "Dick...."
 "Come on sweetheart, just cuddling.  I promise, unless you want to do
something more."
 "Dick!"
 "All right, just cuddling, come on.  How can you resist a good cuddle?"
 "Where's Daniel?"
 "At the bar with Clark, they left about an hour ago."
 "Angela?"
 "School."
 "So we're all alone?"
 "You got it."
 "Dick.  I don't think we should."
 "Come on Jes, its just a cuddle!"
 "But to you its always more than a cuddle.  Oh sure, first its a cuddle,
then its kisses, then some caressing.  Then you'd move on to heavy petting
and then finally making love.  It wouldn't be right Dick!"
 "Well too bad," he said pulling the covers back bunching them up.  Exposing
my naked body before climbing in beside me and pulling the covers back up
over us.  "I want to cuddle."
 "Dick," I sighed as he pulled me into his warm strong arms pulling my back
tight against his chest.
 "What," he whispered brushing away some hair from my neck and kissing my
neck.
 "Nothing," I groaned as he sucked a little on a small place on my neck
while an unmistakable firmness settled against my butt.
 "Jes, you know how much I want you."
 "Yes."
 "I love you Jes, and I always want to keep you safe from harm.  And if I
can do anything to prevent it I want to be able to take the precations to do
it."
 "What do you want Dick, besides my body."
 "Yesterday in the shower I realized how really vulnerable you were.  It
scared me, but I came to the conclusion that if you didn't want to join us
fully.  Making love, biting, kissing I at least want to nip you.  Just
enough so that if you ever need help you'll be able to call me.  So I don't
have to be completely listening to the noises all around me.
 "Dick...."
 "Just a little nip Jes, you'll hardly notice it, and if you ever need any
help all you'll have to do is call me.  Please let me do that much to help
protect you."
 "Dick..." I groaned, suddenly finding the thought of having Dick always at
my beck and call very appealing.  "Would it hurt?"
 "No.  I'll be gentle."
 "What do you mean by call?"
 "I mean that when you need help, you'll always be able to call me where
ever you are.  Without a holo-phone."
 "All...all right," I stuttered.  "What do I have to do?"
 "Just roll on to your back," he told me softly while stroking my stomach.
Then he leaned close to me pressing his hard shaft into my leg and I felt
his hot breath on my neck, a little warm feeling, and then he pulled back.
 "There," he said smiling down at me.
 "Your done?"
 "What were you expecting?"
 "I don't know, I've just never really thought about it."
 "You really are beautiful," he said sweeping his hand over my front pushing
the blankets back a little to uncover my breasts.  "Very very beautiful.
Let me make love to you, and make you completely mine Jes.  Please."
 "Dick I think I should go have my shower."
 "Oh no you don't get out of it that easily," he said rubbing his hand
further and further towards my crotch before I eased my legs apart a
tiny-tiny-tiny-little bit.  Enough for his fingers to slip deeper into my
small curls.
 "Dick."
 "Jes, when are you going to let me," he said with a smile rubbing me, but
not moving his fingers in any direction of penetrating me.
 "I'm not."
 "Jes, sooner or later I will make love to you!"
 "The answer is still no Dick."
 "We'll see...we'll see," he said settling down cuddling up closer to me.
"But until then, we should just enjoy ourselves the best we can."
 "Dick, why," I asked after a few minutes of silence.
 "Why what?"
 "Why do you...why do you want to...have sex with me?"
 "I want to make love to you Jes, because I love you."
 "But I'm your sister."
 "You're also a woman, a woman that is very beautiful.  That deserves more
than she's gotten out of life.  That deserves to be safe in life.  That
deserves feeling pleasure.  A woman that deserves to be made love to."
 "So you want to do it out of charity?"
 "No Jes!  I love you.  That's why I want to make love to you.  I want to
treat you as you deserve to be treated as a woman, as my mate."
 "Dick!"
 "Jes, I don't want to do anything out of charity, and if I did you would be
the last person that I'd ever treat like that.  You mean too much to me to
act like that.
 "Besides I'm not looking for a one nighter where I can satisfy some hidden
sense that I'm pitying you because I'm not.  I'm looking for a life-long
relationship with you Jes.  Marriage, kids, everything Jes.  That's what I
want for you, for me, for us."
 "Why?"
 "I don't know, I just do Jes.  That's all I know.  I'm attracted to
you...I'm attracted to you so strongly it's hard for me to keep anything
straight anymore; the amount you've got me wound up is so distracting."
 "But Daniel's your wife.  You have her."
 "I know, and I love her beyond any amount of words that I could ever
express.  But your also a part of my life Jes, and I want to make you a
fuller part of my life.  A part of my life that we can be like this for the
rest of our lives.  Lying in bed together, cuddling, kissing like this," he
said brushing his lips across my temple.
 "I...I like doing this too, but it doesn't mean that I want everything that
you just said.  We were never that close when we were young Dick, we never
hugged and kissed like we've been doing lately.  Never touched each other
like you've been doing."
 "You still think it's wrong don't you?"
 "Isn't it?  I keep remembering that time in the bathroom.  I didn't like it
Dick, the way you forced me into that situation."
 "I was young, I'm sorry.  I never should have done it Jes, not the way I
did."
 "But you still would have found a way to do it wouldn't you have?"
 "Probably.  I found you very cute compared to the girls that I went to
school with.  You attracted me a lot more than any of them did Jes.  Even if
I did tease you a lot I only did it because it meant I could get close to
you."
 "We...we would have been having sex long before now if Sandi hadn't come
along wouldn't we've?"
 "Probably but without Sandi, I wouldn't have the kids, or Daniel, or
anything that my life's become.  Nor would I have known how good life was
with her...."
 "You miss her don't you?"
 "Of course I do.  And every days a struggle to keep going.  I promised
her...once, before we were married...that...if anything happened to her,
that I'd follow her after I had made sure the kids were safe."
 "Suicide?  Oh Dick!"
 "I guess, I don't know.  It's just been so...hard looking at Paul, and
Laura, and worst of all Angela.  I can see there mother so much in them, and
every time it reminds me of the promise I made to her.
 "I have never broken a promise to her Jessica.  Never.  I don't know what I
should do any more.  I've given the kids everything I could give them.  I've
loved Daniel every day like it was my last.  And I want to give you
something solid that I can say that we'd be together till the day we die.
 "I want that Jessica, I want to make love to you every night I can.  Every
day I can.  I want to spend time with you Jes.  With you and Daniel, with
the kids...but it's hard."
 "Dick, she'd want you to be happy, she'd want you to keep going.  You nor
her didn't know that you'd marry someone else too.  You can't give up
because you made a promise like that Dick.
 "Daniel needs you.  The kids need you.  What happens when Dad dies.  Who's
going to perform your grand kids marriages?  Who's going to be Grandpa to
Paul Jr. and Ophelia?  Who's going to spoil them rotten, like Grandpa Bob
did to us?"
 "Those are all things that make it hard Jes.  And you're another.  One of
the hardest there is.  I'd kill a hundred people just to roll over right now
and make love to you, you know that don't you.
 "I can't help feeling like that, it's hard to resist those feelings.  And
the promise I made to Sandi has been gnawing at me ever since she...left.  I
don't know what I'm supposed to do any more."
 "Stay with us Dick, that's what's important.  Let the dead stay dead and
stay with the living.  Stay with us Dick.  Stay with me.  That's what's
important.  We all need you here with us."
 "Do you?"
 "Dick...yes.  I do.  I need my brother."
 "What about your lover?"
 "I don't have one Dick, and I don't see having one any time soon."
 We spent a couple of hours laying in bed cuddling and just talking.  It was
so gentle and so relaxed.  After a while his stroking even seemed more
natural than it had when he had first climbed into bed with me.
 Three days later when I was in the living room cuddled up to one side of
Dick, while Daniel was on the other.  Angela and Clark came in together
naked.  Dick got up and started the camera recording before sitting down
between Daniel and me again.  Then they made love.  It was exactly like the
holo-crystal of Sandra and Paul that I had watched.
 Only when I watched Angela and Clark, it felt right being there.  I didn't
feel as much out of place as I had when I had watched the holo.  Not like an
outsider.  Clark spread Angela's legs and showed her around before plunging
into her.  Stopping up her pussy with his thick manly cock.
 Even the streak of hair down his back didn't look strange any more.  It
looked sensual, attractive, powerful.  He looked like Dick.  The Dick that
had been so kind and caring and generous over the last few days.  The Dick
that told me he loved me.  The Dick that gave me passionate kisses first
thing in the morning and the last thing at night.
 He didn't push, other than asking me every day if he could make love to me.
I had spent two mornings with him just like the last one.
 Even the night before I had slept with him and Daniel in their bed, and I
had watched when they'd made love.  Then he pulled us both close to him
before he would allow either of us to go to sleep.
 Clark and Angela's love making was wild and passionate, just like Dicks had
been with Daniel the previous night.  It was beautiful, sensous, and so
loving I could hardly believe it.  And it was so close a mirror image of how
Dick made love it was almost a little unnerving.
 After they had finished Dick shut the camera off while Clark and Angela
went to their own room.  Right afterwards Dick and Daniel turned in, saying
that I was welcome to join them in bed again tonight.  At that point or
later into the evening.
 About ten thirty I turned in.  To my own room.  I felt so lonely, and
separated from everyone, especially Dick.  I cried myself to sleep that
night.
 Sunday evening none of us but Daniel had seen the newly mated couple.  And
that was only because she took them food.  Dick kept the bar closed the
entire day to spend with me and Daniel.  I had managed to get him through
his feelings about his promises to Sandi.  I'd convinced him that the living
needed him more than Sandi did.  That she would want him happy, and to go on
with his life.
 "Jes, come here," Dick said holding his hands out to me when I came out of
the kitchen.
 "What is it," I asked giving him my hands.  He pulled me down into his lap
so quickly I was almost surprised that I wasn't standing any more.
 "Tonights the last night of our deal," he whispered wrapping his arms
around my waist and giving my chin a little kiss.
 "I know," I told him, trying to tell myself that the right thing was
happening by my refusing to go along with the sharade.
 "Will you sleep with Daniel and me tonight?"
 "I don't...."
 "Please, we liked you there that one night Jes.  It'll mean a lot to
me...."
 "Fine.  I'll sleep with you's again tonight but from tomorrow on I'm
sleeping in my old room."
 "So you've made your decision already."
 "No, I just haven't changed it."
 "Jessica, this week has meant so much to me.  I think it's meant as much to
you too.  I don't want this to end.  I don't want to be forced to pretend I
don't care about you when I know I do.  When I know that the best thing for
you, for me is that you stay with me, as my wife.  I want to make love to
you."
 "Dick, I know it's hard for you but you knew when we made this deal that I
probably wouldn't ever be in your bed.  Not in the way your asking."
 "Jes...."
 "Dick, that's my final decisions!"

 "What's wrong," I asked going into Angela's room to find her crying on her
bed a few days later.  "What's the matter?"
 "Francine!  Mark!  God, I don't know what to do Aunt Jessica!  I don't know
what I'm going to do!"
 "Didn't you quit?"
 "I told them I didn't want to make any more films.  They said I had to."
 "No you don't Angela."
 "They showed me some pictures.  One was of Clark.  They knew he was my
boyfriend and my lover.  They knew."
 "So what's the problem Angela?"
 "They also have this other picture.  One I never knew existed."
 "Of what?"
 "I lied to you Aunt Jessica.  I...I was with Francine one time, without the
camera on.  In her and Marks' bedroom.  We were having some fun.  I was on
my back, she was between my legs.  Then...Mark came in.
 "He dropped his pants and made me suck him off.  They had pictures of it
Aunt Jessica.  They said if I quit they'll give them to Clark, and that
they'd suggest that I did more than that.
 "I don't want Clark to know about that Aunt Jessica.  I love him so much,
and he'd be so angry at me for doing it.  I don't want him to do what Paul
did to Sandra.  She was so lonely without him.  I don't want to be that
lonely Aunt Jessica.  I want to be with Clark for the rest of my life.  I
don't want this to ruin it!"
 "Oh honey, couldn't you just tell Clark then...."
 "No, I can't do that!"
 "Then what else do you think we could do?"
 "I don't know, but Clark can't see those pictures."
 "Angela it was just a...a blow job...."
 "But I took another man's seed Aunt Jessica.  I let another man violate me
with his seed, a man that's outside of this family.  Do you know how
disgraceful that is to everyone else."
 "I think I could make a guess.  Where is the place that you go when your
filming these?"
 "A warehouse on seventh and Redding.  It's got a big sign over it that says
Kids' Emporium.  Why?"
 "Don't worry about it, ok.  I'll take care of it."
 "Really?"
 "I'll try my best sweety."
 "Thanks Mo...I mean...Aunt Jessica."
 "Is that how you think of me?  As your mother?"
 "A...a little I guess.  You and Dad have been so close lately and then now
all of a sudden you two are so far apart again.  I was all set up for a
wedding, and a...a new mother but now you two act so different.  Are you
angry with him?"
 "No.  I'm not angry with him Anglea."
 "Is he angry at you...if he is I'll...."
 "No he's not angry at me hon."
 "Then what's wrong?  Why are you two acting like...strangers?"
 "Angela, it's kind of hard to explain."
 "Come on, your going to try and help me, why don't you let me try and help
you?"
 "Angela...it's complicated."
 "So?  Explain it to me."
 "Angela...he's my brother...that's what the problem is."
 "What's the problem with that?"
 "It's...I've never thought that it was right to ever be with him like a man
and woman can be together.  I've always thought it was bad."
 "Like everyone else?"
 "Well, I guess...it's incest Angela."
 "Only if you think of it like that Aunt Jessica.  If you think of him as a
man, which he is, a very strong handsome one the problem isn't there any
more."
 "But he wants to have kids!"
 "Really?  You mean I could have another brother or sister?"
 "Angela...I never said we were I'm just saying that's what he wants?"
 "Do you want to have kids?"
 "Of course I do...but Dicks?  Angela it's hard for me to think of him like
that."  It was a lie pure and simple.  It was the only way I'd been able to
think of him for the last week.
 "I don't think it's as hard for you to think of him as that as much as your
trying to make me believe.  I think you'd like to make love to him too!"
 "Too?"
 "I would always enjoy making love to Dad.  But he's never asked me, and I
don't think he ever did with Laura or Sandra.  I've only seen him naked, but
I liked what I saw every time."
 "Angela, just because he's a..." very, very, very, "...n attractive man,
doesn't mean that I should sleep with my brother."
 "Why don't you want to?  Is it a commitment you want I'm sure...."
 "He already offerered me that..." I heaved slouching a little on her bed.
 "Then what's the problem?"
 "He's my brother...that's whats wrong."
 "If that's true I would never have had the warm fulfilling life that I have
to this point!  Why is it so hard to accept Dad's love when you can accept
Sandra and Paul, or Laura and Brad, or even me and Clark.  I don't
understand what the difference is Aunt Jessica.
 "Except for the simple difference that it would be you finding some
happiness."
 "Angela...it's not that simple."
 "Isn't it?"
 "Angela are you...oh I'm sorry," Clark said standing in the doorway.  "I
didn't realize you were in here Aunt Jessica."
 "What is it Clark?"
 "I'll...I'll come back later."
 "No, it's all right Clark, we were just finishing," I said getting up off
the bed.  "Thanks Angela," I told her kissing her forehead.
 "Your welcome...mom," she finished it in a whisper but I still heard the
little word.  I shouldn't have liked the sound of it, but it brought a warm
feeling to my heart anyway.
 "I'll leave you two alone."

 The next day I decided to go and see the Francine and her husband.  So
after I dropped Angela off at school I went off to where the address she had
given me was.
 It took me nearly an hour to find the place, but when I did I almost kicked
myself for missing such an obvious building.  The "Kid's Emporium" sign had
to be ten feet square.  I parked in a shabby parking lot, almost afraid to
leave it out in the open.
 I felt even worse about getting out of the safety of the car in such a
rotten neighbohrhood.  But it was for Angela so I forced enough courage up
get out of the car and go inside the door to the warehouse.
 "Can I help you," a blue eyed brunnette asked from behind a desk in an
empty room.  Obviously a front.
 "Yes, I'm here to see...Francine...or Mark."
 "And you are?"
 "A friend.  They said any time that I wanted to...come see...a movie
being...made."
 "I understand," the woman said with a sly smile.  "Right through there,"
she said pointing at the door.  "I'll buzz you through."
 "Thanks."
 When I was through I was almost horrified at what I saw.  On the bed was
this girl, she had to be about six years old, and an older girl around
fourteen maybe fifteen, shoving a dildo into the little girl.  Forcefully,
and the little girl was crying a little at the pain of the penetration.
Behind the fourteen year old was a man that looked like he was in his late
twenties was fucking her from behind.
 The fourteen year old hardly even had breasts, and this creep was fucking
her like she was his age.  He was grabbing her by her non-existent hips and
pulling her back to meet him roughly.  It was horrible and she was trying to
force out a smile for the camera while holding back screams of what had to
be pain.
 "What the hell are you's doing!" I demanded moving closer.
 "What?  Who the hell are you," a woman asked coming towards me.  She was
dressed in a pink flowery sweater, Brown hair draping over her shoulders
across her breasts.  Green eyes shining angrily at me.  "How the hell did
you get in here."
 "All right girls I guess that's all we'll be able to get in for today," the
man said backing away from the two little girls.  "Cindy why don't you go
find your mother.  She's probably upstairs," he told the five year old
patting her little bum.  "Tell her we'll pick up again tomorrow.  Liz, same
for you ok honey, but tomorrow why don't you tell your parents your going to
sleep over, huh?  We'll make a real night of it.  Just the three of us."
 "Sure Mark," the fourteen year old said smiling and kissed him on the lips
while stroking his penis.  "If your sure you don't want to finish today."
 "I'm sure honey."
 "Answer me!" the woman demanded pushing me.
 "I...I'm Angela's mother!  Are...are you Mrs. Winslow?"
 "Yes, but what the...."
 "You've been pimping her for pornographic holo's!  I don't want her doing
it anymore!  And I want those pictures you took of her!"
 "Mark, look I don't know who you are but your not getting anything.  How
the hell did you get in here!"
 "I want those pictures and the negatives."
 "What's wrong," the man that had been with the little girls asked wrapped
in a robe.
 "This bitch says she's Angela's mother, she wants some sort of photo's!"
 "What photo's?"
 "You damn well know what photo's you son of a bitch.  You and her having
oral sex.  You's should be ashamed of yourselves, using little girls like
that for your own pleasure."
 "It's fun too," he said smiling.
 "You bastard!" I shouted lunging at him.
 "Whoa," he said catching my hands  "Your a fiesty one," he said.  "Francine
why don't we see if she's as good as her daughter?"
 "No, let me go!"
 "Take her."
 "No leave me alone!"
 "A good rape should make us a little fortune."
 "NO!  LET ME GO!"
 "She's as cute as her daughter isn't she," he said pulling me closer to the
disgusting bed.  "Go make sure everyone's left!  Let Liz go for the day
too."
 "All right," she said as he threw me down on the bed.
 "Before you go turn the camera on."
 "Sure," she said smiling as he climbed on top and straddled my stomach
tearing off my blouse.
 "Let me go.  Let me go!  Please.  Stop.  Stop.  Don't do this!"
 "Let's see what we've got here," he said laying his hand on my breast and
curling his fingers under my bra.  "They certainly are firm!"  Then he tore
my bra away.  "Oh yes, beautiful soft pink nipples."
 "Get off me," I screamed pushing at him but he took my nipple in his mouth
anyway and started sucking on it.  "No!"  I kicked and I screamed as hard as
I could, finally I managed to get my hand free and I struck him across the
face.
 "You bitch!" he shouted and shook me.  I clawed at his face drawing blood,
leaving scratches all across his cheek.  "You bitch!" he shouted this time
punching me in the stomach.
 "Stop," I begged but he punched again, this time hitting me in the face.
"Stop it."  Again and again he hit me with his fists.  "NO!"
 "You like it rough don't you!" he said licking my swelling lips before
hitting me again.
 "ASSHOLE!" I shouted trying to defend myself, only to be hit again.
 "Mark what are you doing," Francine said touching his shoulder.
 "I'm giving the bitch what she deserves," he said hitting me again.  Then
he reached over my head while still holding down my arms and grabbing
something then when he pulled back he was holding a shiny knife.
 "I'm going to like this," he whispered close to my ear before drawing the
blade of the knife across the underside of my breasts.  Then when he raised
the kife up again it was covered in my blood.  Then he pushed the knife back
against my chest and I could feel it digging deeper into me.  I stopped
thrashing beneath him fearing sticking the knife even deeper into myself.
 When I started whimpering he grinned at me and then I felt someone yanking
my pants off again.  He turned around and smiled over his shoulder as a hand
touched my pussy, I kicked and bucked against it knowing I'd made a mistake
as I felt the warm slick mixture from my chest.  I'd bucked against the
knife and put it into myself.  I started getting dizzy and I barely heard
the sound of snarling before the front door crashed to the floor.
 "Come on let's go," Francine said quickly pulling him off of me.
 "Oh my sweet," someone said above me, a deep rich baratone voice.  "What
have they done to you," it said scooping me up into strong arms.  I knew it
had to be him.
 "Dick," I groaned as he pulled me into his chest.
 "Hold on, I'll get you to the hospital."

 "Dick we've got to do something," Daniel whispered to me with her arm
around my waist as we looked down at where Jessica was lying in the damned
hospital bed.  "The doctors said...."
 "I know...she won't live...through the injuries...."
 "Oh Dick why was she there!  What would she be doing over there in the
first place."
 "I don't know honey," I said wrapping my arm around her.  "Mom and Dad
should be here soon."
 "Dick?"
 "Mom.  Dad."
 "How is she," Jake (my father) asked.
 "She...her...injuries are...she's bad.  Really bad."
 "How did it happen?"
 "I don't know...I don't know.  I should have gotten there quicker!  If I
had...."
 "Dick you couldn't have done anything more than you did," Daniel said
pushing herself tighter against my chest.
 "What did the doctor say?" Christa (my mother) asked in her soft tone,
trying to keep her blonde-going grey hair out of her blue eyes.
 "She's got a lot of internal hemoraging, and a few broken ribs, and too
many bruises...and some stab wounds," Daniel told them.
 "Do you know who did this to her?"
 "I'm not totally sure...but I do know it was a man.  I got to her before he
had a chance to...get any further...he was...trying to rape her."
 "Oh my god!" Christa gasped.
 "He didn't get that far though."
 "He got too far as far as I'm concerned," Jake said taking Jessica's hand
in his and kissing it.  My beautiful Jessica, my poor Jessica.  I felt so
helpless watching her lay there.  So still and so hurt.

 "...Hunt them down, don't hurt them, just come back and tell me where they
are," I told Angela and Clark.  "I want them found!  They're going to pay
for doing this to her."
 "We will," Clark told me squeezing Angela's shoulder.
 "I mean it, don't harm them, don't even talk to them.  I don't want them
scared off!"
 "Yes Dad," Angela said looking at me with tears in her eyes.
 "We'll go right now," Clark said heading for the door of the kitchen.
 "You go, I want to talk to Dad for a minute," Angela told Clark letting him
go.
 "All right, but don't be too long."
 "I won't, I promise," she said kissing his cheek.  Then he left.  "Dad...."
 "What is it?"
 "I...I know who they were...."
 "Who?" I growled.
 "Their...their names are Francine and Mark Winslow.  They...they make
kiddie porn."
 "So what was Jessica doing there!"
 "She...she was trying to help me."
 "Why!"
 "I...I worked for them for awhile...."
 "MAKING KIDDIE PORN!"
 "Dad, please keep it down!  I only did it with other girls, and sometimes
with Francine."
 "You slept with that bitch," I snarled at her.
 "Dad, please I'm...I'm trying to explain.  I gave Mark a blow job once."
 "YOU WHORE!"
 "Dad please!"
 "How could you ever...."
 "Dad please...be quiet!"
 "YOU SLUT!" I shouted at her filled with rage.  She'd actually been with
the man that had....
 "What the hells going on!" Clark demanded coming into the kitchen again.
 "Your little slut of a mate was with the son of a bitch that hurt her!"
 "What!" he said turning his gaze on her.  "Is that true?"
 "...yes..." she replied in a near whisper.
 "How...how could you!"
 "Clark it was an accident.  I swear!  He was never in me.  I swear Clark.
I swear," she said holding onto his shirt.
 "You were with that BASTARD!"
 "Clark...please...don't do anything rash."
 "Rash?  How...how could you Angela!  I thought we meant something to each
other."
 "Clark you mean...."
 "STOP IT!" I shouted at them.  "You two have something to do.  Now go do
IT!  Find them!"

 "How is she?"
 "Oh Dick, the doctor was in here a few minutes ago," Christa said grabbing
my arm.
 "What's wrong mom?"
 "They...they want to take her off the life support.  They think she won't
make it."
 "What did you tell them?"
 "We said we wanted her to have every chance she could."
 "Mom..." I started glancing over at where Jake and Daniel were asleep.
"...I have an idea."
 "Oh Dick, what, please tell me!"
 "Come on, let's take a walk, so we can talk.  It's important."
 "Dick...all right, let's go.  What is it," she asked once we were in the
hall.
 "I've been interested in Jessica."
 "What?"
 "I've been trying to convince her to be my mate."
 "Dick?"
 "Mom I care a lot about her.  She's turned into a very caring loving
woman."
 "She knows about how you feel?"
 "Yes.  I have been very open with that to her."
 "But?"
 "She doesn't feel the same way.  She's thought it was wrong.  But I don't
think she believes it as much as she says she does."
 "Dick, what does that...."
 "I'm getting to it, please just be patient."
 "I love her Mom.  I don't like seeing her in that bed any more than you.
I've got Angela and Clark out looking for the two that...."
 "There was two of them?"
 "The man and his wife!  Just listen.  I remember how much you didn't like
what we are.  What we've become.  But the truth is we're stronger than
everyone else.  Stronger.  More sexual.  Faster...."
 "Dick...."
 "...and we heal faster Mom.  I haven't had a sick day in my life save for
when I was in the hospital that one time.  But Jessica, she's normal...she's
like everyone else."
 "Is...has she gone onto the kind of diet you were on?"
 "No, she hasn't.  Mom she's as normal as everyone else, but it's not doing
her any good right now.  It's hurting her that much more."
 "What...what are you thinking?"
 "Making her one of us.  Taking her as my mate."
 "Dick...."
 "If I do, she'll heal faster...she'll get out of the danger the doctors
believe can kill her.  She'll be angry as hell with me, but...her life is
more important!"
 "What do you want me to do?"
 "I'm asking you what you think.  Should I do it?  If I do, she'll never
have the same kind of life she used to.  And she'll be mine.  She'll never
be able to get away from that, no matter how hard she tries."
 "Dick...I think you should do what you think is best.  But I think she'd
prefer to live."
 "Would she?"
 "Dick...she's my daughter, just like your my son.  I want the best for both
of you.  I'd give up my own life for either of you without a second thought.
I can't think any other way than wanting and doing every thing I can to make
her live her life to the fullest."
 "There's a danger though.  I'm going to have to bring her through the
change quickly."
 "Dick...you've got to do what you think is best.  She has a better chance
of living with you than she's got with these Doctors.  They'd sew their
assholes up if they thought it was just an extra hole."
 "I-I'm going to do it then."
 "If there's anything you...you need just ask Dick."
 "Can you...can you get Dad out of the room when he wakes up?"
 "Of course but that won't be for a few hours.  If you want I'll just wake
him and...."
 "No...give me a little chance to gather up my strength...and my will
power."
 "All right," she said forcing a smile and patting my arm.

 "All right Jessica," I said pulling the curtain around the bed.  "It's
time.  I don't like the idea of forcing this on you like this
sweetheart...but I don't have much of a choice do I?
 "I swear this won't hurt you...much.  I'm sorry honey," I whispered in her
ear turning her head so she was her closed eyes faced away from me.
Brushing her golden hair away from her neck I lowered my lips to it and
kissed it a little.
 "I love you Jessica," I whispered in her ear before biting into her neck,
tearing away a little piece of her flesh chewing and swallowing it as I
sucked on the geyser of blood.

 "I want her off the life support now!" I told the nurse two days later.
 "What?  I thought you wanted to keep her on it."
 "I want her dismissed from the hospital right now."
 "What?  Why?  She's better off here sir!"
 "I don't care just do it."
 "The doctor will be by shortly to check on her."
 "No, no chekups.  I want her dismissed now!  I'm taking her home right
now."
 "Sir...that's impossible...she's in no condition."
 "DO IT!" I snarled.
 "Sir it's highly unort...."
 "I DON'T GIVE A DAMN.  I WANT TO TAKE HER HOME.  NOW!"
 "Sir there's no point in getting angry."
 "NOW!  DAMN IT, NOW MEANS NOW OR DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND ENGLISH!" I said
pulling out one of the cords in her arm, placing my mouth over it and
closing the little hole.
 "Sir, don't do that!"
 "Dismiss her.  I'm taking her out of here right now, with or without the
paper work I don't care," I said scooping Jessica up in my arms.
 "ORDERLIES!" the nurse shouted down the hall.
 "You'll find they won't have very much of a chance stopping me.  Call them
off before they get hurt!" I told her before two men skidded to a stop
behind her.
 "He's trying to take the patient out without authorization."
 As gently as I could I put Jessica over my shouler holding on to her
carefully with one arm as the two men rushed at me.  With my free arm I
swept them both aside knocking them into the wall beside the bed.
 "I warned you," I told the nurse as I closed in on where she was standing.
 "Please sir, just put her down, we'll take good care of her."
 "We are leaving right now," I told her pushing her aside and leaving the
room.
 "Sir, please!"
 "Good bye," I told her starting down the hall, a wild shuffle taking place
behind us.  Two more orderlies tried stopping me only to find them selves
spread out undignified on the floor.
 "Dick where are you going?" Dr. Dalstrom asked when the elevator doors
open.  He was her doctor.
 "I'm taking her home."
 "Dick we can take better care of her here."
 "I don't think so.  Now if you'll get out of my way."
 "Dick I don't think that would be wise."
 "I'm sorry Doctor we're going home, NOW!" I said and he backed away just as
I felt something pierce my shoulder.  I turned around and found the nurse
standing there with an empty syringe.
 For a second I swayed under the effects of the drug that she had injected,
then after a second my metabolism got rid of it.  "You'll find that's a
waste of time too," I told her, turning on my heel and stepping into the
elevator leaving a very stunned mouth gaping nurse in the hall.
 I changed Jessica's position so she was cradled comfortably in my arms.
"We'll be home soon honey."
 "Dick?  What...what...." she said groggily with her eyes still closed.
 "Rest Jes, we'll be home soon.  I promise.  Then you'll be safe.  No one
will ever harm you again."

 It seemed like forever before I finally managed to wake up, to get away
from all the erotic dreams.  To escape all the constant pleasure I imagined
being in Dick's arms.
 "Where?  Where am I," I groaned.
 "Your home sweetheart, your safe."
 "Dick?  What...what's going on."
 "Your in bed.  You were messed up pretty good," he said softly.
 "Mark," I groaned.  "That son of a bitch!"
 "We'll deal with him later, how do you feel honey?"
 "Surprisingly good," I groaned flexing my fingers trying to sit up
prevented by something.
 "Oh I forgot about that," he said softly brushing the folds of my robe
apart.  "I'll get rid of it," he said tearing at something pulling what ever
it was away and setting it down beside me.  A plaster cast.  A cast, around
my chest.
 "What...what happened?"
 "You've been in the hospital.  It's been nearly two weeks since you got
hurt.  I brought you home, against the doctors wishes three days ago so they
couldn't see...."
 "See what?"
 "See the change in you...."
 "What change," I said sitting up.  "What are you talking about Dick," I
said swinging my legs over the edge of the bed.
 "Jessica, you should take it easy right now."  I was in his bed.  I got up
onto my feet and felt strong on them considering I had spent two weeks
sitting on my butt.  I quickly moved from the bedroom with Dick following me
into the attatched bathroom.
 "What did you do," I demanded angrily staring shocked at my mirror image
and the gold eyes that glowed back at me.
 "Jes...."
 "What did you do Dick." I said angrily and hit the counter with my
fist...knocking a hole in it.  He'd made me one of them.  All I could do was
stare at my plaster covered fist.  "What did you do to me!"
 "Jes, I didn't know what else to do.  They really hurt you bad.  Jes, even
the doctors never thought youwouldn't live.  There was more than once that
they wanted to shut the life support off on you.  They thought it was that
bad."
 "So you turned me into one of you!  Dick, how could you, how could you," I
sobbed sinking to the floor in tears.  "How could you do this to me."
 "Jes, I had two choices," he said squating down infront of me taking my
hands in his.  "One was to let you die, the other was to let you live.  I
chose the latter.  It was hard enough for me to see you in that bed Jes.  I
knew that you'd be angry at me, and I accept that.  I didn't want to do it
to you...not like that.
 "I wanted it to be special, to be romantic for us.  To make it something
that we chose, together.  But it didn't work out that way.  It worked out
this way."
 "Now I'm some sort of freak!"
 "Jes, please," he said reaching out and touching my arm.
 "Don't touch me!" I shouted pushing him.  He landed outside the bathroom in
the bedroom a half dozen feet away from me.
 "Jes, go back to bed.  Get some more sleep.  You'll feel better in the
morning."
 "I don't want any more sleep," I growled.  I couldn't believe I had
actually growled.  Oh god, I couldn't believe what I'd become.  I held my
knees tight to my chest and cried.  "Just leave me alone.  Leave me alone."
 "All right.  I'll...I'll be in the kithen if you need anything."
 "GO!" I shouted at him.

 "Jessica?" someone said half an hour later, still finding me in the
bathroom.
 "Mom?  What are you doing here?"
 "We've been here for nearly two weeks honey.  How are you feeling."
 "Confused," I complained.  "Angry, frustrated, embarassed, used."
 "He only did what he thought was best Jessica.  He didn't see any other
alternative, and frankly dear neither did I.  That...Mark really did a
pretty good number on you, we're all lucky your alive at all."
 "But look at me," I said lifting my arms up.  "I'm not even human any
more!"
 "Nonsense, you are and always will be a very beautiful woman Jessica, and
your just as human as the rest of us."
 "Mom admit it we're a family of freaks."
 "No we're not Jessica we're just a little different than most people that's
all."
 "How can you say that, it's a lie!"
 "Jessica, it is not, you can live out a normal life."
 "Yeah right," I snapped.  "The moment a man I meet finds out that I could
snap his spine without any difficulty is really going to stick around."
 "Jessica...I said I wasn't going to get into this...."
 "Into what?"
 "You've already got a man that loves and wants you."
 "Dick?"
 "Yes Dick, whats keeping you from getting together with him.  Your both so
damned misserable.  I don't understand...."
 "He's my brother Mom, or don't you remember that."
 "I did give birth to you's.  I'm pretty sure I wouldn't forget that.  But
you do have a very good chance of being happy if you let yourself see it."
 "He's my brother!"
 "Jessica, if I had of had a brother I probably would have slept with him
too.  Look, I know this is hard for you to understand but he does love you a
lot Jessica."
 "Did he tell you that?"
 "Yes, but I could see it in his eyes when you were in the hospital.  Have
you thought about him in that way, at all?"
 "No."
 "Liar!" she said grinning.  "You are such a bad liar Jessica.  It surprises
me sometimes that your actually my daughter."
 "Mom, I have not!"
 "Don't lie to me Jessica.  I can see it in your face when you do."
 "Mom!"
 "If you think about him why don't you do something about it?  What does it
take for you to start straightenening up your life, getting hit by a bus or
would you prefer someone beating you up again?  He loves you Jessica, and I
think you feel the same way.
 "Just remember, your not getting any younger and sulking on the bathroom
floor won't help those wrinkles disappear any."
 "Mom, he's my brother."
 "Jessica just ask yourself one question 'Would being with Dick make me
happy?'  Me being you Jessica not me," she said before leaving me.
 Would being with Dick make me happy?  Does a frog have a water tight ass?
Do birds fly?  Is Dick the most gorgeous man on the planet?  Yes, yes, yes a
thousand times yes!
 I got up sniffling and looked in the mirror again wiping my eyes.  I didn't
look all that different.  Those few pounds that I always meant to loose
we're gone.  But that was probably because of the stay in the hospital.  My
breasts looked the same, so did everything else.  The only exterior sign
that Dick had done anything to me was my eyes.
 Glowing a half way eerie gold color.  But I felt stranger and more ready
than I ever had.  More aware of everything that was going on.  And my sense
of smell was increased too.  It was amazing as I started realizing the
differences it was so enlightening.
 But the thing that stuck out the most was the warm masculine smell all
around me, in the bathroom in the bedroom, it was all over.  It was a
wonderful smell.  It was Dick's; his scent; his warm masculine scent
magnified a hundred times from before.
 "Are you still angry at me," Dick said sheepishly looking into the
bathroom.
 "No, not much anyway."
 "Jes, I'm really sorry it had to work out the way it did.  I would have
prefered making you my mate by choice...."
 "What did you say?"
 "What?"
 "Making me your mate?"
 "I thought you realized...that's why you changed."
 "We...we made love?"
 "No, I bit you."
 "So we're actually mated?"
 "To a point yes."
 "You asshole," I told him shooting my fist at him and he caught it.
 "Don't your stronger now too, you can hurt someone if your not careful."
 "I do want to hurt someone!  How could you!"
 "Jes, I explained already.  I had to!  If I hadn't we might have been going
to your funeral today.  And that was and is the last thing I'd ever want to
do.  I've already buried one woman I loved.  I didn't want to bury another.
 "I do love you Jes, no matter what you believe.  If you want to hurt me
because I do, go ahead," he said letting go of my hand.  I did!  I punched
him once in the stomach as hard as I could, surprising myself at the amount
he flew backwards.
 "Oh god I...are you hurt?" I said crouching down over him.
 "Hurting someone is usually the intention of punching someone," he groaned
sitting up against the wall with a grin.
 "I'm sorry, I didn't realize that...."
 "Jessica forget it, I told you to do it."
 "But I hurt you."
 "You worry to much Jes," he laughed pulling me down onto his lap.
"Jes...."
 "I didn't hurt anything vital did I?" I said in a near husky whisper
because of the sudden sense of intamacy that had surfaced.
 "No.  I think this maybe it was a bad idea."
 "What?"
 "Pulling you down into my lap...you better get up, or I'm going to start
ravishing you in kisses and then a lot more."
 "Dick...."
 "Come on, up," he said patting one of my hips.  "Now I want to ask you
something serious."
 "What about," I asked as he sat me down on the bed.
 "I know you've just gotten up but...Angela and Clark found Mark and
Francine a couple of days ago."
 "She told you?"
 "Yes."
 "And Clark?"
 "He knows."
 "What...what's happened between them?"
 "They haven't exactly been on the best of terms lately."
 "Oh no!"
 "Jes, about Mark and...."
 "What's being done to get them back on good terms?"
 "There working it out between themselves, now Jes about...."
 "Where's Angela?"
 "I think she's in her bedroom, Jes I'm trying to talk to you...." he said
while I was walking out of the room.
 "Jes," he called after me.
 "Angela."
 "Aunt Jessica?" she replied sounding happy at the sound of my voice.  We
met at her bedroom door and before either of us said anything else she
wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me in a bear hug.
 "Oh God I'm sorry I didn't mean to..." she said looking up at my face.
"You've changed!  That's wonderful!  That's fabulous!" she said before
hugging me again.  "So when's the wedding," she asked excitedly looking
between me and where Dick was standing a few feet behind me.
 "There isn't going to be one sweetheart," Dick said behind me.
 "What?  Why not!"
 "Because, your Aunt Jessica was only turned to help her get out of the
hospital."
 "Dick, would you mind leaving us alone for a little while?  Girls Talk!"
 "Sure," he said softly.  "But we've got to talk yet."
 "I know, bye!"
 "Bye," he said before I stepped into Angela's bedroom letting the door
slide shut behind me.
 "Now what happened between you and Clark?"

 "Good, are you ready to have our talk?"
 "No I'm not!  I'm going to have some lunch and talk to Mom and Dad some.  I
need a chance to cool down before I talk to you!"
 "Why what's the matter?"
 "Dick, don't push me right now, or your really going to get a good
blasting."

 "You ready to talk now?"
 "Dick, you really piss me off you know that."
 "What?" he asked opening his eyes wider.
 "She asked you to be quiet and you had to be an ass and shout!"
 "What are you talking about?"
 "I'm talking about Angela and Clark's problem's all being your fault."
 "What?"
 "If you had of kept you big mouth shut and just listened to what she said
Clark wouldn't be pouting and Angela wouldn't be crying herself to sleep at
nights!  You were an inconsiderate, selfish, pig headed, son of a bitch!"
 "Thanks a lot," Christa said coming into the room.  "But I've got to admit
that's certainly new words for you Jessica."
 "Mom, I didn't mean it like that."
 "What's the problem?"
 "Dick in all his wisdom nearly destroyed Clark and Angela's relationship."
 "Jessica, I was upset.  I wasn't thinking very straight!"
 "She was telling Dick about the couple that beat me," I growled angrily at
him.  "Mark.  They had some pictures of her with him.  They weren't anything
special but Dick went and made a big loud deal about it.  And now Clark's
angry at her."
 "If it's because of me then it's your fault!"
 "My fault how's it my fault," I demanded with my hands on my hips staring
down at him in his chair.
 "Because," he said grabbing me and pulling me into the chair and started
nuzzling my neck.  "I was all distraught over you!  I think I should be
pardoned from a little bit of the blame.  Besides she's the one that did it,
she should suffer the consequences of her actions."
 "She's your daughter!"
 "That doesn't mean that she doesn't have to learn life isn't fair!"
 "Dick!"
 "I think Jessica's right, a lot of it sounds like it's your fault Dick."
 "Thanks alot Mom," he said while hugging my waist.
 "Dick let me up!"
 "But your so irresistable!"
 "Here you all are," Daniel said coming into the room with Jake in tow.
"I'm glad to see your feeling better Jessica."
 "We'll talk some more later when we're alone again.  We'll get this solved
and behind us Jes," Dick whispered to me while giving my arm a little
squeeze.
 "When are you planning on heading back," Dick asked Jake and Christa.
 "We were thinking about in a week, just to make sure there's
no...difficulties.  If you don't mind?"
 "Well actually...."
 "Dick," I scolded elbowing him and he grinned at me.
 "...I was wondering if you'd stay till the end of the month.  The kids
really haven't had much of a chance to get to know their grandparents."
 Christa glanced at Jake hopefully before he told us "All right, but I think
it might be better if we went and stayed in a motel."
 "Nonsense," Daniel told them.  "We have empty bedrooms and you and Martha
are welcome to them."
 "We don't want to put you out."
 "Your not.  Honest, you's can stay in Laura's old room all you want.  And
Grandma's welcome to have Paul's just as long," Dick said pinching me with a
grin.  He always thought Paul's room was special for us.
 Paul's bedroom had been the first time Dick had seen me naked.  I had come
with Christa and Jake to visit Dick.  And in the end for Sandra's wedding.
I had slept in the bed with Sandra and she had just made the differences
between us adamantly clear when Dick came in just as I was bending over to
pick up my clothes.
 It had felt like we were going to make love then but we didn't just at the
last moment we both pulled back.
 A few month's later I accepted his offer to move in getting Sandra's old
room or what they had turned into a mating room.
 The smell of semen had persisted for two weeks afterwards but it had
eventually faded.
 But the sense of loneliness that I had felt hadn't but sitting right there
in Dick's lap I couldn't even remember the feeling of lonliness.  Not one
damn bit did I feel lonely.  It was a good feeling for a change since David
and I got divorced I actually felt happy.
 I think it surprised Dick as much as me when I settled down tighter against
him.  But it only took him a second before he engulfed me in his arms.
 Once he'd done it though it felt cozy and warm like a place that would be
heavenly to spend cool rainy days.  It kind of made me that much more
curious what it would feel like to be with him the way he wanted.
 I knew he would be a strong gentle lover but to actually feel what it would
be like to have him....  Mom and Daniel were smiling at me and Dad looked as
cool as ever.  I shifted uncomfortable under the extreme scrutinization that
I was getting.
 Although Dick's other reaction to my relaxing was wickedly felt through my
entire body.  His arousal was hard pressing and very, very stiff!  I
squirmed a little more before he moved his hands to hold me in place.
 "Stop that," he kissed my ear.  "If you don't I'm gonna strip you right
here and now and take you on the carpet!"
 I stopped squirming and sat still for the rest of the night taking comfort
in his warmth while not provoking him enough to carry out his threat.  A
threat that I realized both terrified and thrilled me at the same time.
 When bed time came around I didn't make any move to get off of him when Mom
and Dad got up and left for their room.
 "You certainly look comfortable," Daniel said smiling at me as she got off
the couch and came towards us.
 "I am," I commented returning her smile.
 "Would you like to go upstairs and get more comfortable?"
 "No, I'm fine right here."
 "For your first day up and about you look pretty energetic," Dick
commented.
 "Well, I feel wonderful."
 "I'm glad.  Now what would you say to getting married?"
 "I say no Dick!"
 "Why not Jes?"
 "Because!"
 "Because why," Daniel asked me quickly when I didn't continue.
 "Because I don't want to!"
 "Jes your fighting the enevitable!"  I KNOW!
 "Perhaps, but right now I don't want to marry you or anyone else for that
matter."
 "Then just come to bed with us," Daniel said laying her hand on my arm.
 "Fine.  But I'm not having sex!"
 "No sex," Dick said standing up with me in his arms.  "Just love making!"
 "None of that either," I added wrapping my arms around his neck.  He smiled
and carried me around the main floor shutting the lights out before heading
up the stairs.  "You really are a gorgeous woman Jessica."
 "Dick...."
 "Be quiet Jes," he said carrying me into the bedroom.  Daniel was already
on the bed, the clothes she'd been wearing were strewn all over the floor at
the foot of the bed.
 "What took you's so long," she said on all fours looking at us.
 "We had to shut the lights out," Dick laughed throwing me onto the bed.
 "Hey that wasn't nice," I complained rolling to a stop.
 "Oh be quiet," he said grinning as he locked the door and took his shirt
off.  His body still looked like it was carved out of stone it was so
perfect.  Then with his next quick movement his pants and shorts joined the
pile of dirty clothes in the corner.
 "Come here Jessica, I've got something for you!"
 "Uh-uh!" I told him not wanting to get anywhere near to the tempting flag
pole that was waving around infront of him.  "I told you no sex!"
 "I don't intend to denie your request but I want to take your robe off and
look at you."
 "Is that all?" I said dubiously.
 "For now, yes."
 "Fine, but I'll take my own robe off," I said over the butterflies in my
stomach.  I slid it off and threw it over towards the clothes.  "Better?"
 "Much," Dick said holding out his hands.  "Come here, both of you."  Daniel
moved past me and went to him and he wrapped an arm around her and kissed
her forehead.
 "Jessica," Daniel called holding out her free arm for me.  "Come on!"
 I moved slowly towards them barely even inching forward.  But after what
seemed like an eternity of indecision they took me into their hugging arms.
 "Two very beautiful gorgeous women, and there all mine," he muttered
resting his head on my shoulder.
 "Not quite," I argued.
 "Sweet Jessica," he whispered kissing my neck.  "Tastes as sweet as honey
and looks prettier than sugar."
 "And what am I," Daniel asked in a whisper.
 "Sweet as taffy and as beautiful as a rose," he told her kissing her lips
while his hand shifted down my back to rest on my ass and started caressing
me.
 "You two are so beautiful!"
 "Dick, please," Daniel whispered "make love to us!"
 "No, don't!"
 "Jessica!"
 "I...I don't want to make love.  Not now.  Not ever."
 "Jessica look at yourself, your naked, and in his arms there isn't that
much further to go."
 "There's a big difference!"
 "Shhhh girls," Dick whispered before brushing his lips against mine then
Daniels.  "If all she wants to do right now is stroke me Beck she doesn't
have to do anything more."
 "I am...." I started as I looked down.  I had been.  I couldn't believe it
I had his penis held up with one hand and the other rested on the head of
it.  "I'm sorry," I said dropping it.
 "Jes, it partly belongs to you, you don't have anything to be sorry about."
 "I do not own part of your penis Dick!"
 "Jes, your wrecking the mood here," Daniel complained.
 "I'm sorry, but...."
 "But nothing!  Just be quiet and play along or go lay down and go to
sleep!"
 "Daniel!  Don't give her ultimatums!" Dick scolded.
 "She's right though Dick.  I'm not playing your game so I might as well go
to my own room."
 "No," he said angrily.  "Your not sleeping in there anymore.  You sleep
here, if you make love or not.  This is your bedroom!"
 "Are you trying to tell me what to do!"
 "Yes," he growled.
 "You're going to tell me what I can and can't do?"
 "No, but you aren't sleeping anywhere but with me and/or Daniel!"
 "That sure in the hell sounds like your trying to!"
 "Damn it Jes...fine the hell with it go!  Go sleep in your room all by
yourself.  Go on see if I damn well care!"
 "Fine, I will," I shouted at him breaking away from them and rushing to the
door.  "What the hell's the lockout code!"
 "Red Blue Red," Dick said angrily.  I punched the code in and the door slid
open and I trudged out into my room, locked the door and dropped to the bed,
in tears.
 I cried myself to sleep that night, the next one and the one after that
before I finally decided I had to do something.  The truth was I was crying
more over Dick than I had ever done over anything or anyone else in my
entire life.
 I missed all the warm gentle caresses, the little kisses he'd steal.  The
surprises and most of all, I missed his arms wrapped around me.
 The only problem was he wasn't even willing to give me the time of the day
since I ran out of their room.  He barely even said a word to me anymore.
So I had to figure out how to get him in a position that I could talk to him
without actually throwing myself at him.

 "Dick!"
 "What," he grumbled at the sound of my voice.
 "The toilet keeps running up here will you come take a look at it?"
 "I'm a little busy right now."
 "Please Dick, it's annoying the hell out of me."
 "Jez, since you've been changed your mouth keeps getting dirtier," he said
coming up the stairs.
 "But you still think it's pretty don't you?"
 "What's wrong with the toilet?" he said bending over to take the back off
the toilet giving me a good view of his gorgeous solid ass.
 "I think it's been running."
 "I don't hear anything.  What was it doing?"
 "It was just running."
 "Well it's not...why'd you do that?"
 "What," I asked innocently.
 "Lock the door.  Why'd you do it?"
 "Because I want to talk to you."
 "There's nothing wrong with the toilet is there," he asked standing up and
dropping the back down into place.
 "No," I admitted before he reached for the lock.  "Dick, I want to talk to
you and I'm not letting you out of here until I do!"
 "Jes, let me out."
 "No, not until I've said what I have to say!"
 "Fine, then hurry up."
 "Dick, I don't like this cold shoulder you're giving me!'
 "I'm not I'm treating you exactly the way you want to be treated, as my
sister!"
 "Well stop it!"
 "I beg your pardon?"
 "You heard me!"
 "What happened to the 'I don't want to make love with you' lady?"
 "She's still here, and your not going to get your way with me every time
you want.  I'm a grown woman and I'll make my own decisions."
 "Then what's this about.  It sounds like nothings changed."
 "Wrong.  I'm admitting right here and now I am attracted to you Dick."
 "Ok, so tell me what's changed?"
 "What's changed, is that I do want more!  I want you to love me the way a
man is supposed to love a woman."
 "Your serious," he asked glaring at me desbelievingly.
 "Yes," I said looking up into his eyes.  "But I want to take it slow, but
not at a snails pace."
 "Well that's a start anyway...."
 "And I want some time with you."
 "Count on it."
 "Alone Dick!  Just you and me!"
 "I suppose we can arrange something," he said with a smile moving a little
closer to me.
 "And for now you don't tell Daniel that I'm caving into you!"
 "What?  Why not!"
 "Because I don't want her pressuring me to jump in bed with you!  When I do
it, it'll be my choice when I do and not because I feel pressured to."
 "All right, if that's your reasoning it's fair, now can I kiss you?"
 "No!"
 "What!  Why not?"
 "Because," I said grinning, "I have a better idea."
 "Oh yeah?"
 "Yeah.  I owe you something from a very long time ago," I told him
unbuckling his pants with a smile.  "I thought the bathroom would be a
perfect place to relive old memories!"
 "Are you sure about this Jes," he asked as I knelt down infront of him
pushing his shorts down.
 "Uh-huh!"
 "No one will be coming in to stop you this time."
 "I know," I said taking his penis in my hands.  "I've only done this a
couple of times...."
 "As far as I'm concerned Jes, it's your first."
 "It is kind of big," I said pushing it to the side so I could kiss the
base.  "Not like when we were kids."
 "Are you going to do this or not?"
 "I'm getting to it," I told him before kissing the head.  "You really are
quite big Dick."
 "I know Jessica now..." before he could continue I managed to get my lips
partly over the head of it while starting to slide my tongue over it wetting
it down with saliva.
 He groaned as I slowly took more of him into the tight opening of my mouth.
 Every little bit I managed to take in I got a loud satisfying groan in
response.  "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment," he
gasped as I started to gently use my teeth on him.
 "A long time," I said looking up at him after releasing his saliva covered
penis.
 "Don't stop," he groaned.  "Don't ever stop."  Instead of starting again I
lifted him up and started kissing and caressing his testicles with my mouth
and fingers.
 "I should have done this a long time ago," I sighed wrapping my arms around
his legs and hugging him taking him back in my mouth.  It was easier to take
him in my mouth the second time, and far better than I'd ever imagined
bobbing on his cock would ever be.  But it was an absolute blissful feeling
and with each moan I got from him brought pleasure to my ears.
 Then after what seemed like hours of moans, sucking and kissing he erupted
spewing semen into my mouth down my throat, all over my face and hair (after
he withdrew from my mouth.)
 I'd never seen a man shoot off so much cum before.  There was so much of
it, it even dripped onto my blouse.  "Daniel was right," I said smiling as I
stood up pressing myself against him giving him a kiss on the lips.
 "About what?"
 "It does taste better from the source," I laughed.  "I never thought I'd
ever do that with you!"
 "Me neither," he whispered kissing me.  When we parted a little I noticed
him undoing my blouse.
 "What are you doing?"
 "Undressing you," he replied smiling.
 "Why!" I demanded after letting him push it off.
 "Because."  His smile turned to a grin as I watched him pull off the
T-shirt he was wearing and throwing it at the hamper.  He was completely
naked, completely gorgeous, and right at that moment, completely mine.
 "Because why?" I said as he unhooked my bra.
 "Because we're going to have a shower.  You look like you could use it."
 "Oh!  Well, that's all right," I said smiling as he undid my jean's button.
When they dropped I kicked them aside getting a smile from him as he leaned
over and kissed me as a reward; at the same time cupping my ass in his
strong hands.
 I gasped with pleasant surprise when he picked me up from where he had my
ass cupped in his hands.  After a moment I happily accepted my position
wrapping my arms and legs tightly around his body.  Even with me wrapped
around him snuggling into his chest and holding onto his mane for life he
still managed to get over the foot and a half high tub wall and start the
shower.
 The only thing I was sorry about was the thin pair of cotton panties he
hadn't taken off of me that separated us.  Once the water had been running
for a little and he made sure it was safe he put us into the stream just as
I started to kiss his lips.
 "Ahhhh...." I screamed and he pulled us back.  The water was way to hot,
"You idiot!"
 "I'm sorry, I didn't realize."
 "You should know better than checking the water with your back!  Especially
when it's covered with hair."
 "I'm sorry Jes!"
 "Well don't let it happen again!"
 "I won't, I promise!"
 "You better put me down and make sure the water's set right this time."
 "All right," he said softly while setting me down.  It was the last thing I
wanted but I didn't want to get burned again.
 While he was changing the water I stripped off the soaked panties and
leaned over pressing against his back giggling.  "Here's a present for you,"
I said playfully, while holding the panties over his shoulder.
 "There beautiful," he said taking them from me and throwing them out of the
shower.  When they hit whatever it was they hit it with a soggy little
splash.  He turned around and wrapped his arms around my waist saying "But I
know something that's even better.  She tastes sweet, and she's more
beautiful than the stars in the sky and her lips are so kisable.  I'll have
to introduce you sometime!"
 "Why you!"
 "I'm kidding," he said laughing wrapping his arms around my neck.  "I meant
you!"
 "Good!  Because if you weren't I'd be getting out of this shower right
now."
 "Don't you dare," he teased kissing me.
 "You know if I was smart," I said stroking his penis and taking my eyes off
of it to look him in the eyes.  "I'd spread my legs right this moment and
tell you to push this monster into me.  Too bad I'm dumb huh?"
 "Your not dumb, just very stubborn," he said brushing some of my hair back
over my shoulder.
 "Thanks, but it still means your not getting in me."
 "I'm going to scrub you up."
 "Only if afterwards you let me wash you."
 "That sounds fair," he said smiling as he grabbed the bottle of shampoo.
"Where would you like me to start?"
 "It's your decision," I said lifting my arms up in a shrug.  He poured some
soap out into his cupped hand and started moving towards me.  "Except
there!"
 "Spoil sport," he said with a grin before rubbing the soap into my hair.
 "Mmmmm...that feels good!" I sighed relaxing a little as his hands started
massaging soap into my neck, then slowly moving down my body leaving all the
muscles he touched feeling warm and relaxed.
 He soaped every inch of my body, and I do mean every inch.  he even knelt
down behind me and lovingly washed my anus.  He washed my legs, then he
cleaned my front dumping cold shampoo on each of my breasts, stiffening my
nipples almost immediately as he started rubbing them.
 Then he soaped my stomach kneeling down again and kissed it looking up at
me.  "This is going to be full one day too."  I knew what he was saying, and
it had nothing to do with food.
 "We'll see," I told him slipping my fingers into his hair.  "Let's just see
what happens, ok?  If I decide to...I'll have my birth control patch
removed."
 "And this will be where our baby comes out," he said rubbing my pussy.  I
knew he'd get around to it even if I told him not to.
 "Dick, we'll see, that's all I'm going to say.  Making love to you is a lot
different than having babies with you."
 "Why didn't you and David have kids?"
 "Where did that come from?"
 "I'm curious about him, you haven't exactly told me about your relationship
with him, or anyone else."
 "He cheated on me, what else do you need to know?"
 "Why didn't the two of you have kids, you were married to him for long
enough?"
 "He didn't want children, it's that simple!"
 "But you do?"
 "Yes."
 "Have there been many men?"
 "Do you mean in my life, or my bed?"
 "How many men have been able to do this..." he said pushing my legs apart a
little and kissing my clitoris.  "...if they wanted to."
 "Not that many...and don't do that again!"
 "What this," he asked before kissing me again.
 "Yes!"
 "Why should I?"
 "Because you haven't finished washing me."
 "Well I can't do that can I," he said gathering up enough suds before
returning between my legs.
 "Dick, I'm not ready for that, not yet."
 "All right," he sighed and started coating the insides of my thighs.  "But
one of these days...."
 "I know," I said squating down infront of him so I could talk to him at eye
level.  "One of these days...."  Then I kissed him.
 "Before the months out I want you in my bed Jes."
 "We'll see.  That's all I can say Dick."
 "Jes," he said taking my hands into his.  "I asked Mom and Dad to stay so
they could marry us.  I thought that we'd lost what we deserved to have that
night.  But now...."
 "Dick, that's kind of unfair to me, isn't it?  Telling me we have a month
before we get married?"
 "Jes I love you, and I think you love me too.  Plus I already have your
wedding present...I've just got to...get it before it leaves town."
 "I'm not even going to question that, but your right, I do love you, but
till the end of the month Dick!  Your asking me to marry you when I don't
even know you," I complained taking the soap from him.
 "Jessica, you've been around here for over six years, you know me as good
as anyone does.  Probably even better right now than Mom does.  I have
treated you like I'd treat a lover even when you weren't...."
 "I kind of noticed."
 "Then how can you say a month isn't long enough.  We've been on a six year
courtship and its brought us to this Jes."
 "Why can't we just let things run their course and call them back when...."
 "You know Mom and Dad aren't rich!"
 "I know...wow this is so silky," I said as I started to soap his mane.
 "Thanks but...."
 "I know Dick, they can't afford the trip out and they don't want to put
Grandma in a home even though she can hardly remember a thing.  Nor will Dad
accept any sort of charity.  I know the story.  I tried to give them a trip
to the islands for their fourteith anniversary.  It went over like a ton of
bricks.
 "But that doesn't mean we couldn't go there instead."
 "Jessica everyone else is here!  There's more people that we'd have to fly
back than the other way around."
 "I know," I sighed rinsing the soap out of his hair.
 "So it's got to be by the end of the month."
 "But Dick!"
 "Jes, are you serious about us?"
 "...Yes, I am."
 "Then?  Look let's do it this way.  We'll invite Aunt Lorena and whoever
else you'd like to come to your wedding...."
 "But...."
 "Hear me out.  We invite everyone here.  We'll tell them we're having a
small little family get together and party so that we can have them coming.
Then, if we decide to change it into a wedding we will, and no one will
really care, rather than inviting them here for a wedding that you've got
cold feet for and turn it into a party.
 "That way you can wait until almost the last possible minute before you
have to decide, ok?"
 "All...all right.  That sounds fair."
 "But if you decide to go through with it remember you've got to choose
someone to stand with you."
 "You mean we have to go through the entire ceremony that Laura and Brad
went through.  Couldn't we just...."
 "No, we've got to do it properly Jes."
 "You want me to stand infront of everyone naked?"
 "You've done it twice before."
 "Yes, as a member of the udience, not the bride!"
 "Well it's no worse than the third part."
 "Oh no, we'd have to make love infront of witnesses too?"
 "All eight of them, yes!  And Mom and Dad will be there."
 "Mom and Dad?  Come on Dick!"
 "I can't change the rules.  You know the parents of the bride and groom are
offered first chance at watching the union.  You know all of this.  You've
been to two of them, hell you even helped plan one of them."
 "Dick this is different!"
 "How?"
 "Well, I hate to point out the obvious but it would be me getting married
this time!"
 "The only thing that bothers you about it, is that it's your beautiful body
that will be making love for everyone else's eye's and not you just
watching.  Besides Jes, it won't just be you spreading your legs for
everyone's aproval, it will be us, together.  I promise you'll hardly even
notice anyone else even being there.  But, you don't have to decide now,
just remember everything we've said ok?"
 "Ok.  I'll think about it, for now how 'bout a kiss?"
 "My pleasure," he said wrapping his arms around me and crushing my lips
with his.
 "All right," I said the fourth consecutive day that we had showered
together in the tub.
 "All right what," he asked looking up from where he was washing my knee.
 "I'll marry you."
 "Serious," he asked wide-eyed while standing up.  I felt as giddy as a
teenager watching him full of aproval of being able to surprise him.
 "Yes, serious, babies and all."
 "Your not pulling my leg?"
 "No when I do that you'll know!"
 "That's...that's wonderful," he exclaimed hugging me.
 "On one condition," I told him pushing him back.
 "What condition," he asked warily.  As he should.  I was about to ask him
to really push himself to prove his love and how sure he was about us.
 The idea had come the night after I had told him how I'd felt, but when
morning came I decided it was too cruel, but after three more days I decided
I'd make him do it anyway.
 "I just want you to do one small thing."
 "What?"
 "Well, till our wedding night," I said taking his penis and testicles in my
hands.  "This part doesn't get to have release."
 "What!"
 "No intercourse, no blowjobs, no masturbation.  No release!"
 "Till our wedding night!"
 "If you do that for me I'll marry you.  I'll have my birth control patch
removed and I'll give you all the children you want."
 "You want me to go three weeks without sex!"
 "Yes.  If you do.  I'll be all yours.  Heart, soul and body!"
 "Three weeks," he said to himself running his hand through his hair.
 "Can you do it?"
 "Can I make love to you right now, just once first?"
 "No, I'm not taking you inside me again.  Not until our wedding night."
 "Your sweet mouth," he said running his fingers across my lips.
 "Dick, I've only done that once but you should still know that that's
inside me too.  But I do realize what kind of strain it's going to put on an
ever-ready man like you so...tonight I'll let you have one last work out
with Daniel.
 "So make good use of it!"
 "I will..." he said looking like he was thinking.  "How am I going to
explain it to Daniel?"
 "I'll tell her, and just to make sure you don't break this by rolling over
in the night during a moment of indescretion I'm going to move into our
room.  And I'll sleep and make love to Daniel there, so her experience isn't
totally unbearable.
 "However on our wedding night, I want to be the only woman in bed with you.
So I have your full complete attention.  After that I'll share you with her
fair and square.  We'll share the bed with you.  I'll get odd nights and she
can have even."
 "Your wrong there, I don't do that.  Odd, even, what kind of garbage is
that!  Your nights are going to start getting a lot longer before you get to
sleep Jes.  I make love to both of my women.  As often as possible.  You're
probably going to loose a number of weekends to sack time too.
 "And just as a warning Jes, when Daniel and Sandi were pregnant, my sex
drive usually kicked up into high."
 "High?" I said in nearly a whisper looking into his eyes.  "What...what's
the difference?"
 "Usually I make love a minimum of once a day with each woman, and I do mean
minimum Jes."
 "And...and when a woman's pregnant," I asked licking my incredibly dry lips
under the waters' spray.
 "Well, I'll just say you'll be ready to settle down into a feeding cycle."
A baby was usually fed every couple of hours.  I couldn't believe Dick was
suggesting...every two hours.  "Sometimes you might sleep through it, I'm
usually really gentle, you might not even realize until you find my seed
between your legs."

 "You can't be serious!"
 "I wouldn't joke to you about something like that."
 "But every two hours!"
 "On the dot."
 "That's really what it was?"
 "I breast fed him till he was five.  I think I can remember how often Dick
wanted to suckle."
 "I'm sure I wasn't that bad," Dick argued from the end of the table.
 "Well up till you were three anyway, after that you started trying other
foods so I wasn't so completely taxed."
 The whole conversation kept reminding me of the one that I'd had earlier
with Daniel.  When I had told her I wanted Dick to abstain from sex till the
end of the month she quipped and squabled even when I told her what Dick
would get for his troubles.
 But when I told her I'd be making love to her instead she didn't complain
as badly.  When I'd asked her about Dick's sexual quirks and pregnancy her
eyes lit up and she smiled before starting to explain.
 "Well, Dick reallly is exceptional for proving he likes his women pregnant.
If one of us were pregnant he'd wake up which ever of us was plump at the
time.  Make love till we were close to passing out if not actually passed
out.
 "Then he'd wake the other one and do the same thing.  When he was finished
he'd lie between us and pull us close to him to hold."
 "How often?"
 "It depended."
 "On what?"
 "On how much we could tire him out during the day."
 "You mean you deliberately tired him out."
 "Yes, and we're going to do it too.  If either of us get pregnant!"
 "Why would I want to do that I think it sounds wonderful."
 "Wrong, by the way Dick has been talking he wants us both ripe with child."
 "So?"
 "So that probably means he'll be twice as worse."
 "What do you mean probably, you and Sandi had Paul and Sandra at the same
time.  Don't you know?"
 "We only shared a bed with him for the early months of our terms.  He'd
gotten himself shot and put in the hospital when he went rescuing Sandi.
 "Sandi and I spent most of the night times in Paul's room together trying
to make sure he followed the doctor's orders.  The screams he made during
that time still haunt me some times at night.
 "My point is if we don't tire him out we'll be lucky to get five minutes of
sleep a night."
 "What's wrong with that," I asked smiling, liking the idea.
 "Five minutes a night for nine months straight!  The most Sandi and I were
ever able to tire him out was to get four hours between his calls.
 "He's extremely horny during that time Jessica, so you better be certain
your sure about this."
 "I am.  If Dick does the three weeks I'll marry him.  I've already decided
who to ask to stand with me."
 "You and Dad are getting married," Angela asked excitedly as she came into
the kitchen.
 "Yes they are," Daniel told her.  "But your Dad has to do something for
Jessica.  Sort of to prove his love to her?"
 "What's he got to do," she asked looking at me.
 "He can't have sex," I told her deciding to be straight with her.
 "Till when?"
 "The end of the month."
 "So if your Dad comes to you, no matter what he says or does, or how you
feel, you can't have him Angela.  Do you understand?"
 "Yes Mom.  I want Dad to marry Aunt Jessica!" Angela said smiling at me.
"I won't give him it."
 "He'll probably get desperate Angela so you've got to be strong."
 "I said I won't take him.  What more do you want?"
 "I'd like to ask you something Angela?"
 "What?" she replied snidely.
 "Come here and sit down.  This is important."  She still didn't move and
was looking at me doubtfully.  "Please, it has nothing to do with your sex
life."
 "All right," she said and hesitantly sat down.  "What is it?"
 "I want to ask you to do something very special for me."
 "What is it?"
 "I'd...maybe I should ask you later in private."
 "No ask her now," Daniel said getting up.  "I'm going to go find Dick and
see if he wants to get a start on this evenings activities."
 "All right," I said returning her smile as she left.
 "What did you want to ask me?"
 "Why don't you come around here?"
 "All right what is it?"
 "For the...my wedding...would you...would you like to stand beside me?"
 "Really?"
 "Yes really.  What do you say?"
 "Laura and Sandra asked their friends.  Why are you asking me?"
 "Because you're my friend.  Now what's your answer.  Yes or no?"
 "Yes!" she said excitedly.
 "It'll only be if your Dad goes the three weeks."
 "I know.  He'll do it!  I just know he will!  Can I start calling you Momma
Jessica?"
 "No, you better wait a little while, ok sweetheart?"
 "Sure.  Aunt Jessica?"
 "Yes."
 "Are you going without making love too?"
 "No."
 "Then if you want.  I'd be happy to share Clark with you till...."
 "No thank you Angela."
 "Well.  I'll always share with you anyway, so if you change your mind...."
 "Does that mean Clark's forgiven you?"
 "Yeah, it didn't take him long to get over it.  We spent a whole night in
bed patching things up.  It was fun.  We did a lot of things we haven't done
in years."
 "I'm glad."
 "So it's going to happn at the end of the month!  How was your first time
with Dad?  Did you like it?  What was he like?"
 "I haven't slept with him, yet."
 "Why not?"
 "Because I'm waiting till our wedding night."
 "That's no fun, why would you do that until after you'd tried him, what if
he's a dud?"
 "There's a lot more to life than just sex Angela, besides I'm pretty sure
your father isn't a dud."  Not with wanting loving every four hours anyway.
 "I think one of the first things I'd ever look for if I was looking for a
man would be the size of his penis.  It's got to be long and thick as far as
I'm concerned."
 "You think too much about sex and love," I laughed.
 "Well love making is an important part of relationships, especially with
Clark," she sighed.
 "Why don't you go find Clark and the two of you can go upstairs for a
little while."
 "I think that's a good idea," she replied grinning as she got up.  "Thanks
for asking me."
 "You were the first one I thought of."
 "I really am glad you and Dad are finally getting together."
 "Me too, would you like to tell your sisters?"
 "You'll let me tell them?"
 "Yes, if you want to...."
 "I'd be honored."
 "Or we can keep it a surprise, so if Dick can't go three weeks no one will
be disapointed besides us."
 "I think they'd like to know but a surprise would be better!"
 "Ok then we won't tell them, deal?"
 "Deal," she said smiling as we shook on it.

 He did a week all right, well enough any way.  But during our showers his
penis and testicles grew darker by the second week he was grouchy to beat
hell and could hardly even stand being touched when he was naked without him
getting even more ornrey.
 Near the end of the second week.  Paul and Sandra as well as Laura and Brad
brought their kids, Dick and Daniel's granchildren and soon to be mine too.
 Dick wasn't in a very overly receptive mood to say the least, he bitched
and complained that Ophelia and Paul were making too much noise.  But when
Sandra and Laura put Ophelia and Paul together naked and Paul penetrated her
Dick groaned and left the room.
 "What's the matter with him," Sandra asked watching him leave.
 "Well do you remember that old steam kettle we use to have when you were
young," Daniel asked her.
 "Yeah, what about it?"
 "Do you remember what happened to it when you and Paul stopped it up with
easy-glue?"
 "It exploded."
 "Well your father's kind of feeling like the kettle right now."
 "Why?"
 "You'll understand pretty soon," I replied before Daniel told her what the
real reason was.  "Your all coming next weekend aren't you?"
 "Yes, what about yous," Sandra asked looking over at Lauara.
 "We were planning on it.  Who else is coming?"
 "Your great Aunt Lorena, my sister and her husband.  I'm not sure if their
kids are coming too or not."
 "Anyone else?"
 "No, we asked Carrie and her family but they can't make it."
 "Oh."
 "We just really want to give your grandparents and great grandmother a good
send off."
 "Where are they anyway?"
 "Well Martha's asleep and Jake and Christa went out for the afternoon."
 "Where'd they go?" Laura asked glancing at Ophelia giggling beneath Paul's
slobbery tongue.
 "I'm not sure, I think they just went exploring."
 "At their age?"
 "They're pretty fit Sandra, especially for their age.  They'd probably even
give me a run for my money."
 "I suppose, I wonder how active there sex life is at their age," Sandra
laughed.
 "Now you know that's none of your business," Paul Senior said squeezing her
shoulders.
 "Still it'd be nice to know what it'll be like for us when we're as old as
they are."
 "Christa's only twelve years older than me!"
 "And your only eight years older than me," Dick teased as he came into the
room with dripping wet hair.  Probably from another cold shower I surmised.
 "Feel better now Dad?"
 "A little," he replied sitting down on the couch away from nearly everyone.
"What have you's been going on about?"
 "What our sex lives would be like when we reached grandpa and grandma's
age."
 "Oh, maybe I should take Paul and Ophelia for a walk."
 "Dad I think they just prefer being together, they don't get much chance
to...where are they!  Paul.  Paul, where are you!"
 "Ophelia?" Laura said sprinting from where she was sitting.
 "Where did those little turkey's go," Paul said as everyone else got up to
help look.  Out of all the ultra-sensitive noses in the house it didn't make
much of a difference.  We still couldn't find them.
 After about half an hour of searching Laura was in tears and Sandra wasn't
far behind her.  Paul and Brad were both trying to support their wives, and
look for their kids at the same time.
 "What's going on," Angela said coming down the stairs yawning.  With a babe
in each arm.
 "Thank god," Laura cried before rushing and snatching Ophelia from her.
 "Where were they," Sandra asked gathering Paul up in her arms.
 "They climbed into bed with me when I was taking a nap."
 "I was just up there they weren't there."
 "They were under the covers curled up together, they looked so cute...."
 "How could they have ever gotten up their, they can't even crawl yet let
alone get up all those stairs.
 "Well that's where they were.  Is Clark back yet?"
 "No he's still down there."
 "I'll go relieve him," Dick said.
 "No you stay here, Sandra and I should be going anyway.  I'll take care of
it."
 "Would you like to leave Paul with us for a little while longer, he and
Ophelia can have some more time together?"
 "No right now, I think I'd just like to have him around me."
 "I know the feeling," Laura said hugging Ophelia.  "But I think we're going
to have to talk sometime soon about arranging time for them to spend
together."
 "Come on Sandra, let's go!"
 "I'm coming.  Sure.  I'll call you!"
 "Don't!  Just come over Monday Brad'll be at work and the kids can have
some time together and so can we."
 "We'll see, I don't know what Monday will be like," Sandra told her before
kissing her.  "Bye.  Come on Paul let's see if we can catch up with your
father.
 "Bye Everyone!"
 "See you soon," Daniel said following her to the door.

 "What burr has burried itself in your ass," Laura asked me nursing Ophelia.
 "It's not a burr, and it's got nothing to do with my ass."
 "Then what is it?"
 "It's none of your business," I grumbled getting off my chair, knocking it
over in my haste.
 "Dad, what's wrong, tell us!"
 "Nothing, look just never mind Laura."
 "Dad, what ever it is it's bothering you!"
 "Laura, I said never mind!"
 "Dad!" Laura complained before Ophelia started crying.  "Now look what
you've done!  Come on honey, eat."
 "Here let's see her," I said moving closer and holding my arms out to take
Ophelia.
 "Are you sure?"
 "I've held five babies in my arms right at birth.  I think I can handle a
two week old baby!  Especially a female one."
 "Are you saying we were easier to control?"
 "Yes," I said resting Ophelia straddled over my arm and started shifting
the muscles beneath her.  Just like when her mother was young her cries
turned to squeals of delight.  "You girls always were!"
 "How'd you do that?"
 "A little trick I picked up."
 "Will you teach it to me?"
 "Nope, its for father's only!" I said with a smile shifting Ophelia again
getting more squeals of delight.
 "Then will you teach it to Brad?"
 "Yes."
 "I'll go get him!" she said rushing for the door.
 "No, I...."
 "Your no different than they are, are you," I said looking down into
Ophelia's sweet little joyous face.
 "All right, all right I'm going, stop pushing!" Brad complained as Laura
pushed him into the kitchen.
 "There, show him Dad."
 "Laura, I didn't mean..." I got out before she left the kitchen door
swaying behind her.  "Just as impulsive as her mother!"
 "What is it she wants you to show me anyway?"
 "A little trick, you've probably done it with Laura, at least to some
degree but with little girls...hold out your arm.  Good now sit her down on
top of it," I said giving Ophelia to him.  "All you have to do is flex."
 "Well, I'll be," he said with a smile as Ophelia burst into gurgles and
giggles of happiness.
 "It always worked with the girls.  They always used to enjoy rubbing
against something.  Sandra was particular to being petted...."
 "She still is."
 "Laura, it was rubbing against my leg.  Angela...Angela's a different one,
she used to rub herself against trees, coarse ones and we never had to pick
splinters out afterwards.
 "I think I should warn you though, when she get's to be about one, she'll
start to squeeze you between her thighs if she does, kiss her on the nose,
or any thing else to distract her.  She'll lighten up."
 "What did you's do with us?"
 "That's a secret your mother has to tell your sisters.  Now why don't you
take your little girl out of here so I can start making dinner."
 "Your making dinner?"
 "Yes.  Is there something wrong with that?"
 "No...no...it's just different that's all."
 "Are you saying there's something wrong with me cookin'," I snarled glaring
at him.
 "No, I think it's great.  Well then we better...we better...let you get to
work.  Let's go Ophelia," he said before the two of them made themselves
scarce.
 "Kids," I growled tearing off a piece of the fake steak and popping it in
my mouth before throwing the rest of it onto the grill with a satisfying
sizzle.

 "It's his third week, I hope your ready to marry him."
 "I-I am," I replied to Daniel.  "On our wedding night though....I want to
be the only woman in bed with him...so he pays full attention to me, just
once...then the next night, w-we'll share him."
 "Are you sure, he's liable to really give you a workout, I think it might
be best if I'm there too."
 "No, I want to be alone with him."
 "Jessica, you don't know what he's like, and he's had three weeks
to...charge up, he's going to want alot."
 "I don't care, for the first night I just want to be alone with him."
 "Jessica, he probably won't stop, not even for a little rest and it'll be
more than one night.  You'll be lucky if he stops within a week.  And when
he does your going to have a very sore body for a few days if you take him
on alone."
 "Well you'll be there after the first night...."
 "Yes, but by the time I arrive he's going to be so tightly wrapped around
you I'll be lucky if he even notices me."
 "He will not, he'll always notice you!"
 "Not as much."
 "You don't like me joining you two in the bedroom do you?"
 "It's not that, it's just taken me a lot to get used to the idea of sharing
him with another woman again.  It has been a while since I've had to but he
does want you and he's done what you asked of him."
 "Why don't you seduce him?  Then he'll never have me."
 "No, I won't do that to him!"
 "Then do it for yourself you want to keep him for yourself...."
 "No Jessica, I'm not going to do that.  Your just having doubts now that
it's close to the time you have to follow through with your obligation."
 "But marriage shouldn't be an obligation!"
 "It isn't, your the one that suggested it, your also the one that
voluntarily went abstintent five days ago!  You have two days left and
you'll have what you wanted!"
 "But...."
 "Jessica, trust me its just pre-wedding jitters that's all.  Two days
you'll be married to the last man on earth you ever thought you'd marry.
You just have three little part ceremonies to do and you'll have everything
you ever wanted."
 "But he's still...."
 "Jessica, you told him you didn't want that.  That you felt like he was
giving you the cold shoulder.  You love him, you love kissing and holding
him.  Admit it he means more to you than what you keep complaining about.
 "And I can almost guarantee by the way you look at him you want to know
what it feels like when a real man like him makes love."
 "Your probably right, I'm just nervous!"
 "Of course I'm right, you just need a warm bath to relax and I'll have
dinner ready by the time your done."
 "When's he going to be home?"
 "I don't think he's coming home tonight again.  He'll probably work until
he's ready to drop."
 "Why is he doing that, we don't want him dead."
 "I think he's just trying to keep his mind on something other than the
bedroom.  This is really hard on him.  Three weeks worth of trouble.  Now go
have your bath!"
 "All right, thanks."

 "The soak in the tub helped.  Thanks."
 "Well dinners ready, would you go back up and get Clark and Angela they
came in about half an hour ago and all I've heard is moaning."
 "Their usual after school activity," I commented with a smile before
heading up the stairs.  Sure enough they were entangled in each others arms
kissing and completely joined at the pelvis.
 "Dinner time you two."
 "Mmmmm...do we have to," Angela moaned.
 "You know the rules you two, everyone comes to dinner.  No excuses."
 "But Dad's not here," Angela argued.
 "You know why, your father's at work!  He's not making love like you two."
 "Only if we can stay together."
 "You know you's can't do that with your grandparents and great grandmother
here!"
 "Grandma and Grandpa won't care, and Great-Grandma will forget after an
hour anyway!"
 "The answers still no Angela."
 "Your still not our mother!"
 "Angela, I'll never be your mother.  Your step mother, in a couple of days
yes, but I'll...."
 "What," Clark asked opening his eyes wider sitting up a little more.  "You
and Dad are getting married?"
 "Yes, Saturday, after we all get together for a few hours."
 "Your going to do the whole ceremony?"
 "Yes."
 "Including the hunt?"
 "Uh...hunt?"
 "It's the second part of the marriage ceremony."
 "It's sort of to prove that your capable of taking care of a family."
 "Does it have to be done?  Dick's already had you's?"
 "It's fun, at least that's what Sandra and Laura say.  You'll like it.  Now
please can we stay together?"
 "No Angela, you can't, now get dressed and come down stairs both of you!"
 "Come on Aunt Jessica, pleeeaaaaasssseeee!"
 "No Angela and that's the last time I'm telling you."
 "Your just jealous!"
 "Angela, I am not.  You know I've let you before.  Now please do as your
told."
 "But before you weren't near the end of an abstinance period and erotic
thoughts about you and Dad weren't running through your head."  If she only
knew how wrong she was.  I had been fantasizing about bedding down with Dick
long before I ever had to tell her whether or not she could keep Clark
inside her at the dinner table.
 "Angela, that has nothing to do with anything.  I'm telling both of you to
get dressed and get your asses down stairs on separate kitchen chairs.
NOW!"
 Relucatanly at first they moved apart and dressed while I watched them with
my arms crossed in the doorway.  They kissed once before they left the room
together.  Angela glaring at me.
 The room was left with the sweet smell of love from their love making and
semen that unlike when I had moved in smelt delicious and inviting.  I did
envy Angela a bit, she had the man she loved and she'd probably had him
since she was only eight months old.
 She'd been lucky.  Me, me I had to wait till I was close to thirty two
years before the man I'd always wanted to make love to me finally did.  Dick
was to me exactly what Clark was to Angela, the man that deep down, no
matter what excuses, no matter what happened he was meant to be mine.  To
make love to, to enjoy life with, to make love to, to grow old with, to make
love to.  To be happy with.
 And it was true the previous six years that Dick had spent trying to get me
into bed with him had to be six of the happiest years of my life.  Years
that David in no way could have ever given me.
 What made it even better was that in two days Dick and I would make love
for the first time and we'd be together for the rest of our lives through a
marriage that should never take place but with all my hopes, dreams and
fears would.
 When I got to the kitchen everyone was wandering in and Angela and Clark
were sitting beside each other by the look of it probably playing one of
their under-the-table games that no one was supposed to know about.
 I only found out one time because I dropped my fork and Angela couldn't fit
Clark's hard on back into his pants fast enough.  "Mom?"
 "What is it Angela," Daniel asked setting a bowl of vegetables on the
table.
 "Why hasn't anyone told Aunt Jessica about the second...."
 "Angela be quiet," I hushed, "remember it's suppose to be a surprise!"
 "But...."
 "No buts Angela be quiet!"
 "Fine," she huffed scooping up the plate of meat and collecting a generous
helping.  "I won't ask why you haven't told her about...."
 "Angela!" I scolded kicking her under the table and all she did was smile.
 "Where's Dick today," Mom asked.
 "He's still at the bar, he'll probably be there all night," Daniel sighed
sitting down beside me.
 "Does he always work so much?" she asked concerned.
 "No, just lately but he's just trying to keep his mind off...other things
Mom.  He'll probably be back to his old schedule in a couple of weeks."
 "He's not fooling around is he?" Dad asked flatly.
 "No Jake he's not," Daniel told him while pouring herself a glass of juice.
"He knows what I'd do to him if he did."  And that wouldn't include what I'd
do to him.
 "Well that's good he'd be foolish to do such a thing to such a beautiful
woman."
 "Thank you Jake," Daniel replied with a smile before kissing the top of his
head.
 "He's still as charming as ever isn't he," Mom said giving Dad's arm a
squeeze.
 "Yes he is," Daniel laughed.  "But he's still an old coot."
 "I'll agree with that," Mom laughed.  It was obvious they still loved each
other a lot to anyone that was...alive.
 It was cozy but I was starting to feel confused about what role I was
supposed to be in.  Dick's girlfriend, his fiance, his mistress...no that
involves having sex I think, or his sister.  It was very disturbing
especially for it happening at the kitchen table.
 "What's wrong dear?"
 "Nothing Grammy."
 "Remember I can tell when your lying little Jessica."
 "I'll tell you later Grammy, I promise."  With any luck I hoped she'd
forget.  I didn't want to explain I had cold feet about getting married and
at the same time wanting it like nothing I'd ever wanted before.
 "All right, later then.  But don't let me forget."
 "I won't," I lied before she returned back to her plate and everyone else.
 I felt sorry for her, she had been so strong when I was a little girl and
then after Gramps died her whole life sort of went down hill from there, she
started getting sick more often and then she started to forget things.  It
was a horrible loss.  She'd been a wonderful woman and so full of life when
she was younger.

 "Daniel," I said softly rolling over to face her while wrapping my arm
around her bare waist.
 "What," she asked softly pushing a curl of my hair back out of my eyes.
 "The second part of the marriage ceremony.  What is it?"
 "The hunt."
 "I know that but...."
 "You and Dick will go out to the hunting ground together after taking your
vows.  You'll probably strip, its usually what I do.  You'll hunt, kill, and
eat the meal together.  Then you go on to the third part, which you'll
really be ready for after the hunt.
 "You'll love it, the whole experience is really thrilling!  I usually like
to go out at least once a month for it.  And the food never tastes as good
as it does freshly killed with the blood still pumping through the veins.
The blood still warm.
 "Something that I like to do you might try is rub a handful of the blood
all over your body, especially your pussy."
 "Your kidding."
 "No, try it.  I swear you'll love it!  It feels almost as good as Dick's
seed."
 "I'll see."
 "Well do what you like it's just something I like to do."
 After a few minutes of silence she said "I'll bet your excited, all you've
got left is one day."
 "I am but I'm also not sure about this."
 "Yes you are you want to stay in this bed, your just nervous about your
first time with him.  That's all.  But believe me you have nothing to worry
about.  Truthfully I think Dick's almost as nervous as you are about the
whlole thing.  He doesn't want to disapoint you."
 "Did you ever have to go through this stupid ceremony?"
 "No, but it's not that big of a deal.  I would have, I still would if it
meant I could be with Dick.  I'd marry him a thousand times over again and
again if it meant being with him.
 "You'll know exactly how I feel about him in a few years because you'll
feel exactly the same way.
 "Before a weeks out you'll know what it's really like to know pleasure
Jessica.  I sort of envy you."
 "What in heaven for?"
 "Your about to experience what it's like to be with a real man for the
first time.  A man that will treat you like no man has ever done before,
that's why.  Your about to have your first time all over again, the only
thing is it'll be better than any first time."
 "Uh-huh."
 "Trust me Jessica, you'll never know it was so good.  Although to be honest
my experience with men aren't all that many."
 "I think it might just be best if we went to sleep."
 "All right, but believe me Jessica, you'll love being married to him."
 "I probably will."
 "Oh perk up," she said giving me a kiss "three people in a bed add some
good combinations you can't get with just two."
 "Then why not four, or five, or for that matter why not a dozen."
 "Jessica, you know why.  This room is way too small," she laughed.
"Seriously Jessica, Dick would never do that, sure he probably could handle
it but he knows the value of love and he can't give four women the kind of
individual attention he can give two."
 "Or one?"
 "Jessica, the truth is even though I've enjoyed having him all to myself
since Sandi died I do realize that even after I've given him everything I
could over entire weekends, he's never seemed as satisfied as he used to be
after a weekend of rolling around in the sack with Sandi and me."
 "Then all he wants is someone to replace Sandi."
 "Jessica, you know perfectly well that's not what he wants with you.  It
never has been."
 "Then what does he want, tell me that!"
 "He wants you for you.  For Jessica.  He loves you and he wants to make you
his, that's what he wants.  That's what he's wanted since he invited you to
move in with us.
 "He's not looking for a replacement part Jessica, he's looking for a second
woman that he can share love with, that he can share life with.  He wants
you to be that woman Jessica.  It took him a long time to get over Sandi's
death and he hasn't wanted to have a second mate, not until you showed up."
 "I'm still not sure what I'm going to do."
 "Your going to marry him that's what you're going to do.  You've had him
wait for three weeks and he's done it!  You can't backout now.  Just have a
good night sleep.  You'll feel better in the morning."
 "All right Daniel," I said giving her a quick kiss.
 "Good night Jessica."

 I didn't feel any better in the morning, in fact I felt worse, my stomach
was upset, I had a chill that ran over my entire body and I had a killer of
a headache.
 I swallowed two tablets of tylenol with a cup of warm milk.  I still wasn't
any less jumpy a few hours later when Dick came home greeting Daniel and me
in the kitchen with a kiss.  "How are you's two today?"
 "I'm fine but Jessica's not feeling too good.  I think she's nervous about
tomorrow."
 "There's nothing to be nervous about sweetheart," Dick said taking one of
my hands in his two and started rubbing it.
 "Well I still am.  Dick what if it's wrong?  What if we shouldn't?  What
if...."
 "Jessica I've hardly felt as right as I do about this.  I think you feel
the same way don't you?  I know you do, besides I've nearly completed that
three week sentence you gave me and I want what I was promised."
 "Dick I'm not so sure anymore."
 "No?  What happened to the woman that cornered me in the bathroom and
wanted more?  The woman that wouldn't take no for an answer.  You said you
were serious about us Jessica!"
 "I am it's just...."
 "No, I don't want to hear any if, ands, or buts, tomorrow I'm going to
marry you Jessica."
 "But Dick!"
 "No Jessica, you said you were sure and you said you'd marry me after three
weeks.  I'm not going to let you out of it just because you've got cold
feet."
 "Dick...."
 "Where are Mom and Dad?"
 "Still sleeping," Daniel replied.
 "Angela's left for school?"
 "Yep."
 "Grandma?"
 "She's sleeping too."
 "Good, come on," he told her.
 "Where are we going?"
 "The three of us are going to go have a shower together."
 "Dick..." I complained but he was in no mood to listen, he slung each of us
over one of his shoulders and carried us upstairs to the ensuit bathroom.
 "It's been awhile since we last did this," Daniel said letting him strip
her of her clothes.  "Squeezing three people into a shower!"
 "Your next Jes," he told me stripping off my T-shirt.
 "Dick!"
 "I've been thinking about this moment for two days, having the two of you
in the shower together with me.  With the water running over your hair, down
over your silky skins, over your beautiful breasts and backs, and thighs,
and legs, and...."
 "We get the picture," Daniel laughed while Dick stripped my pants and
panties from me.
 Then while Daniel was setting the temperature on the water Dick undressed
smiling at me as I watched.  I didn't know what else to do with myself.
 He was so big and so hard when he finally dropped his drawers and so dark.
And it was because of me, because I had asked him not to have sex for three
weeks.  For him to do something like that for me...simply because I asked.
He cared for me that much.  No he loved me that much!
 "Dick, I hate to do this to you, but I've got to go do something."
 "What!"
 "It's important!"
 "Jessica, can't it wait!"
 "No, I'm not sure if I can even get it."
 "What is it?"
 "Your wedding gift!"
 "Jes...can't it wait?"
 "No, its very important!"
 "Your not going to tuck tail and run?"
 "No," I said grinning before cupping his face and kissing him deeply even
darting my tongue into his mouth.  "I would never do that to you.  Ever!"
 "Jes...."
 "I'll be back as quickly as I can, if your not here when I get back I'll go
over to the bar and see you there, okay," I said excitedly as I pulled my
clothes back on.  "Just remember the three weeks end tomorrow," I said
smiling before kissing him aagain.
 "You've also got to ask Dad about marrying us, you haven't done that yet
have you?"
 "No."
 "Well don't wait too long!  The sooner we're married the sooner I'm going
to be in bed with you!" I said heading for the door then when I reaced for
the lock I turned around and went back to him, kissed him while grinding him
against my jeans.  "By the way, I love you!"
 Then I left, leaving him with the most shocked look I'd ever seen on his
face and just before I got very far from the door I heard Daniel say "What's
got into her?"
 The answer was simple I realized that I loved Dick as much as he loved me.

 "Where's Mr. Carlson?"
 "Which one, Clark, Brad, Paul or..." the stripper said counting the names
off on her fingers.  "...Dick?"
 "Dick!"
 "I think he's in the back room talking to Liz, your one of his women aren't
you?"
 "Yes," I said with a smile.
 "I knew it had to be you, Marge said she'd seen you!"
 "Can I go talk with him?"
 "No, just give him a minute, he's talking to her about the move."
 "Move?"
 "Yeah, she's one of the girls that's going to go over to the new bar."
 "Oh that's right he bought that new place didn't he?"
 "Yes, last week, he's having it fixed up now, and Marge is giving him some
suggestions for the place."
 "Could you go tell him I'd like to see him."
 "Sure," Marge replied with a smile shifting the tray she was holding "If
you can take these over to table four for me?"
 "All right," I replied with a smile taking the tray from her.  "Tell him
not to take too long though."
 "I know," she said on the way back to the back door.
 "Here's your drinks," I said when I reached the table.  "Who had the
beers?"
 "Me."
 "Here too."
 "Mine was the scotch."
 "There you all go," I said stretching to give the last guy his beer when
some body grabbed my breast.  I spilt a little of the beer on the table
slamming the mug down on the table.
 "Don't ever do that!"
 "Oh, I'm sorry hon, but your not wearing the usual waitress outfit and I
was curious what you were hiding under there!"
 "Well nothing under there is any of your business!"
 "I've got five bills what's say you and me head on upstairs and we'll make
it my business," he said pulling out his wallet and showing me a wallet full
of hundreds.  He looked like a disgusting little rat dropping and even if I
was into sleeping around I never would have gone anywhere with him.
 "No."
 "Come on babe!  I'll bet you've got a wild fire burning in those panties.
And I'll treat 'ya right!" he said digging his fingers into my ass.
 "I don't think you understood me," I said grabbing his arm.
 "Ow, you bitch!" he screamed craddling his arm and shooting to his feet.
"What the hell do you think your doing!  I think somone needs to teach you a
lesson."
 I leaned over to balance my weight ready for a fight and just before I
snarled someone laid there hand on my shoulder.  I spun around ready to
fight but relaxed when I saw it was Dick.
 "Is there something wrong?"
 "Yeah, this waitress of yours doesn't know what the hell she's doing!
She's here for our pleasure and you let a bitch in here that doesn't know
her shit."
 "She usually doesn't work here," Dick said testily "she was doing a
waitress a favour."
 "Yeah, well this bitch should be taught a lesson about what she can and
can't do."
 "Your not going to do anything, so sit down, shut up and drink your beer!"
 "Why should I?"
 "Because.  I'll start taking your crap as offense.  As it is I should have
already tossed your ass out for talking to her like you have."
 "She's just another bitch that doesn't know her place!"
 "I'm marrying her tomorrow and if you like living you beter rephrase that."
 "Yeah, and who's going to make me, you?"
 "No, I'll give you to her as a toy to play around with.  Then after a few
weeks if your still alive after the broken bones, I might take pity on you
and kill you myself!"
 "Yeah, right, she ain'st strong enough to play with a cypron cat!" the man
said laughing with his friends.
 "You willing to put your money where your mouth is?"
 "Whatd'ya have in mind?"
 "An arm wrestling match, you against her.  If you lose you pay twice the
price of your tables drinks  She loses, their free for the night."
 "All right, I'll take that bet," he said after looking me over again.
 "Dick what are you doing," I asked as he guided me over to a two seat table
getting the couple that was sitting at it to move.
 "Just take it easy on him, make it look like a hard fight."
 "That shouldn't be too hard!"
 "Jes," Dick whispered lifting my chin to look him in the eyes.  "Remember
your one of us."  Then he brushed his lips across mine.
 "All right, there's only two rules," Dick said as a crowd started to gather
around the table.  "One, the elbow's are to be kept on the table at all
times.  Two you can't use your other hands.  Understood?"
 The man nodded and I made a weak agreement before he slammed his arm onto
the table shaking it.  I settled my elbow down in to the "L" made by his
disgusting fingers.  Then I interlaced my fingers in his slimy palm and Dick
put his hand on top of ours.
 The music had stopped and the whole room was was watching us even a few
were placing bets on who would win, though I obviously wasn't favoured by
the odds.
 "Ready..." Dick started "...set..go!"  I braced myself for the pressure of
the mans arm trying to force mine back, but it wasn't there he strained and
I still really didn't have to apply much force to keep our hands straight
up.
 Then I started to realize why Dick hadn't been very worried, I couldn't
lose, at least not to this rat faced man.  I pretended that it was too much
of a strain and I started letting him push my arm back.  Then after I let
him push it as close to the table as I was going to let him go someone
touched the inside of my thighs shocking me into letting him slam my arm
down to the table.
 "Yeah, she's real tough," rat-face laughed standing up.
 "What happened?" Dick whispered in my ear.
 "I want another chance," I told rat-face, without even answering Dick.  It
hadn't been a fair contest.
 "And what's in it for me?"
 "The bet'll be I'll go upstairs with you if I lose, if I win you pay Dick
the regular price to go upstairs with one of the girls."
 "All right, I'll take that bet!" he replied grinning.
 "Jes, what are you doing if you couldn't beat him before...I don't want you
going any where with him.  Your mine!"
 "Dick, relax please, trust me."
 "Jes...."
 "Well let's go," rat-face said already sitting in his chair.
 I sat down and put my arm back in the same place taking his hand intwined
with mine and I let him drop it back to where it had been the first time.
 At the same moment as last time someone touched the inside of my thighs,
only this time I snapped my legs shut clamping the hand down getting a
scream from rat-face.  His hand that had been holding my elbow was under the
table.  At the same moment I crushed his hand between my thighs I brough his
arm around 180 degrees slamming it hard into the table breaking it.
 There were cheers from the auidience, mostly the women I think, plus a
single man that was grinning proudly at me. My future husband, and I
couldn't help myself from giving him a big happy smile.  "The bitch broke my
arm," he shouted making no mention of the hand that he was also holding
carefully.
 "So go find a hospital," someone shouted before laughing.
 "Bitch, I'm not finished with you yet!"
 "Go on get out of here!" Dick told him.  "Go find yourself a Doctor and
don't come back!"
 "I'll be back for you, you bitch!" rat-face shouted as his friends helped
him up.
 "Aren't you forgetting something," I asked crossing my arms and staring at
him.
 "No."
 "You owe Dick some money, now you can pay him, or he'll just have to take
it out of your hide...I think that's his policy, isn't it?"
 "Yes," Dick said smiling behind me.
 "Here," one of his friends said sheepishly as he opened his wallet and
threw Dick the five hundred.
 "I'll be back for you, you bitch!" rat-face shouted again before his
friends told him to shut up and dragged him out of the bar.
 "Come on," Dick said helping me up off of my chair.  "Let's go somewhere
more private."
 I followed him all the way up the stairs to his bedroom. "You ok?"
 "I'm fine," I told him with a smile.
 "Your sure?"
 "Positive," I said before he kissed me.
 "Good, we can't have you hurt now can we?  Did you find what you were
looking for?"
 "What?"
 "My wedding present, did you find what you were looking for?"
 "Yes," I said grinning.
 "Am I going to like it?"
 "No."
 "Oh."
 "Your going to love it!"
 "When do I get it?"
 "Well, I want to give it to you when we're alone, and together its
something very very special and I think it would be hard to give it to you
after we go through the first part of the ceremony," I said sitting down on
my haunches.  "Would you like it now, or do you think we'll have time
tomorrow?"
 "It's up to you, but there's going to be a lot going on tomorrow."
 "All right, I'll give it to you now," I said excitedly as he sat down
indian style infront of me.
 "It took me a couple of hours just to find a jewelery store that would just
sell me the box," I said pulling out a velvet jewelers box out of my jacket
on the bed and holding it out to him with shaky hands.
 "What is it," he asked taking the little box from me.
 "Open it and see," I said nervously.  It had taken me a fair bit of time
just to build up enough courage to go into the doctors office.  And even
longer before I managed to get in.
 "What is it," he asked looking at the small biochip stuck into the center
of grey foam.
 "Well when I left you's in the bathroom I went to Doctor Freyoungs and I
had him remove that.  Its my birth control patch. I thought it would be the
best present I could give you."
 "Oh Jes," he said with his voice cracking with emotion as he looked up at
me with tears in his eyes.  "This is better than anything you could have
ever given me."
 "You like it?"
 "No, I love it," he said leaning forward and kissing me. "I'm always going
to treasure this."
 "I'd prefer if you just treasured me instead."
 "I'll do that too," he said smiling before kissing me again. "If there was
ever a time that I wanted to make love to you more than now, I can't
remember it."
 "We just have to wait one more day.  And then I'm all yours.  And your all
mine, for one night, one night of pure unadulterated pleasure!"
 "Mmmmm...I can't wait," he groaned getting a laugh from me.  I couldn't
help myself it was just so funny the way he said and looked when he said it.
"It's not funny Jes."
 "I know," I said softly before leaning closer and giving him a kiss.  "What
do you say we go have a very cold shower together."
 "I don't think that would be too good an idea right now.  If you were there
naked, I don't think I'd notice the cold water too much."
 "I suppose your right, we'd be all over each other like honey on bread."
 "Yeah, your honey on my bread," he said with a grin before kissing me.
 "We better stop that too," I said laying my hand on his chest.
 "I suppose we should," he said softly before leaning in again and kissing
me.
 "Dick, don't do this, I won't be able to hold out long against you.  Not
anymore.  Have you talked to Dad?"
 "Yes.  He was surprised when I told him, he was angry a little too, that we
would be acting like my kids, but after a lot of pushing on my part he
accepted the situation.
 "He even agreed to be there when I make love to you for the first time.
Mom's coming too."
 "Oh no."
 "Jes don't worry about it.  It's nothing that they haven't seen before."
 "But Dick...their our parents."
 "Jes, I'd invite the entire world to watch us make love if I could.  That's
how happy I am about this.  That's how sure I am.  I want to show you off, I
want everyone to know that I'm going to have one of the best women in the
world in my bed for the rest of my life while everyone else is left with
just ordianary women.
 "I want to show off our union, I'm not embarassed about it."
 "Neither am I...it's just...."
 "Jes, forget about it, your probably not even going to notice anyone.  Not
after I get you undressed and on the bed.  You'll be too busy with other
things," he said grinning before leaning forward and kissing me again, this
time pushing me back on to my back while he stayed on top of me.
 "I'm going to make love to you like you haven't been made love to before
Jes," he whispered kissing me as I spread my legs a little so he could rest
more comfortable between them.  Oh who am I trying to kid, I opened them so
I could feel him closer to me.  Closer to where I wanted him to be.  "I'm
going to stroke and kiss and caress every inch of your gorgeous body...."
 "I should go," I said quickly rolling out from beneath him breaking the
intamacy of the moment as quickly as I could, hating myself for doing it.
"I'll see you later."
 "Jes," he said catching my hand and getting me to turn around.
 "What?"
 "I just want to tell you, I love you."
 "I love you too," I told him before giving him a quick kiss and leaving.
Any closer than that and I would have torn his clothes off, and mine,
and....  It was too close...to close for now.  We had one day left, one day
of torture.  One more day of feeling empty.  Then it would be over, for
good.

 "Clark!"
 "Yeah, what is it Dad?"
 "I've got something to ask you."
 "What?"
 "I need you to do something for me."
 "Isn't it getting kind of late, the wedding's in only a couple of hours."
 "I know.  I want to ask you something that's going to keep you away from
the wedding I'm afraid."
 "What is it?" he asked eyeing me.
 "You know what I was going to give Jes?"
 "Yes."
 "I need you to collect it and hold it on the hunting grounds."
 "Are you sure, shouldn't the two of you...."
 "No, it's a present.  I want to give it to her as a surprise, and we can't
really go looking around dark alley's for it.  She's not ready for that.
Can you do it?  If you can't I'll ask one of your brothers.  I'd ask Angela
but Jes has got her standing with her."
 "I'll do it," he sighed.
 "Thanks, in return, would you like to come to the last part of the
ceremony?"
 "Would I?  Is that a joke?"
 "No, would you like to go?"
 "Do you really have to ask, the answers yes," he said with the excitement
that Angela would have had.
 "Well you just keep in mind that she's mine, and if you go near...."
 "I know, I know.  I wouldn't anyway.  Angela's more than a handful for me.
She's so full of energy and she applies it all to...."
 "All right, all right, I get the picture, thanks Clark.  This means a lot
to me."
 "I'm happy to do it for Momma Jessica.  Boy that's going to take a little
bit to get used to."
 "I know," I sighed running my fingers through my hair.  "How long do you
think it'll take to track them down?"
 "Not long, they've been sticking by that new place."
 "Good!  Can you handle them yourself?"
 "Sure."
 "Then just make sure you have enough time when you leave."
 "I will, don't worry."
 "Dick," Lorena said coming into the kitchen, naked as ever.  "Why aren't
you dressed...I mean undressed?"
 "I've got a few hours left.  How's Jessica?"
 "Nervous as anyone could ever get, she's been fussing with her hair for the
last two hours."
 "That doesn't surprise me, it's really the only thing she has to worry
about isn't it?"
 "Yeah, hi Clark, your looking as good as ever," she said stroking the area
over his crotch before he gave her a kiss.  During Laura's wedding I think
the two of them had mated because ever since they'd been stealing kisses
when they thought no one was looking.
 "I'm sorry to hear about what happened to Donald."
 "Thanks, we had a lot of good times, but he's gone now."
 "It was a heart attack wasn't it?"
 "Yeah, he just couldn't keep up with me I suppose," she said before I left
the kitchen.

 "I really am sorry.  It must be terrible now without having anyone."
 "I have the kids, Anabelle visits every now and then, Aaron comes and
visits his mother occasionally too."
 "Well there dumb not to realize how beautiful of a mother they have."
 "Your still a charmer!"
 "I try my best," he said grinning as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
 "Clark," I said softly while I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled
us tighter together.  "Do you think we could get together again some time
while I'm here?  To relive some old times, I haven't really had anyone...for
awhile and I'm...."
 "I'm mated to Angela now."
 "Oh," I said sadly dropping my arms a little.
 "Tonight we'll probably be as active as Dad's going to be.  If you like you
could join us.  I don't think Angela would mind bringing you into bed with
us."
 "You sure she wouldn't mind?"
 "No.  She knows about what happened between us."
 "You told her about charming my bathing suit off me at the beach?"
 "All the way up to how many orgasms you had," he said with a devilish grin.
 "And I thought it would just be between you and me!" I pouted.
 "Don't do that," he said before kissing me.  "It makes your lips so
kissable, and I don't think it would be wise to get caught making out in the
kitchen.  Especially when your nearly old enough to be my grandmother."
 "You didn't think I was that old when we were on that beach!"
 "You moved like a teenager.  You still have a body of one."
 "That's better," I said tightening my arms around his neck and kissing him.
"Do you think it'd be possible for just the two of us to slip upstairs right
now?"
 "No, I've got to get ready to go out."
 "Out?  Your going to be here for the wedding aren't you?"
 "No, Dad's asked me to do something for him, and it's going to take until
after he finishes the first part of the ceremony.  And I probably won't be
home till near the middle of the second."
 "Ahhh...how could he do that to you."
 "I know how much this means to him, so I'm not going to let him down.
Maybe if there's time between we can get together with Angela.  I'll talk to
her before I go," he said stroking my thigh.
 "Ever since Dick called for this get together I've been thinking about that
time we were on the beach and how good it felt to be with you."
 "It felt good to be with you too.  While your waiting for me why don't you
go up to Angela and my bedroom and tell her the story.  She loves, love
making stories."
 "All right, I'll make sure you didn't tell it wrong."
 "Good," he said before kissing me again.  "I'll be back as soon as I can, I
promise!"
 "Ok," I said softly watching him go.  He looked absolutely delicious, and
as cute as he had that time in the sand.

 I was glad Angela took a liking to taking Lorena to bed with us tonight.
She liked the fact that I told Lorena to tell her the story about the beach
even more.
 Angela always liked being told about people making love, and kissing and
the seductions.  She loved everyone of them whether they were family related
or not.  But she got the biggest kick out of the former.
 I went out and found what I was looking for with very little difficulty and
the squirming was put to a quick stop after I knocked them out.This can
probably be changed right here to more of an explaination of going and
kicking the asses of the woman and her husband while their filming in bed
with a four year old.  Both of them, Clark should come in when Mark has
penetrated the little boys ass.
 "Clark!" Dick shouted when we reached this big open field.  I was still
ecstatic about actually being able to go through the ceremony, standing
naked in front of Mom and Dad while they watched us taking our vows.  And it
even surprised me when Mom smiled at me, even bigger than the time when I
had married David.
 It was like she had been happy that I was marrying Dick.  "Clark!"
 "I'm right here Dad.  Hi Momma Jessica," he said greeting me and I must
have cringed or something at the words.  "I know, it'll take us all some
time to get used to it," he said smiling.
 "Did you get them?"
 "Piece of cake, there over behind that bush, still working off a little bit
of a daze."
 "What happened?"
 "Well, they wouldn't come without screaming and kicking so I just had
to...."
 "Who?  Who was screaming and kicking," I demanded.
 "Dinner," Dick said with a smile before kissing me on the forehead."
 "What?"
 "There not injured otherwise are they?"
 "No, I left that for you's," he said grinning.
 "Dick...what's going on?"
 "Shhh...trust me," he said softly looking into my eyes.  "You trust me
don't you?"
 "With my life," I said softly not looking away from him.
 "Get undressed."
 "Here?"
 "Don't worry," Dick said taking off his shirt.  "Behind the bush?"
 "Right."
 "You can go Clark.  Thanks."
 "Your welcome," Clark said before starting to run towards town.
 "Clark!"
 "Yeah?"
 "Good job son!"
 "Thanks," Clark said before turning and disappearing leaving a trail of
dust from the road.
 "Dick what's going on?" I said taking off my panties.
 "Usually, the hunt has only one prey, but today, we've got two.  Their my
wedding gift to you.  I've kept the kids keeping an eye on them," he said as
he took my hand and we started around the bush.
 "Dick, I don't understand."
 "You will," he said just as I spotted a leg sticking out.  Dick brushed the
bush back a little more and in laying in a heap was the Winslows.  Francine
was stacked on top of Mark like they were bags of grain.
 "Dick?"
 "Their my wedding present to you Jes, for what they did to you."
 "We...we're...we're going to...to hunt them?"
 "What did you think we were going to hunt, rabits?  It looks like we have a
little bit of time."
 "Dick.  I don't know about this."
 "Come here Jes," he said sitting down on the ground in a lotus postion.  I
sat down on his lap scrunching his beautiful manhood between my thigh and
his stomach.
 "Close your eyes."
 "All right," I said doing what I was told.
 "Remember what they did to you, remember when you went in there to talk to
them about Anglea.  To help Angela.  They turned on you, didn't they?"
 "Uh-huh," I whispered remembering how Mark had thrown me onto the bed and
then jumped on top of me.  How he had torn my blouse off, how he'd...he'd
beaten me, and played the knife over my skin.
 "Does it make you mad what he did to you?"
 "Yes," I growled clenching a fist a little tighter.
 "Now picture him running from you, through the trees.  Running from you.
Your chasing him, running along the ground, leaping from trees then you
close in on him, circling him.  Getting ready to pounce...do you feel
it...do you feel it Jes?  Do you feel the blood rushing, do you feel the
energy?  Do you feel the rush?"
 "Yes," I snarled snapping my eyes open to look at him.  "Yes!"  I could.  I
could feel the blood rushing through my arteries, pumping through my veins.
The heat coming from all around me, the slightest movement of air.  The
chirping of birds far into the forest behind us.  The sounds of the worms
churning the earth beneath us.
 I could hear it all, I could smell it all, I could feel it all, including
the Winslow's wakening.  Sitting there on his lap, I could feel the pressure
building up in my chest, rising like an old steam locomotive, building until
I cocked my head back and just howled!  Howled out of anger, out of joy, out
of the knowledge the hunt was about to begin.
 Dick was grinning at me when I looked back at him then he let out a little
snarl before pulling my hair and giving my neck a little love nip.  Tearing
the flesh and covering his lips with my blood.
 It felt good.  Soooooo good as he lapped at my neck.  So wild, so good, so
pleasurable.  When he released me, I kissed his lips biting a little into
the flesh drawing his blood so it intermingled with my own blood on his lips
and mouth.  We sat there just kissing each other, and it was more
pleausrable than when David had made love to me.
 I pumped his rock hard cock with my hand looking happily into his eyes
before he glanced past me for a second.  "There gone."
 "What?" I said quickly turning to look at where they had been.
 "It begins.  You take the man, I'll take the woman."
 "Dick!"
 "Jes, you've had this kind of meat before, and you loved it.  More than the
disgusting sludge that they try to pass of in the stores.  This is better.
This is pure, fresh.  This is the hunt!  It is part of who we are!  Now go!"
he finished in more of a snarl pushing me off his lap before he took off.
 When he did, I realized I'd do anything to be with him just another moment
longer.  I took off, faster than I ever thought I could following the scent
of my prey, following it through the trees.
 It was just like the picture that I had in my head.  I moved over the land,
through the trees, through the brush, feeling and sensing every movement in
the forest.  Every twig snap, every movement, every panicked pant.
 There was even this one tree, up about twenty feet off the ground right at
the base, where I could smell the faint scent of a woman.  A scent that had
been ground right into the tree, it only took me a few moments before I
realized it must have been Sandi's because there was also the faint smell of
Dick's seed.  After all the years that she'd been gone she'd still left her
mark on the world and it stayed.
 I even paused to rub my own pussy up against the tree to be closer to her,
and to the man that I wanted.  It felt so good rubbing my most sensitive
area up against something so coarse, something so simple.
 I could have stayed there for hours just rubbing myself against such a
pleasurable tree but Mark had doubled back and was coming straight passed
where I was hiding.  Only he wasn't alone, his wife was with him too
clinging to him.  And off a little to the side I could see the bushes
ruffling and Dick's bulk moving closer.
 I dropped to the ground right infront of them absorbing the energy by
crouching down.  They stopped and stood there just watching me.  I could
smell the fear on them but it didn't stop the snarl that came out of me.
 Before I could do anything Dick had sprung from the bushes and landed in a
roll with Francine under him.  Without another thought I leapt at Mark
tearing at his chest with my claws while sinking my teeth into his neck
bringing him down to the hard ground with a jarring thud.
 He hit my back and I dug my teeth into him even more as he screamed in
pain.  I lapped at the spurting blood relishing it, and the warm delicious
taste that slid down my throat.  I straddled his stomach and started rubbing
my bare cunt across the blood that was seeping from my claw marks.
 I let go of his neck and looked down into his face.  He was bubbling
something about letting him go, forgiving him or some crap like that.  I
licked his lips, and then kissed him slipping my tongue into his mouth.
 He must have thought that I was trying to pleasure him and he slipped his
own tongue into my mouth and I quickly bit into it, tearing the tip of it
off, swallowing the delicious chunk of muscle while he tried to scream
through the blood that was collecting in his throat.
 I forced his mouth open and kissed him again driving my tongue into his
mouth searching for more of his blood.  He started choking so I withdrew
instead to take his bottom lip between my teeth and shook it free of the
rest of his skin.
 I chewed on it for a few moments grinning down at him before I swallowed
it.  Francines screams had stopped and I glanced over to where Dick was on
all four over top of her greedily devouring her heart.
 I smiled, but not at his eating, but at what hung between his legs,
sticking out so strong and solid.  I wanted him so bad, my body was
screaming for him.  I turned back to Mark and sunk my teeth into the other
side of his neck, shaking it violently until I heard the satisfying snap.
 Then I started tearing him up into pieces, first I tore off an arm and ate
it.  Then the other one, then his legs, it was delicious, all of it, except
for all the little hairs.
 I tore off his testicles and his penis because they reaked of shit but the
exposed area beneath was just as good as the rest of him.  When I had
finished his torso I moved over to where Dick was lying smiling at me
covered in a thin film of blood in some places.
 Neither of us said anything as I settled down beside him and he pulled me
into his warmth.  And we drifted off into a hazy sleep together.

 "There here!" I heard someone shout as we entered the apartment holding
with the other's arm wrapped around our waists.
 Dick didn't respond to any of the questions that everyone kept asking he
just scooped me up in his arms and carried me up the stairs.  When he set me
down on my feet on the floor and started stripping my clothes off everyone
that was invited came into the room including Mom and Dad.
 I could feel my throat tighten so I could barely breath, and my intestines
were all gathered up in a nervous ball in the pit of my stomach.  And when
Dick had me completely exposed I could barely tear my gaze from my mothers
eyes.
 "Jes," Dick whispered standing up infront of me.  "You've got to relax.
Forget about everything but me."  He turned my head by touching his fingers
to my chin so I was looking into his eyes before he kissed me.
 "No one else exists in the world, only you and me right now," he said as he
gracefully stepped out of his clothes.  Then with a nudge pushed me back
onto the bed.  "I've been waiting for this for a long time Jes," he
whispered getting onto the bed on his knees while running his hand over my
calf.
 "Come here," I told him wishing him to move faster as he kissed a straight
line up my body, from my pelvis, over my stomach, sticking his tongue in to
my belly button.  Up my neck and then finally a lingering kiss on the lips.
 "Please," I nearly begged gripping his arms as I opened my legs for him.  I
couldn't believe how despearate I was feeling.  Desperate to have him inside
me, desperate to feel him on top of me.  Desperate to feel what he would
feel like when he gave me his love.
 "Oh Jes, we've waited so long for this should we really rush it?"
 "Take your time later," I whispered before kissing him, "right now just
make love to me!"
 "Jes...."
 "Dick, please!"
 "What do you want?"
 "You," I groaned squeezing his arms.  "I want you Dick!"
 "Are you sure?"
 "Yes."  Then with a single thrust he was in.  God was he in, completely,
fully, totally in and he was so, soo, sooo HUGE.  He made the cucumber that
I had bought once just to see if I could fit inside me and masturbate with
look like a weiner.
 "OH GOD!" I screamed out of pure joy, it felt so good having him inside me.
Like it was always meant to be there.
 But he was so big!  It was a mixture between pain and so much pleasure at
first, slowly the pain disapeared and all that was left was a pleasure so
heavenly, so thick, and so far in me....  Nothing else existed, just me and
the man on top of me making love to me, kissing my lips swallowing my
screams of pleasure.
 I wrapped my legs around his waist lifting me up off the bed and closer to
heaven.  I clung to him for life, squeezing him even tighter inside me,
stretching me to beyond what I knew had to be beyond my limits and I loved
it, just loved it.
 I loved the way he moved, the way he bucked against me, the way his balls
pounded against my skin.  The way our kiss never seemed to break.  The way
the tingles exploded into fireworks where ever his skin touched mine.  The
way his erection touched parts of me that had never been touched by any man,
or even some of the best dildos.
 It almost felt like that once he was in he expanded to fit me perfectly, to
find every little nook and crany of my vagina, matching it perfectly.
 He pushed me back into the mattres, coming down on top of me, his whole
luscious body and I clung to him like my life depended on it.  Like the
whole world depended on it.  And I clung to him even stronger when he pulled
back away only to thrust into me again with wild abandonment, throwing
gasoline onto the already blazing fire inside me.
 Our lips never parted, just stayed in a one long hot kiss.  A kiss that
could have melted what was little was left of the north pole.  A kiss that
just pushed my fever higher.  A kiss that survived through the grunts,
groans, and moans of our violent needy unions.
 Dick's three weeks held nothing to my years without sex other than
self-pleasuring, so when he broke our kiss to pant I surprised him by
rolling him over onto his back keeping him inside me the entire journey
before I rested my hands on his chest and started riding him.  Riding him so
wildly, with so much passion I left him dazed a little I think.
 But after a few moments his large hands gripped my waist and started
helping me with the movements.  Sliding up and down on his hard rigid shaft
moaning digging my fingers into his chest.
 It was unbelievable, I was being taken farther than I'd ever been before,
farther than even I could do just masturbating.  The chemistry was so hot
and so good between us I never would have believed that I could feel
anything like that.
 We rolled over and over each taking turns on top screaming demands at each
other.  Kissing and clawing and thrusting against each other.  Then when I
was on top of him again, what felt like hours later I knew I was close to
cumming, cumming for him.  I leaned over draping my breasts over his hard
chest and kissed him, meeting his tongue half way.
 His hands cupped my ass and spread my cheeks apart and then started hard
quick upward thrusts into me, bringing our moans into long loud groans.  We
kissed one last time before I screamed down into his throat out of pleasure
as the biggest orgasm that I had ever felt washed over my body.
 Wave upon wave crashing down around his penis, squeezing him tight until he
was spurting inside me washing my insides down with his hot love.  The kind
of love I knew I wanted forever.  We kissed again, a soft gentle kiss as our
blurriness past.  A kiss of lovers, gentle and true.
 At that moment I knew exactly where I belonged, where I wanted to spend the
rest of my life, at his side, as his lover, as his wife.  As his best
friend.  I wanted to make him happy, and in the process make me happy.  I
had already gotten a good start, I was happier then than I had ever been in
my entire life.
 Laying on top of him, with his penis inside me and his warm stickiness
dripping from between my legs.  A stickiness I knew belonged there.  I
buried my head in his chest and snuggled down ignoring everything but the
rythm of his breathing and his heart pounding in his chest and the feel of
him still inside me.
 After a few minutes and some more soft kisses I rolled off of him and he
pulled me against his side, like he was afraid I was going anywhere.  Not a
chance.
 I laid there thinking about all the time that we had wasted pretending that
this wasn't what was right.  Pretending that we shouldn't be what we were
meant to be.  I laid there with my back against his front cuddled into his
warmth and his caressing hand which gentle drifted over my body stroking,
and caressing me.
 "I think I've let you rest enough," he whispered before kissing my neck
while running his hand down over the top of my leg.
 "I think," I said smiling as I turned to face him.  "You let me rest too
long."
 "I'm glad you feel that way," he said lifting my top leg and straddling my
bottom, then a second later slipping inside me again.
 "It feels so good," I moaned touching where we were joined, rubbing and
feeling how perfect we fit together.
 "And we're just getting started," he said before bending around my leg and
kissing me wearing a big grin.

 We kept up like that all night, we'd take a couple minutes rest before one
of us would start something with the other, then we'd be rolling around on
the bed again joined at the pelvis.
 Around four am, just after I had dozed off, I woke up and found Dick
between my legs just getting ready to give me head.  He lifted me up
bringing my pussy to his mouth and feasted on my sex for at least an hour.
 When he was through he had brought me through so many orgasms I lost count,
and I was begging for him to fill me up.  To be inside of me again.  He took
me from behind, and then from above, then on our sides.  It was bliss.
 The next morning a few hours after the sun had come up Daniel came into the
bedroom carrying a tray of food, and wearing absolutely nothing.
 While I ate hungrily I stared eagerly watching as he made love to her.  I
loved watching the two of them together.  Sliding together to unite.
Groaning and moaning as they both came.
 I knew when I climbed on top of her giving Dick two pussies to play with
that I was finally home.  In a place more comfortable, more blissful, and
more heavenly than I'd ever known before.  And for once in my life I knew
I'd be happy for the rest of my days.  Happy and ohhhh so satsified!!!!
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