I could hear the water dripping from the rain gutters 
and knew the downpour had ended, and even with my eyes 
closed I knew it was lighter outside my windows. I 
felt a hand on my thigh and reached down to caress the 
caresser. It felt so good, I was afraid to open my eyes 
for fear I'd discover Dolores or Penny. Besides, I was 
still too tired to open my peepers. 


To my delight, I felt a nice, fully grown-up tit 
pressing against my leg and I relaxed. Whether it was 
Irene or Bonnie, it was okay. The hand moved to my cock, 
gripping and stroking it, then she moved her head and 
dribbled some saliva on my glans. I started to open my 
eyes, but just then her lips encircled my knob. I 
groaned and surrendered, falling back with eyes still 
shut as she started sucking me. Her ferocity and the 
expertise of her tongue told me it was Bonnie. Her 
enthusiasm confirmed it. My dick swelled even more from 
my usual wake-up erection and she relished that. I felt, 
rather than heard, her throaty rumble and then she was 
sucking more of me into her mouth. I wanted to watch 
this accomplished young fellatrix, too. I opened my 
eyes. 


Kate, naked and sucking and jerking to beat the band. 
"What the hell -- " 


"Please, let her do it." Mark, standing with his back 
to my closed bedroom door. "This is the first time she's 
stopped talking about this since noon." 


She drove her mouth down, down, down, taking my cock 
into her throat and then swallowing on it. She even 
managed to work her tongue on me as she deep-throated 
me. I was impressed. 


"She woke me up, moaning and masturbating," Mark said. 
He was wearing one of the guest robes. The front bulged. 
"Twice she sucked me hard and then rode me dry. And all 
the time, she kept talking about wanting you, about what 
she saw Dolores doing, about Irene and Bonnie and you." 


She pulled her mouth back up and looked at me. Her 
face was almost demonic. Her hand still jerked on the 
base of my cock. "You're going to fuck me and fuck me 
hard!" she growled. And then grinned. "Going to kick me 
out of your bed?" She locked her lips on my glans, 
sucking hard and licking like crazy. 


I stifled a reflex scream being wrenched from me by 
the intensity of the sensation. 


"Didn't think so," Mark said, his robe open and his 
hand on his dick. He'd moved about two steps toward the 
bed. Kate sucked me slow and deep, taking me almost to 
the balls before she backed off. She ran her fist slowly 
up and down the middle of my spit-slicked cock, staring 
at it like she'd never seen a dick before. My cock felt 
ready to burst and bigger than ever, and a lot of the 
reason was that my bladder was full. But before I could 
say anything, Kate was crawling up over me, those 
wonderful tits massaging me all the way. 


She crouched over me, running her wet pubic mat light 
over the tip of my cock. She lowered herself and trapped 
my aching dick against my belly and started sliding her 
pussy lips up and down the underside, from the base 
almost to my naval, then back down. She had her lower 
lip caught between her teeth and she wore an expression 
of great concentration. She was already starting to 
moan. I reached up and cupped her tits, hefting them and 
running my fingers over her hard nipples. Kate raised 
her hips and reached back with one hand to grab my 
prick, aligning it. Then she settled back and down on my 
cock and she did it very, very slowly. 


Kate surprised me, then, because here was a woman 
nearly 32 years old, a mother, who had already fucked 
her husband twice that morning -- and she was extremely 
tight, tight enough that it took a good thirty seconds 
for my glans to fully penetrate her cunt. 


It was worth the wait, though, for both of us. Her 
mouth fell open, her eyes closed and she moaned louder 
as she rotated her hips around my prick. Then she 
started working her cunt down my stiff schlong, bit by 
bit. She rocked her hips up and down, taking more and 
more of me into her velvet heat as I held her tits and 
savored the feel of her ripe, mature femininity. She 
took a good minute or so getting most of the way down on 
me. At the last inch, her eyes opened wide, almost in 
surprise. I'd hit bottom. I could feel the back wall of 
her cunt against my knob. But Kate wanted it all and 
rammed herself down, stretching herself to take all of 
me. 


"I think it's in my belly!" she gasped. Mark had come 
up to the end of the bed and was watching intently, 
glazed eyes focused on the sight of his wife's lovely 
lower parts gorging on my hard cock. His hand was moving 
on his hard cock as he stared. 


Kate started to raise herself. I could hear her 
beautiful cunt slurping as it slowly released about half 
of my cock. She was moaning continually now, which made 
me nervous. If her siren screams started, we'd have an 
audience, which wasn't what I had in mind. She went 
about halfway up, then let herself drop hard. The moans 
got louder. Uh-oh... "Mark," I gasped, "get something in 
her mouth before she starts screaming." 


"Like what?" 


"Whatever is in your hand, you dork!" He made an "Oh" 
with his mouth, came around to the side of the bed and 
clambered up, standing unsteadily on the heaving 
mattress. Kate turned her head and wrapped her lips 
around his hard eight-incher while she steadied herself 
-- and him -- with one hand on his hip. She started 
sucking, riding me now in earnest. Almost immediately, I 
felt her cunt convulse as she started cumming. Her 
muffled screams were exciting to hear, but not nearly as 
exciting as the feel of her frantic cunt on me or her 
heaving tits in my appreciative hands. I thrust up to 
meet her downstrokes, ramming her hungry twat as hard as 
I dared. Mark had his hands on her shoulders and he was 
swaying his hips back and forth, carefully pumping her 
mouth. 


Kate suddenly pulled her mouth off her husband's 
throbbing dick. "Don't -- don't -- don't you dare cum y- 
y-yet! Either of y-y-you!" 


Then her face tightened and she looked ready to 
scream. Mark rammed her face onto his cock just in time 
and she gurgled and shook tautly. She started to lose 
her strength then, and was beginning to sag down onto 
me. Mark's dick popped out of her mouth and I lowered 
her torso to my chest as he carefully climbed off the 
bed. Her hips rolled and her cunt moved on my cock as 
she nestled against me. I continued carefully thrusting 
until I felt her tensing again, then held her mouth 
against my chest to muffle her scream. Her teeth pressed 
against me as she howled. When she eased off, she 
mumbled, "Both of you...like we saw...in front and 
back...please?" 


Mark was again standing at the foot of the bed, 
stroking his cock and watching. He didn't hear her 
clearly. "She wants you in her butt," I explained. 


"She almost never wants that," he protested. 


"You want to argue or fuck? Night-table drawer -- open 
it." 


Kate was bouncing her hips up and down on me again, 
her mouth against my chest. I had my hands on her rich, 
round ass, squeezing it and enjoying the play of those 
firm muscles under my fingers as she quickened her ride. 
Just as she started to cum again, I pressed a fingertip 
against the rubbery rectal opening and she tightened 
immensely on me. Piss-hard or not, I wasn't going to 
last long if she kept doing that. 


Some of her orgasmic scream almost escaped the 
muffling and she bit into my chest to stifle the volume. 
Also stifled the rising cum in my nuts. Then the bed 
shifted as Mark crawled up, feet outside my knees. His 
dick was completely coated and throbbing like a 
teenager's above his wife's beautiful ass. I separated 
the cheeks of her ass and held her tightly down against 
me. Mark lined up his dick and I felt her tense and 
shiver as he pressed it against her ass. Her cunt 
clenched feverishly around my prick as his dick started 
to spread her sphincters. When his glans finally popped 
inside her ass, she made a funny noise, growling like a 
woods animal. Mark pressed the rest of his cock into her 
and the sensation of tightness spreading slowly up her 
cunt and over my cock was unbelievable. His balls 
finally swung against the base of my dick and her cunt 
and Kate lay stock-still, as if paralyzed. "I feel so 
fucking stuffed," Kate mumbled. 


Mark bent close and kissed her ear and the side of her 
face. "Oh, honey," she whispered, "I love you so 
much...both of you. Oh!" The "oh" was because Mark had 
just twitched his dick a little bit deeper into her. 
"Unnnnnnnn...." she groaned as he pulled back about 
halfway, then slid slowly back into her. She kept making 
that same, low noise as he speeded his pumping. I lay 
motionless, savoring the marvelous sensation of his dick 
rubbing mine through the thin membrane separating her 
stretched asshole from her stuffed cunt. 


"C'mon, fuck me, fuck me!" she hissed at me, raising 
herself onto her elbows. I tried moving a little inside 
her while Mark lengthened and speeded his strokes behind 
her. "Yeah!" she hissed as her husband pounded her ass 
and I hunched my cock in and out of her, sometimes 
simultaneous with his sodomy, sometimes syncopated. 
Kate's lovely face was bright red and contorted as she 
growled and moaned. "Harder! Fuck me harder, damn you! I 
want you to pound me!" 


"Bad pun," I gasped. She took my hair in one hand and 
mashed her lips against mine. She sucked my tongue into 
her mouth and treated it the way she'd treated my dick. 
I held her ass in my hands, Mark's abdomen hitting my 
fingers when he slammed down. I pumped her hips up and 
down in time with my urgent thrusts up at her, letting 
Mark fend for himself. He was doing just fine, lowering 
himself till his weight was on his wife's back (and me) 
and he thrust all the way into her at the same moment I 
did. 


Kate screamed into my mouth as she felt her husband's 
cock swell and twitch and then fire its load deep into 
her ass. Her cunt cranked down on my cock so hard that 
any thoughts I'd had about cumming were finished for the 
moment; it was just too tight, like a cock ring, for me 
to unload. That was a first for me, too. 


Kate's orgasm was every bit as awe-inspiring as I'd 
imagined. She just kept cumming and cumming, her entire 
body rigid and taut as a violin string. She barely 
shuddered, barely moved, for the longest time. It was 
like a seizure of some kind. Mark was climbing 
thoughtfully off us, slowly pulling his shrinking prick 
out of her ass. When his glans came out of her 
constricted anus, it made a loud sucking noise. 


Then Kate shook and sucked in a long, noisy, rasping 
breath. She was shivering uncontrollably. She finally 
sagged and went limp as a wet cloth. I rolled us over, 
staying inside her. Her legs fell open and I pumped her 
furiously for a few seconds, trying to relieve the ache 
in my nuts. She came a few times, even as she lapsed 
into unconsciousness; I felt it on my cock and saw it in 
the way her tummy convulsed and her abdomen hardened. 
But I was past the time of cumming easily and tiring 
fast...and I had to piss in the worst way. 


I pulled out of her slowly. I bent to kiss her hard 
nipples and, lightly, her lips. Even dozing, she 
whispered, "I love you, Mark." I climbed off the bed, 
stood and groaned. 


Mark was staring at his wife and my cock. "Okay, you 
got what you wanted, she got what she wanted -- now 
cuddle your honey." He nodded and moved mechanically 
toward her. I stepped out of my bedroom just as she 
nuzzled up to him and made a soft, happy sound. I envied 
him her love and -- even more, now -- her lust. 


On bowed legs, I stepped into the bathroom and waited 
long minutes for my cock to deflate enough to begin 
voiding my bladder. When at long last it was done, I was 
still left with aching nuts. 


I showered quickly, brushed my teeth, pulled on my 
robe and went downstairs in search of food. I had just 
burned a lot of calories and my stomach was growling. I 
grabbed a breadstick from the Stella Dora package in the 
refrigerator and munched it as I refilled and started 
the coffeemaker. Then I decided to check on my other 
guests. 


Penny's bed was made and she was nowhere in sight. 
When I looked out into the yard, though, I saw her 
curled up on a chaise lounge by the pool, devouring one 
of my books. Fine. 


Then I decided to look into the other bedroom, the one 
assigned to Irene and Bonnie, the one where Dolores had 
been stashed after her "rescue" the previous night. I 
opened the door quietly and looked inside. Irene and 
Bonnie were still clothed and still sleeping, wrapped 
sweetly in each other's arms in one bed. In the other, 
Dolores sat with her back against the headboard, looking 
from the bi-lovers to the doorway. She was naked and she 
had her hands between her legs. Busy little fingers. 


"I heard what was going on upstairs," she said. "I 
went up and watched for a while." Her whisper was barely 
audible. "I came downstairs and washed up." She pulled 
her knees back and up, almost to her quivering young 
breasts. "I've been waiting for you." 


I started to back out of the doorway, the door knob in 
my hand, but Bonnie raised her head and grinned. "Come 
on, Uncle Dan -- it's inevitable. Surrender." 


My dick was already giving the lie to any protests I 
might have made and the robe wasn't concealing it at 
all. I stepped into the room, closed -- and locked -- 
the door and surrendered to the inevitable. 




Chapter Fourteen 



Bonnie kissed Irene awake and whispered to her. Irene 
looked over at me, standing between the two beds with my 
robe open and my dick sticking out. She looked at 
Dolores on the other bed, rubbing her adolescent 
clitoris and pinching her hard nipples. 


"You didn't have a chance," Irene said softly to me, 
then smiled and began pulling Bonita's tee-shirt off. 
Bonnie leaned over and gave my cock a quick, wet, 
maddening suck, then raised her arms for Irene to expose 
those beautiful tits. Dolores crawled toward me on her 
bed. It was an awkward crawl, because she kept one hand 
between her legs. She looked unbelievably sexy, her 
tight body all sinuous and aroused, her hard-nippled 
young tits barely jiggling as she stalked my dick. She 
knelt upright and put her free hand on my cock. 


"It's so big and hard and beautiful," she whispered. 
She kissed my cock, then leaned forward and rubbed it on 
each of her nipples. "I'm all ready for it," she said. 
"Don't make me wait any more...please?" Then she slowly 
sat back and began to recline, her fingers holding onto 
my dick as if it were the only thing keeping her from 
falling. I felt hands brush the robe off my shoulders. I 
glanced left.Irene and Bonnie were naked. Bonnie was 
just leaning back into the circle of Irene's arms. Irene 
was caressing Bonnie's beautiful tits and licking her 
ear. 


Dolores finally let go of my cock. When she was sure 
my eyes were fixed on her, she whispered, "Want you. 
Watch!" With the wonderful limberness of youth, she 
brought her legs up and opened them, then wrapped her 
arms around the back of her knees -- which were almost 
even with her ears. Her fresh, lightly haired little 
pussy was winking up at me. Her clitoris was fearsomely 
swollen and as I got to my knees in front of her, I 
could see her cunt tighten and twitch. 


As I crawled up over her, Bonnie and Irene knelt 
beside me. Bonnie kissed my cheek and whispered, "Be 
sweet to her, like her fantasy." I understood and leaned 
down to kiss Dolores. She kissed me back, passionate and 
sweet and hungry. I raised my face as I felt Irene 
pressing against my side. Bonnie bent down to kiss her 
younger sister lightly on the cheek and eyes while Irene 
pressed her face next to mine. I turned my head toward 
her and kissed her. "It's you I want in my arms," I 
confessed. "Do you know that?" 


"I can feel it," she breathed into my mouth. "I want 
you, too. But you have a service to render, first." Her 
hand slid along my stomach and her fingers gripped and 
aimed my cock down at Dolores's little pussy. I let the 
woman I craved fit my knob into the welcoming teenaged 
cunt. 


Dolores moaned quietly and began wriggling her narrow 
hips as I pressed down and into her. It was a very tight 
fit, but she was demanding and so were my swollen nuts. 
I looked down to see Bonnie spreading her sister's labia 
as my prick stretched Dolores's cunt. 


If she hadn't been so slippery with her arousal, it 
would never have entered -- but she was and it did. My 
glans squeezed into her and I thought that despite the 
evidence of my eyes, I must have gone into her ass. It 
was too tight and hot for it to be her cunt. Dolores let 
out a soft squeak and I froze. 


"Are you okay, baby?" Bonnie asked, caressing her 
sister's face with both hands now. 


Dolores's face was tight, her eyes clenched shut, but 
she nodded jerkily. "It's just so big in there!" she 
managed to gasp. "It surprised me." 


"We can stop," I suggested, half-meaning it. The other 
half wanted to ram into her and unload in that 
impossibly tight young cunt. 


"No, no -- I want it," Dolores said. Her eyes slowly 
opened, about halfway. "Please, I want it -- it's 
starting to feel good." She rolled her little hips 
experimentally, then arched them down till her swollen 
clitty was pressed against my thick shaft. She groaned 
in obvious pleasure. "Ohhhhh!" She bucked her hips up. I 
started pressing down and into her, feeling her young 
cunt give way slowly, reluctantly. 


The walls spread and stretched for me, but her cunt 
muscles were already fluttering. When I was halfway into 
her, she slid her hands down to my hips, let her knees 
catch on my shoulders -- and came. "Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah!" 
she hissed through clenched teeth. Her hips jerked and I 
watched her stomach ripple in time with the contractions 
on my cock. 


Bonnie leaned down and kissed her on the lips and I 
felt Irene get behind me and press her firm breasts into 
my back. I pushed steadily down and into as far as I 
could. Her cunt was sucking at my dick as well as 
massaging it. But then I felt the end of her cunt 
against me and she twitched uncomfortably. She'd reached 
her limit and we both knew it. I pulled back carefully 
and then slid into her again, a bit more easily. 


"All of it," she mumbled, barely coherent as she felt 
my prick rooting around in her cunt. 


"No, honey, it'll damage you," I told her and 
continued my steady plowing of her tight young furrow. 


"Please..." Who was I to refuse? I knew what was 
needed and carefully worked her legs off my shoulders. I 
could feel her opening and relaxing inside with her body 
unrolled. I raised up and used my knees to nudge her 
thighs together so she lay stretched out beneath me. I 
reached under her with one hand and cupped her ass in my 
palm while I supported my weight off her on my other 
elbow. She was even tighter this way, of course, but a 
little deeper, too. I pulled her up to me as I slid 
inside her, working carefully and slowly and more 
patiently than I really wanted to. She seemed to be 
taking a little more of my cock each time, but her 
little pussy was taking its toll of my self-control. 


"Come on -- fuck me!" Dolores murmured, groaning and 
trying to hump herself against me faster than her 
position permitted. She brought her legs up and wrapped 
them around my thighs, then threw her arms around me and 
rammed herself onto me harder than I would have dared, 
hammering her cunt on my cock and forcing herself to 
open deeper, deeper, deeper...and then felt her tiny 
pubis against my hairy mat. 


I lowered her ass as I pulled out, then began pumping 
her up at me as I pistoned, faster and harder, into her. 
Beneath me, Dolores was cumming like a breached dam, 
writhing and hunching up at me. She was crashing her 
narrow hips up at me faster, demandingly, her cunt 
squeezing and pulling at me. I rammed into her as hard 
as I could, bone to bone, and held my dick deep in her. 
My balls tightened and jerked, my cock swelled even more 
inside her and then I began erupt inside her. 


Dolores had her arms wrapped around me and quivered 
inside as she felt my cock pulse. I poured a huge load 
into her, more than I think I'd ever cum before. It 
seemed like pints of hot cream gushed into her spasming 
young pussy. She was so stuffed with cock that my jism 
started slurping out of her cunt onto my balls. Even her 
tight and stretched tighter young pussy and labia 
couldn't hold it in, given the back-pressure. She ground 
her pubis against me and continued pumping her cunt on 
my cock, even when my geysers slowed and sputtered. 


My supporting arm was trembling. Still trapped in her 
sweet pussy, I managed to roll us over on the crowded 
bed, Irene and Bonnie scrambling to make room. Then I 
lay on my back, panting, with the still shuddering 
teenager sprawled on me and my limpening dick buried in 
her continually trembling little cunt. 


Irene cuddled up next to me. "That was so hot," she 
breathed into my ear. "Seeing your big prick in her 
little cunt, seeing her cum like that, seeing you cum 
like that..." She kissed my ear, then licked it. My cock 
gave a little twitch and Dolores felt it and shook 
again. I bent my head forward and managed to kiss the 
top of her head. 


Bonnie was cuddling, too, more with her sister than 
me. She was running her hand over Dolores's narrow back, 
from her neck to her tight young ass and back again, 
murmuring and soothing. 


Dolores snuggled closer to all of us as she calmed 
down and her cunt relaxed a bit. I just lay there, 
trying to calm my racing heart, even when Bonnie 
slithered down on the bed, kissing her sister's smooth 
flesh, and pulled my limp prick out of Dolores's cunt. I 
could feel the juices pouring out onto my balls even as 
Bonnie got her face between Dolores's legs and started 
licking and sucking both of us clean. 


Some half-sleeping time later, we stirred and detached 
ourselves and started taking turns in the shower. Irene 
and I lingered, kissing and cuddling. I had the 
predictable physical reaction and suggested we do 
something about it. She suggested we wait till we were 
completely alone. I liked that, a lot, and we kissed 
some more. 


While Bonnie puttered in the kitchen, Dolores -- all 
freshly showered and smelling wonderful -- came in and 
plopped down on the bed with us. She kissed Irene and 
then kissed me. It was a sweet, loving and thoroughly 
tongue-free kiss. I began to hope that having finally 
gotten what she'd vowed to get, Dolores would now leave 
it alone. My hopes were raised even more when she saw my 
hard cock and giggled to Irene, "That's gotta be for 
you." 


"Guaranteed," I said. 


"I sure hope so," Irene said. Dolores pulled on her 
clothes, talking about what she'd felt and then talking 
about getting in a swim and maybe something to eat. 


My hopes soared. Irene was next for the shower and 
suddenly I was laying alone on the bed with my cock 
hard, but not really insistent. It had been one hell of 
a wake-up call for me. First Kate sucking me, then 
sandwiching her with her husband in her ass, then 
cramming my cock into Dolores and filling her with my 
cum. And I had an increasingly loving Irene Marie Pound 
to look forward to. 


Then the door to the front deck opened. Penny stood 
there looking at me. I realized, then, that she could 
well have been standing at the window and watching the 
entire thing. Penny came in, eyes wide and fixed on my 
dick. She finally met my gaze. "Wow." Was there a touch 
of envy in that, too? 


She took a step toward me. "So you got Bonnie and 
Irene and Mom and now, Dolores. And you and Irene are 
getting to be an item." She came to the side of the bed 
and put her tiny hand on my prick. I could see her 
nipples swollen inside her tee-shirt. She squeezed my 
cock once, still looking me in the eye. 


"I hope you're not thinking it's your turn, now," I 
said. 


"Not now," she said. "Dolores could barely handle it. 
Maybe in a couple of years, though. What do you think?" 


"I think that's something to talk about then, with 
Irene Marie Pound. I hope she'll want to have a say in 
the matter." 


She took her hand of my cock, gave me that 
mischievous, impish grin and said, "I see. Well, maybe 
then she'll say, `In for a Pound -- in for a Penny'?" 
She was backing away as she said it, but I still managed 
a direct hit with the pillow. 


She was returning fire, in style, when Irene returned 
from the shower and started helping -- Penny, that is. I 
won, of course -- barely -- but by then Irene was 
distracting me so much that I didn't notice when Penny 
crept out of the room...and closed the door. Pretty 
savvy for a kid who wouldn't even be twelve years old 
for another month! 







Well, that was a year ago last week. Kate and Mark 
have settled into a fairly swinging lifestyle, but 
they'll be canceling that in a couple of weeks. They've 
decided to have another baby. I hope like hell it's a 
boy. 


Mark's gotten his drinking under control and is back 
at work for some financial wire service. 


Dolores settled down nicely, though at Christmas 
dinner she made it clear she was wishing for an encore. 
Irene told her it would be okay only if she made the 
honors list at school. Kate tells me she has never seen 
Dolores study so hard. 


Kate and Mark and I have agreed that it was nice -- 
that one time, but not really a good idea for us to get 
together like that again. 


Bonnie and Irene get together whenever they're both in 
town. Sometimes I join them; mostly I don't. Sometimes 
Bonnie and I get together alone, but not often. It's 
just lust with us; like being hungry, the more you eat 
the less you need. I don't join Bonnie and Irene 
primarily because when Irene and I are together, we get 
totally caught up in each other, which can leave a third 
party feeling like exactly that -- the third party at a 
dance. But I don't mind the two of them getting it on 
without me. They have something special and loving and 
it doesn't threaten me. 


It was only when I felt absolutely sure about it that 
I proposed to Irene, and only when she was equally sure 
that she accepted. 


Penny and I have stayed close. She occasionally has a 
"date," (Kate has some pretty stringent restrictions on 
that) but seldom more than once with the same guy. 
Fellows her own age aren't sufficiently educated to keep 
her interest and older guys "just start growing hands 
all over the place." But every week or so, she'll come 
by my place in the city and destroy me at Scrabble or 
chess. We'll talk about all the stuff we've always 
enjoyed and sometimes she'll confide in me. Once in a 
while, she'll remind me that she's going to be gunning 
for me when she decides she ready, but I don't think she 
really means it. A shame, in a way. She's blossoming 
rapidly and is gorgeous little fox, sexy as hell. And 
she's no little kid any more; she'll be teenager in a 
few weeks. I'm going to have watch my step around her. 
In the meantime, she's gotten into computers and 
programming and I think she's probably become quite a 
hacker. (I still know just enough to use the word 
processor and database and spreadsheet and sometimes get 
the modem to send stories to magazines or my publisher; 
Penny's been a big help with that). On the other hand, 
it's also meant I had to learn how to encrypt some files 
-- like this little diary -- so she can never get into 
them. 


I shudder to think what would happen if that imp ever 
got into this file! Fortunately, the security on this 
file is totally unbreakable.