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Story title : Family At War

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Family At War (family, inc, genetics)
Author Name: Daydreamer (georgiepoorgie@mailcity.com)

***

The beginning, the middle and the end, a family is in
the process of being torn apart by ... unexpected 
discoveries. Has a high tech/genetic selection twist
with a guest appearances and performances.


Family At War - Introduction

The separation and divorce of my parents has been tough 
on all of us, the whole family. Us kids, we all thought 
our parents were happily married. Wow, were we in for a 
shock. It hurt us all to see mom and dad go through with 
it. It split the family in two, almost like two different 
countries, countries that were at war with each other. 
Sure, life had been tough. But what the heck, as the old 
saying goes, "No body ever promised a rose garden". 
Still, when it happened to our parents we just about 
could not believe it.

There are five of us kids. I am the oldest "male child", 
as my parents liked to call me. I am 20 years old and 
"was" in college. I was in the middle of my second year 
of college, at one of the state universities, nothing 
spectacular, just good solid education. I was doing 
pretty well too. I had a high B to A average in all my 
classes but with all the BS surrounding the family I 
decided to leave school, go back home and help get things 
sorted out.

Family Members:

Bill -  My Dad - Age 48
Beverly (Bev) - My Mom - Age 48
Lisa - (My Aunt, Mom's Adopted Sister)
Brenda (Boo) - My Sister - Age 18
Amanda (Mandy) - My Sister - Age 16
Tim -  My Brother - Age 14
Jack - My Brother - Age 12

Various others who enter into the story and play 
significant parts in the development of the final 
outcome, including:

Renee - Friend of Mom & Lisa's from college days and 
        current co-worker.
Jim - Renee's Son
Janet - Renee's Daughter



Chapter 1 - First Day Back
--------------------------

At home things were really depressing. When I got there 
the house was totally deserted, not a light on anywhere 
and no one was home. I was kind of surprised, it was late 
in the day, almost dark outside, and I, at least, 
expected to find the other kids there. 

When I got inside the whole place was in a shambles, 
almost looked like the place had been torn apart by 
burglars or something. I walked through the house looking 
at the mess and wondering what the heck had happened. The 
only part of the house that was not totally destroyed was 
my room, which I shared with my two younger brothers, Tim 
and Jack, ages 14 and 12. My sisters, Brenda, who we 
called Boo, age 18 and Amanda, age 16, shared a room too 
and it was totally empty, nothing, even the furniture was 
gone.

I walked through the house looking at things wondering 
what the heck had happened and saw in my mind that life 
as I used to know it was over. It almost made me cry to 
see the place in that condition. I think I was in a state 
of shock and aimlessly wandered about the house looking 
at the devastation. Eventually I found myself back in the 
living room. I could not stand to look at all the stuff 
thrown around the room and absent-mindedly began to pick 
up things to put them away.

I turned on the TV, mostly just to break the eerie 
silence of the deserted house and worked quickly at 
gathering up loose papers, clothing and other stuff 
strewn about the room. There was a lot of clothing in 
piles and I began to sort them out. Nearly all the 
clothing was stuff that belonged to either my mother or 
sisters. It looked like they had just tossed them around 
the room, almost as if they had just thrown them up in 
the air and let them fall where they may.

I spent about an hour straightening the place. I didn't 
know what to do with the clothes, most of them were still 
on hangers or partly folded, so I guessed they were clean 
enough to put away, but there was no place to put them. I 
finally decided the best thing to do was just put them 
back into my sisters room on the floor, since there was 
no furniture.

I was still working away when I heard someone at the 
door. The door was not locked, but who ever was there did 
not know it and they put a key into the lock and began to 
fiddle around with it.

I walked over to the door and opened it. It was my mother 
and sisters, they must not of expected anyone to be 
there, even though my old car was parked in the driveway, 
because they all just froze in place and had really 
scared looks on their faces.

My mom was the first to speak and she said, "We just need 
to get the rest of our stuff". She said it in such a way 
that told me that she was very intent on what she was 
doing. I quickly realized that should just back off and 
leave her alone. She was pissed off and I did not want 
her to take it out on me.

I just stood there looking at her; unable to move or talk 
because of the way she was acting. She looked at me for a 
second and then just pushed right on in the house and 
walked into the living room. I looked at my sisters 
standing outside. I started to say something, I am sure I 
looked like a fish out of water, my mouth working open 
and closed, but nothing coming out.

My sisters stood on the porch looking at me in total 
confusion. They were as upset as I was, both had red 
eyes; they'd been crying I could tell.

Finally Boo, said, "David, we need to talk, but not right 
now. Mom is really upset."

I said, "OK, but what the heck is happening?"

Just about that time, mom almost screamed at me, saying, 
"What did you do with the rest of my stuff?"

I was surprised by her loud voice and almost jumped out 
of my shirt. I turned around real quick and looked at her 
and said, "I picked them up and put them in the girls 
room".

She did not say a word just turned and walked away from 
me.

I turned back around and looked at the girls who were 
still standing outside. I said, "Is she OK?"

Boo said, "No ... what do you think. Dad threw us out 
yesterday."

With those words, Boo pushed on by me too and followed 
mom toward the back of the house.

That just left Amanda and me standing there, me in the 
living room and her just outside the door. I looked at 
her, I could tell that she was really upset and was 
crying just a little, a stray tear coursing its way down 
her cheek. I felt so bad I did not know what to do.

Finally, I said to Amanda, "Come on in. Tell me what hell 
is happening."

She almost ran into my arms, all I could do was hold on 
to her as she sobbed against my chest.

I said, "Calm down Mandy and tell me what is happening."

She was still crying but she stepped back and began to 
rub her eyes with the back of her hand.

I was kind of crying a little myself, but I was trying to 
be strong and let her get control of herself.

She said, "Well, there is a lot that has happened since 
you went off to college, things that you don't know 
about. I don't know where to start."

I said, "What is going on now?"

She said, "Mom and Dad are fighting every time they get 
in the same room. HE ... he ... made us leave yesterday 
and now we are back to get the rest of our stuff."

I said, "Why is mom so mad at me?"

She said, "Mom is mad at all of us, especially me and 
Boo."

"Why?", I asked.

She said, "Because of what happened, we had an accident."

I looked at her and she must have recognized that I did 
not understand.

She said, "Boo and me ... we... been sleeping together...

I said, "You having been sleeping in the same room since 
you were kids, what is wrong with that?"

She did not say anything, look of consternation on her 
face, and just looked at me like I was a dope. I suddenly 
realized what she was saying, or I thought I knew anyway 
and I said, "You mean ... like having ... sex?"

She just nodded her head at me and said, "Dad found out 
about it and he got really mad at us and then when he 
told mom, well they had a huge fight about it."

I was shocked by what she was telling me, but it seemed 
that since she had told me and now I knew about it that 
it was ok for her to keep talking.

She said, "Dad found out because we forgot and left the 
tape in the video camera."

I must have jumped and I said, "Oh shit."

I must have looked kind stunned because she just looked 
at me like she expected me to get mad or something. 

But I didn't get mad I was just trying to understand what 
she was saying. Finally after a long pause, I said, "Mom 
knew about it?"

She said, "Mom ... well ... it was her idea ... I mean, 
Mom ... she took the first video of me and Boo."

I was totally confused by what I had just heard and was 
shocked too. Stunned to the point that I could not speak. 
Lucky for me I did not have to speak, because Mom came 
hurrying back into the room with her arms full of stuff, 
she said, "Well, get out of the way so I can get by."

I moved out of her way and went into the living room and 
sat on the couch.

I did not notice for a few seconds that Amanda had 
followed along behind me and was standing right in front 
of me, just looking at me.

I said, "God, what a mess. What the heck is mom planning 
to do? Where are you going?"

Amanda said, "Well, we are staying at Lisa's. We went 
over there last night and then early today mom called and 
talked to Dad about it and he said we could come back and 
get the rest of our stuff."

I was in such a state that I did not even recognize what 
Mandy was talking about. My mind was totally blank for a 
second, then I began to connect again and thought about 
what she had just said. I still was not really sure whom 
they were staying with. Lisa is a pretty common name and 
all ... maybe Mom's sister, her name is Lisa, but it 
could be anyone, so I said, "Who is Lisa?"

That consternation was back on Mandy's face again and she 
got a really stressed out look in her eyes and said, 
"Mom's sister, you know Aunt Lisa." There was a very long 
pause as she tried to collect her thoughts or formulate 
how to say the next words, in a little squeaky voice she 
said, "Lisa is mom's lover too."

Man was I confused. Mandy saw that I did not know what 
the heck she was talking about and said, "David I am 
scared" and she started to cry again.

I looked at her, I felt really sorry for her, but I was 
as scared as she was. 

I said, "Mandy, I think we all need to talk about this, 
but I don't have any idea as to what to do."

She looked at me, with a desperate look on her face, and 
said, "Me neither, I am really, really scared and upset. 
Maybe I should just go help Boo and Mom."

I said, "OK, let me think for a minute ... we can talk 
some more later."

It was good that we decided that because just then Mom 
came back in from outside, she looked at me and then at 
Mandy and said, "Mandy, we need your help, now."

Mandy looked at me and said, "OK Mom." The consternation 
was gone from her face and she had a really sad look in 
her eyes as she turned to follow mom to the back of the 
house.

I sat on the couch wondering what the heck I should do. I 
tried to think about what Mandy had just told me, but my 
mind would just shut down when I did. I finally thought 
that the best thing to do was just go help them.

I walked toward the back of the house. As I got close to 
where they were, I heard them talking and stopped to 
listen.

Mom was telling the girls that they just needed to get 
their stuff and get out of the house as soon as they 
could and to hurry.

I walked on to the door of the room where they were all 
gathering up stuff. I stood there and watched them for a 
second. They were in Mom's bedroom and Boo was trying to 
disconnect the TV set. I watched them for a few seconds, 
I don't think they even knew I was there.

I said, "Boo let me do that."

Mom whipped around real defensively, like she was mad at 
me and started to say something.

I said, "Mom, I just want to help that is all. Give me a 
chance to help you."

She said, "David, I ... we ... don't need another fight."

I said, "Mom, I don't know what the heck there is to 
fight about. I just want to help you and the girls and 
then we can figure out what the heck all this means."

She looked at me really hard for a second and then she 
was crying too.

I went across the room and hugged her. She grabbed me and 
sobbed into my chest and started trying to say something.

I said, "Mom, if you want to tell me something, it can 
wait, lets just get your stuff collected and then we can 
talk later."

She managed to say, "David ... it has been so bad ... 
your father has just gone completely crazy."

I said, "OK, OK, lets worry about dad later."

She said, "Ok ... but I want you to know that none of 
this is my idea."

I said, "Alright, no problem with me. Just tell me what 
you need for me to do."

She said, "Well, right now we just need to get this stuff 
put in the car."

She stepped away from me and I turned to look at Boo. She 
was setting on the floor and just watching me. I walked 
over to her and said, "What can I do?"

Boo said, "We are taking the TV, but I can not get it 
loose from the cable wire."

I said, "Let me look" and she began to move out of the 
way.

As I leaned over the TV set Boo said, "David, I will call 
you later tonight and we can talk, OK?"

I said, "OK, I will be here."

She thought about that for a second and said, "You 
probably should not be here when Dad gets home, he is 
almost crazy about things that have happened around 
here."

I looked at her and said, "OK, where should I go?"

She said, "Why don't I just meet you some place?"

I said, "Ok, but where?"

She said, "How about at the school parking lot, around 
7:00 tonight."

I said, "Boo, it is already 7:00."

She just shook her head and said, "OK, how about 10:00 
then?"

I said, "Fine, I'll be there."

It did not take them very much longer to get all the 
stuff they wanted. I helped load the heavy stuff, TV and 
a couple of boxes into the car. I was standing in the 
driveway watching them as they got ready to leave. It 
just all felt so weird, strange, completely irrational, I 
was so confused I just stood like a statue. All I could 
see was my mother, my sisters, getting in a car to leave, 
to forever be gone from the home where our family spent 
so many wonderful years.

I was unable to control my emotions and started to cry 
again. Boo seeing me standing there in such terrible 
shape, hopped out of the car and came over to me. She 
said, "David, it is what has to be, don't try to change 
it, don't try to make it seem different than it is, just 
do what is best for YOU!"

I said, "But sis, you, mom, dad, the boys, Amanda, those 
are the things that are best for me."

She hugged me and said, "We got to go."

As she got back in the car, Amanda rolled down the window 
and said, "David, I love you!"

I rushed across the driveway and hugged her thorough the 
window. She whispered to me, "Look in your room I put 
something in there for you."

I started to say something, but she got a kind of scared 
look on her face, so I kept quite.

I stood in the driveway and waved to them as they drove 
away.

After the car was out of sight, I turned and walked back 
in the house. I had to take several deep breaths to calm 
myself down and not feel so bad. I was confident that 
what ever had happened, that as a family we could solve 
it. We had always been able to before, so we could do it 
again. I felt that we were just going thorough one of 
those bad times that so many of my friends had lived 
through and in my head I kept seeing us all together 
again, lots of happy times ahead.

As I stepped into the house I remembered what Mandy had 
said, that she had left something for me in my room. I 
walked back to see what it was.


Chapter 2 - Discovery
---------------------

When I got to my room I looked around, nothing seemed to 
be obviously laid out for me to find. I thought about it 
for a second and remembered that Mandy had said she left 
something for me, and then got the scared look on her 
face when I started to say something to her. I figured 
that whatever it was, that maybe she had put it somewhere 
so that it would not be seen if Mom went in to my room.

I looked on the desk, nothing there. Then turned to scan 
the room. The boys had not made their bed and I felt 
around on the bed, moving the covers. As I flipped the 
bedding a shoebox slipped out on the bed, the top of the 
box opened and several video cartridges tumbled out.

I picked one of them up and read the hand written label 
on it. It said, "Tape #1: 45 minutes". I picked up 
another and it said "Tape #5: 1 hour 10 minutes, looking 
down on the bed, at the other tapes, I counted them, 
there were six more tapes, and as I picked them up I read 
pretty much the same thing on each, a number with a time. 
There were a total of eight tapes.

I got the message that Mandy thought I should see them, 
so I picked them all up and headed back into the living 
room to put one in the VCR.

I popped the one, labeled Tape #1 into the VCR. The VCR 
automatically kicked into the play mode and the tape 
started to play.

I stood back from the TV and watched as the screen 
changed from all static to blue then to a picture of my 
mother or at least I thought it was my mother. I had to 
look twice to be sure, because the female on the screen 
did not look anything like any memory I had of her.

She looked like she had just stepped out of a glamour 
studio, she was really jazzed up. I mean she was really 
dressed nicely. Her hair was done like she had just come 
home from the beauty shop and the dress she had on looked 
like it cost a million bucks. She was a knock out and sex 
just seemed to flow from her to me thorough the screen. 
Heck she turned me on and it shocked me to think that I 
could see my mother as a sex object. I watched for a 
couple of seconds until I realized that her lips were 
moving and that the volume of the TV was to low for me to 
hear what she was saying.

I raised the volume enough so that I could hear her. I 
still could not believe that the lady on the screen was 
my mother, but once I heard her voice, well I was 
convenience it was her.

She was talking about the adventures of life and how she 
had so much enjoyed her childhood and the things that 
happened to her when she was young. Nothing 
extraordinary, just things that made her happy and 
memories. I listened to what she was saying and thought 
that it was good to have such wonderful memories. I was 
not in the least bit put out or concerned about what she 
was saying and then she said, "The most wonderful thing 
to happen to me was when I discovered Lisa, my older 
sister."

I was really listening hard to her and it dawned on me 
that the Lisa that Mandy had said they were staying with 
was my Aunt Lisa, but Mandy had also said, something 
about mom's lover too.

Mom continued to talk about Lisa and how much her life 
was changed by Lisa. She went on and on about it and 
nothing she said was the least bit wrong. Then she said, 
"It was Lisa that made me who and what I am. I will 
forever love her for it and because of what she did for 
me, I have done the same thing for my daughters." With 
those words, she faded off the screen and music began to 
play, really nice music, and a title faded into view. The 
title said, "Discovery of Life and Happiness."

What appeared next really shocked me. I have seen a few 
X-rated videos, sex on the screen was not a new thing for 
me and that was what was depicted. The tape showed an 
extreme close up of the ass and frontal pelvic area of 
two women. One of them was wearing a strap-on dildo and 
was shoving it into the one in front of her. The sound 
track played the sounds of them as they moaned and 
grunted. One of them was moaning "fuck me, fuck me", over 
and over and the other was driving the dildo deeply into 
her with every roll of her hips.

The astonishing part of what was going on was that the 
voices sounded vaguely familiar and I suddenly realized 
that the voices were those of my sisters, or at least I 
thought so.

I continued to watch what was happening on the screen. 
They did it with the dildo for several more minutes and 
the close up shot stayed pretty much the same.

Slowly the camera panned back to reveal the whole scene 
and then there was no doubt it was my sisters doing this 
to each other.

Boo was on her hands and knees and Mandy was behind her 
shoving the dildo into Boo. Boo had her ass up in the air 
and her chest pressed flat into the bed and was moaning 
to every jab that Mandy made. Boo kept saying fuck me 
over and over and moaning in rhythm to the dildo being 
pushed into her.

The camera panned down to Boo's face and the sexual 
excitement was there, it was obvious that she liked what 
was happening.

Who ever was operating the camera, I figured it was my 
mother, was doing a pretty good job. The focus was good 
and she seemed to know where and when to move the camera. 
She scanned it up across Boo's body and zoomed in on the 
dildo going in and out of Boo. Then slowly up the front 
of Mandy to her breasts. Mandy's hands were on her 
breasts and she was squeezing her nipples one then the 
other and they were like mountains of bumpy flesh. Then 
slowly up to Mandy's face and the look of pure lust was 
there too.

Boo's voice suddenly got louder, she was saying "Fuck me 
goddamn it, I am almost there, fuck me deeper."

The camera quickly moved back to Boo's face. She had her 
eyes tightly closed and was almost not breathing, she 
would suck in a deep breath and then exhale it all so 
quickly, her breath coming in huge gasps. Suddenly she 
started to orgasm and her face was a total mask of lust, 
she suddenly raised up on her arms and was almost jumping 
backward into Mandy and the dildo.

The camera moved around behind them, Mandy had her legs 
spread real wide and the camera zoomed in on the dildo as 
it was driven time after time into Boo.

Clear fluid was running out of Boo in a steady rivulets, 
the camera panned down to the wet spot that was growing 
on the bed then back up to Boo's cunt and the dildo.

Mandy pressed the dildo deep into Boo and just held it 
there. Boo continued to jerk back in her orgasm, but the 
dildo stayed buried deep.

They stayed like that for a while and then slowly Boo 
moved off the dildo and even more fluid came from her.

The camera moved back around to the front and Boo was 
laying flat on her stomach. She looked at the camera and 
said, "That was the best, god, I loved it." Then she 
looked up toward Mandy and said, "Your turn?".

Boo reached out and took hold of Mandy and slowly pulled 
her onto the bed.

The strap-on dildo bobbing and weaving as she moved on to 
the bed.

Mandy laid down beside Boo and Boo began to stroke her 
hair and said, "Nice one little sister, now I will make 
you feel the same way."

Boo said, "Do you want the dong?"

Mandy said, "No, it hurts me, just make love to me, you 
know how it feels best for me."

Boo laughed and said, "Yes, I know little sister."

Boo started out by removing the dildo from Mandy's hips. 
She unsnapped the straps and tossed it off the bed, it 
hit the floor with a loud thud.

Boo then began to kiss Mandy's stomach and rub the inside 
of Mandy's legs with her hands.

Mandy just leaned back on the bed and closed her eyes, 
concentrating on what was happening to her.

I watched the entire tape, all of it was sex between my 
sisters.

The sex just kept going on and on, nothing else on the 
tape. I almost got tired of watching it, but I knew that 
I had to watch and learn for myself what the whole 
situation was. It was clear to me that my sisters were 
lesbians, no other explanation even fit.

I felt really bad for a couple of minutes about the whole 
thing. However, the more I thought about what I had just 
seen the more sense it made to me. Mom's explanations at 
the beginning of the tape, the way she described her life 
and how much it meant to her, well it just seemed kind of 
not so bad. 

The fact that neither of my sisters were sluts for guys, 
at least to my knowledge, even made it seem more right. 
Finally, it sort of permeated my mind that what they were 
doing to each other was not so bad. In some ways it kind 
of excited me that they would do that to and for each 
other. Then I thought about dad again and I could see a 
very difficult situation for him.

I could see why dad had been so upset by it and even 
understood why he was probably half out of his mind. But 
then, why destroy the family? There was no rational 
reason as far as I could see, at least not right now.

I looked at my watch, it was almost 9:30, I wondered 
where dad and the boys were and thought that maybe I 
should go meet Boo. I figured they would be home when I 
got back.

I pulled the tape from the VCR, gathered up the others 
and put them back in my room. I figured that I had best 
hide them, so I put them back in the box and started to 
put them in the top of the clothes closet.

Then I though, hey I might as well take them with me. I 
could talk to Boo about them. It was my idea just to show 
her the tapes and say that I knew and understood what was 
happening. I still loved my sisters just as much as ever 
and I wanted her to know that.


Chapter 3 - Meeting of the Minds & My Boo-Boo


I hurried out of the house, worried that I might meet Dad 
and the boys coming home, but I was lucky and got away 
before anyone else showed up. I could just imagine what 
must be going through Dad's mind and the boys being so 
young, wow they must be really under the gun.

The drive over to the school took only a few minutes and 
as I pulled into the parking lot, I spotted Boo's little 
car. It was almost 10:15 when I got there the parking lot 
lights were all on so I could see Boo setting in the car. 
As I pulled up beside her, she recognized me too and kind 
of waved at me. She pointed at the seat in her car and so 
I hopped out to walk around to her car. It was a really 
nice night and she had the windows of the car open 
letting the nice summer breeze blow through.

As I closed the door on my car, Boo said something but I 
did not hear what it was because of the noise made when I 
slammed door on my old junky car. As soon as the echo of 
the door silenced I asked her what she said.

She said, "David, I don't want to fight with you, just I 
need to explain a few things."

I said, "Boo, I don't want to fight either, I am really 
confused by what has happened today. I just need someone 
to explain a few things to me."

As I got out of the car, I had picked up one of the 
videotapes and just stood there with it in my hands 
waiting for Boo to make the next move.

She could not see what I had in my hands, since I was on 
the opposite side of my car from her.

She looked at me for a second and then said, "Well, I 
guess I can ... maybe ..., I don't know ... "

I said, "Boo there are a few things I know and a lot that 
I don't. You asked me to meet you ... so ...?"

She said, "God, David I am just so confused ... "

I said, "Well, you acted like you wanted me to come over 
there, why don't I set in your car, we can talk. At least 
we won't have to yell at each other across the parking 
lot?"

She said, "OK, get in."

I walked to the back of my car and over to the passenger 
side of hers. I opened the door and sat down, I even left 
the door open just in case she wanted me to get out 
really quick. As I sat down, I put the videotape in the 
floor in front of the seat so that Boo did not see it.

I sat down next to her and she just stared out the front 
window of the car. She never said a word for what seemed 
like an eternity. I was really confused and did not know 
what I should say, if anything.

We both started to say something at the same time.

I said, "Boo ..." and she said, "David ... "

We both got a laugh out that and it broke the ice between 
us.

I said, "Damn, Boo what a mess things are ... "

She got really quite for a second and said, "David ... ah 
... you don't know the half of it!"

I suddenly got the impression that she was not going to 
tell me anything. I could not see her face very clearly, 
but I got the feeling that she was just going to tell me 
to stay out of it. I could see her shoulders and back get 
kind of stiff and I knew then that I had to do something. 
I pulled the videotape out from where I had it and kind 
of tossed it on the seat.

The rattle it made when it hit the seat between us 
startled her, she jumped like I had thrown a rattlesnake 
on to the seat.

She looked at the tape for a second, picked it up and 
read the label.

She tossed it back on the seat and in a voice filled with 
venom said, "Well, I can see you know more than I 
thought!"

I looked at her, and even though I could not see her face 
really well, I could feel the look of total defiance that 
was there.

I knew right then that if I did not calm her down that 
she was going to toss me right out of the car, so I said, 
"Mandy left that in my room at home. I think she wanted 
me to know."

She said, "Yeah, the little bitch ..."

I did not let her finish, I said, "Look Boo, I don't care 
about it ... I mean, I don't have bad feelings ... ah ... 
Shit ... I don't know how to say it."

She looked at me and said, "You mean your not disgusted 
... or sick ... Shit! ... or mad about it?

I said, "Boo, I honestly do not know what I think right 
now ... I think I am more worried about what is happening 
to all of us than anything."

All she said was, "ME TOO!"

We just sat there for a little while, my brain was 
running a thousand miles an hour, but my thoughts were so 
jumbled up that nothing made any sense to me. I could see 
that Boo was in the same condition, Finally, I exhaled a 
huge breath and sighed, and said, "Whew, there is just so 
much to think about and nothing makes any sense to me."

She was looking at me and then glanced down at the tape 
lying in the seat and said, "Goddamn video tapes!"

I kind of chuckled, not a laugh, not with any humor in it 
anyway. I said, "Well, that is a good place to start 
talking ... what happened with them ... I mean ... well 
... Mandy left a whole box of them on my bed"

She kind of flicked her head to the side, a movement that 
indicated resignation, but still she did not say 
anything."

I got the message, she did not want to talk about the 
videos, so I said, "OK, lets skip that and talk about how 
this all got to this situation ... I mean with everyone."

She said, "OK, let me think for a second, I need to get 
my thoughts organized, your asking me to talk about 
something that is hard to explain."

I said, "I understand that for sure."

She sat there breathing deeply and nodding her head and 
then she started talking.

She told me a long story and I just sat quietly listening 
to her.

She started with Mom and Aunt Lisa and explained how she 
had discovered things about them, mostly by just watching 
them and figuring things out for herself.

I remembered a lot of the things she said about them, but 
I have to admit, that the things that Boo noticed had an 
all-together different meaning to her than they did to 
me.

For instance, Boo talked about how Mom and Lisa used to 
spend so much time together at our house, or Mom would 
spend time over at Lisa's. To me, I only saw two sisters, 
two people who liked to be together and who enjoyed each 
other's company. I never thought anything about it other 
than exactly that, but Boo, she told me things about them 
that I never saw, or saw but just did not recognize.

Boo explained things like how when we got home from 
school, that Lisa would be at our house and that there 
would be little indications, things like how giggly they 
were, how they seemed to be in such a good mood with each 
other all the time. Heck, to me they were just being 
girls, I thought all girls spent a major part of their 
time giggling. I even told Boo that, but Boo said that 
yes, girls, girls ... not women! According to Boo, women 
are not supposed to be that way, laughing and giggling 
like they were 12 or 13.

I even said that I thought they were just happy and Boo, 
just slumped her shoulders and told me that I did not 
understand. I had to admit that she was right.

She then told me about one time when she had to go home 
from school, she was about 14 and her period had started 
at school and made a mess out of her panties and she had 
to go home to get clean ones. When she got to the house, 
Aunt Lisa's car was in the driveway, but when she got in 
the house it was so quite that she at first did not think 
anyone was home., that maybe they had gone somewhere in 
Mom's car.

Anyway, she went to her room, which meant that she had to 
walk right by the door to Mom and Dad's bedroom. The door 
was not closed and when she looked in Mom and Lisa were 
having sex and were so caught up in the act that they did 
not even see or hear her. Mom was on the bed and Lisa was 
behind her, both were facing away from the door, so they 
never even knew that Boo had seen them.

Boo said that for a few months she was really confused by 
what she had seen, but she did not know what to do. There 
was no one else she could talk to about it, especially 
not anyone in the family. The only thing she felt was 
that she had to keep it a secret and not tell anyone. It 
caused her a lot of worry and confusion and made her feel 
a lot different about both Mom and Lisa.

She said that Mom must have picked up on it because Mom 
began to hover around her. Asking her what was wrong, why 
she was so quite around Lisa, why she was so withdrawn 
toward Mom. It got to the point that Mom was as worried 
about Boo as Boo was worried about Mom.

Mom must have talked to Lisa about it too, because Lisa 
stopped being at our house so much. I even remembered 
that and told Boo that I remembered when Lisa stopped 
being at the house so much when we got home from school.

Boo told me that after a long time, Mom had said to her 
that they needed to have a "girl to girl talk" and sat 
her down and asked her a bunch of questions. Boo was 
almost 15 when Mom decided it was time for their chat and 
at first thought that Boo was having "man problems".

Boo said that Mom wanted her to tell her what the matter 
was, but she was to scared to do it and never told her 
what she knew, at least not at the first talk they had.

Mom still thought that Boo's changes had been caused by 
"boys" and kept after her. Boo would come home from 
school and go quietly to her room and just stay there. 
Again, I had to admit that I remembered those times too, 
but I never thought about it being anything other than 
just Boo being Boo.

One day when we all got home from school and Lisa was 
there Boo had gotten mad at Lisa. I remembered it because 
it made such a mess out of everything. Boo had snapped at 
Lisa, saying something like, "Your here!" and just ran 
off to her bedroom.

The reaction from Lisa was far greater than I or the 
other kids expected. She just grabbed up her purse and 
the bag that she always carried and told mom that she 
would see her later and left. Mom acted kind of like she 
was in shock for the rest of the day.

I guess she got the message that Boo knew about them. 
Anyway, a few days later Boo got so mad about it that she 
went to mom and told her that she needed to talk to her.

Mom treated it like a "Mother/Daughter" confidential 
chat.

Boo did not know where to start, only that she was mad at 
Lisa and needed to tell Mom. Boo and just blustered it 
out to mom, telling her about the time when she came home 
to get clean clothes.

Mom wasn't the least bit upset by what Boo said. Mom told 
her that yes they did what Boo had seen and they did it 
whenever they felt like it, that it was their way to cope 
with themselves. Boo said that at first she just looked 
at mom like she was crazy, that there was something 
really wrong with her and told mom that.

Mom had not gotten upset with her and they had a long 
discussions about the relationship between Mom and her 
sister. It took them several weeks actually before Boo 
finally understood everything about them. A couple of 
times Lisa had been there and discussed it with her too. 
In the end Boo had come to realize that what Mom and Lisa 
had was OK, there was nothing terribly wrong with what 
they did, especially since they did it because they loved 
each other so much.

I told Boo that I could understand about Mom and Lisa, 
but what about her and Mandy.

Boo told me that after she come to realize that what Mom 
and Lisa did, that she thought that it was OK for her and 
Mandy to be the same way. I said almost the same thing to 
her as she had said to Mom, that I thought it was 
strange, not good, maybe even a little bad for them.

Boo had laughed and told me that I would eventually come 
to realize that it was none of those things. That she and 
Mandy were only human beings, that they loved each other 
dearly and that no matter what they did, that in the end, 
they were still just Mandy and Boo.

I agreed with that 100% and then asked her if they were 
"Lesbians".

She laughed and said that she did not think they were 
lesbians, at least not truly lesbians, because they both 
still thought about having sex with men. She asked me if 
I had watched any of the tape and I said that I had 
watched part of the first one. She said that the first 
tapes really did not give me a whole picture of them and 
that I should watch more of them before I made up my mind 
about them.

I wanted her to know that I saw the sex with the dildo. I 
did not know how to say what I saw so I told her that I 
had watched her making love to Mandy from behind.

She explained that making love like that, with her 
wearing it, was what she and Mandy both liked the most. 
That feeling it inside of her was what felt the best.

I told her that it looked so weird and gross.

She said that no matter what it looks like, it is safe, 
it is fun and it makes us both very happy.

I said that I understood those things, but I just could 
not cope with all of it at the same time.

She said for me to think about it and after awhile that I 
would understand better. That for me to try and change 
it, to try and make them NORMAL would not change a thing 
that they would still be the same people no matter how 
long, how hard, or how bad I wanted it to change.

I realized that she was exactly right and the whole thing 
began to change, the pictures of them in my mind began to 
not be the way it was only a couple of minutes before. I 
saw my sisters as being only human, being ordinary, being 
who they are, and most importantly, I realized that I 
still loved them just as much as before.

I told Boo exactly that. What I said seemed to make her 
much happier and I could see her relax. She told me that 
I could say that right now, but it would be a long time, 
maybe a couple of years, before I fully accepted it.

I said that I did not think so. That I found it very 
exciting, even sexually exciting, that when I had watched 
the tape I even imagined myself as being the person 
behind Mandy.

She was looking me right in the face when I said that and 
she said she would have to think about that one and she 
laughed.

We talked for a little while longer, mostly about the 
whole situation and we both realized that there was 
nothing we could do to change most of it. Finally we 
agreed that we needed to talk more, maybe tomorrow, and 
then decided that it was time for us to go home.

I gave her a big hug and she hugged me back and as I was 
getting out of the car she asked me, "Are you serious 
about what you said about Mandy?"

I said, "Yes, I think I am."

She said, "OK, watch the last video tape, the newest one 
and we will talk about it."

I looked kind of curious at her and she said, "Just watch 
it, OK!"

I laughed and she said, "Bye, I will call you tomorrow."

I waved to her as she drove out of the parking lot.

I stood around in the parking lot thinking about what Boo 
and I had talked about, wondering what the hell was going 
on with my little part of the world. I did not know what 
was going to happen with the family, the situation was 
just so messed up that nothing made sense to me. I knew 
that I had to face Dad, and the younger boys were 
definitely going to be a challenge. I knew that things at 
home would never be the same, but the more I thought 
about that, the more I realized that I just had to let 
things happen as they would. I was nearly out of the 
house anyway, sure school still had to be taken care of, 
but I figured that if worse came to worse that I could 
still do what I knew I had to do. Mandy had summed it all 
up when she told me that I needed to take care of myself 
first and that was what I decided I would have to do.

I got in the car and headed back to the house. I dreaded 
what I thought I would find there.

As I drove home I thought about what Boo had told me to 
do ... to watch the newest videotape. I kept seeing 
images of Boo making love to Mandy in my mind and every 
time I almost felt like I was there in her place. It 
dawned on me, that not only did I see myself in those 
pictures, it was almost like I had to be in them, like I 
was the missing link, that if I was there that everything 
would be fine and life would be OK.


Chapter 4 - Hurry Home to Daddy
-------------------------------

The trip back home seemed to take much longer than it 
took for me to get to the school originally. I think I 
realized that if Dad was home, that I would have to see 
him and probably face all the BS that he was going 
through.

Dad was always really strict on us kids. I sometimes was 
thankful that he was the way he was, mostly because it 
gave me a lot of control and will power the first couple 
years I'd been in college. Where a lot of my friends 
flunked out because of all the partying, I had managed to 
stay out of the party crowd and get decent grades. I 
could look back at the way my dad treated us as kids and 
see that most of my self-control came from him and I 
really appreciated it.

But even though he was, perhaps, the rock in my life that 
kept me stable and in control of myself, I could see that 
those same traits were going to make all these problems 
really hard on him. I just hoped that he did not decide 
to take his wrath out on me.

As I drove up to the house I knew that he was there, heck 
anyone could tell that someone was home. Every light in 
the house was on and the front door was standing wide 
open.

I walked up to the door and looked inside. Dad was 
setting in a chair and had his eyes closed. I opened the 
door and walked in, he never moved a muscle. I walked on 
over to where he was and touched him and said, "Dad, you 
awake." Still nothing and I looked around and then I 
realized that he was drunk, so drunk he appeared to be 
passed out. There was a half-empty glass setting on the 
table beside him and I picked it up and smelled it, 
bourbon or whiskey, something really strong. Then I 
noticed the bottle setting on the floor by his feet, I 
bent over and picked it up, it was an almost empty bottle 
of Scotch.

I sipped the drink and decided what the heck I need one. 
I looked at Dad, he was snoring to beat the band and I 
decided right then that to wake him would probably be a 
mistake. I left him setting in the chair and walked back 
to my and the boys room, thinking that they would 
probably be in bed. The bedroom was empty, so I decided 
to see if they were maybe in mom and dad's room. I walked 
in there and they were not in there either. I realized 
that they were not home and it worried me for a little 
while, but I knew that wherever they were it was probably 
safer for them than to be here.

I walked around the house and turned off the lights and 
closed the front door, figuring that I might as well go 
to bed for the night. I walked by and checked on dad one 
more time, he was still out cold.

I went on back to my room, closed the door and sat down 
on the bed. I sat there for a few minutes thinking about 
what had happened to me during, perhaps, the worst day of 
my whole life.

I looked around at the boy's room, their stuff was all 
still where it usually was and for a second I felt like 
nothing had happened at all.

Then I remembered what Boo had said about watching the 
first video. At the same time I remembered that I had 
left the video in Boo's car and it worried me. I kind of 
panicked and decided that I should call her and tell her 
to get it out of the car.

I ran back to the front of the house and grabbed the 
portable phone and headed back to my room. Once I got 
back in the room I scanned the phone list and found 
Lisa's number on the speed dial list. I pressed the 
buttons and listened to the phone ring. On the third 
ring, a voice said hello and I said, "This is David, can 
I speak with Boo?"

The voice on the other end of the line I recognized as 
Lisa's. She said, "Oh, hi David, Boo just got back in and 
we have all been talking about you. I think what you said 
to her is wonderful. Just a second and I will get her."

I sat holding the phone and wondering what Boo had told 
them. It was only a couple of seconds before Boo came on 
and said, "Hi David, what's up?"

I said, "Boo I left the video in your car ... "

Before I could finish she said, "Yeah, I know, I got it."

I said, "Good, I was worried that someone else might find 
it, we already got one to many people that know about 
them."

She laughed and said, "You are certainly right about 
that. Oh, I told Mom and Lisa what we talked about and it 
made them real happy to know that you are not so upset 
about things. I even mentioned what you said about Mandy. 
Mandy really liked that" and she started laughing.

I said, "Boo, I am still pretty confused, I need to think 
about what I did say and maybe I didn't mean it."

Boo laughed again and said, "Well big brother, Mandy's 
heart will be broken if I tell her that."

I was really concerned now and said, "But Boo I don't 
think I really know what I meant, I mean ... "

She said, "Did you watch the tape yet?"

I said, "No, I just got home and Dad is here."

She said, "Oh shit, is he still all wound up?"

I said, "No, he's passed out in the living room, he's 
been drinking Scotch, enough to be blotto!"

She said, "Well that is probably lucky for you, cause he 
was really mad and confused early today, if I were you I 
would not bother him, leave him alone until tomorrow."

I said, "That is my plan, I am not sure I could talk to 
him right now anyway, even if he was sober."

She said, "OK, you watch that tape and I will talk to you 
later, can I call you in a couple of hours?"

I said, "Sure, call me whenever you want to, but maybe I 
should just call you back in a little while? We don't 
want to wake up dad."

She said, "You right about that, call me after you 
"critique" the tape."

I said, "OK, I'll talk to you in a little while."

She said, "Bye, I love you David, always remember that."

I said, "I love you to Sis and tell mom and Mandy I love 
them too."

She said, "OK, talk to you soon."

We both hung up the phone.

I looked around at the boy's room, there was a TV set, 
but no VCR. Mom and the girls had taken the one from the 
bedroom so I wondered for a second how I was going to 
watch the video. I remembered that there was an old one 
in Dad's office that he sometimes used to watch videos 
sent to him by clients or product suppliers and I decided 
I would go see if it was still there.

I walked to the front of the house and looked at dad. He 
had not moved a muscle and was still zonkers, sound 
asleep.

I walked past him on the way to the office, which was in 
an area kind of in the back of the garage.

I had not been in the office before, when I turned off 
all the lights, and the light was on when I opened the 
door. Not only were the lights on, but the TV was on to 
and it was displaying a blue screen, like the VCR was on.

I looked at the VCR and sure enough it was on. I punched 
the eject button and a tape popped out. It did not have a 
label on it and I wondered what it was, thinking that 
this was probably the one that dad found that caused all 
hell to break loose.

I pushed it back into the machine and it automatically 
kicked into the play mode. The same static screen as 
before, when I played the first video, but this time when 
the image cleared up, there was no voice, just an instant 
picture of two women engaged in sex. The women were Boo 
and Lisa. I watched them going at each other, wow was it 
hot sex. The sound was turned down to low for me to hear 
it, but I did not need to hear what was happening to 
realize that I was watching two women have sex that 
really liked what they were doing to each other. I 
watched the whole scene, all the way to the end, they 
both experienced the most awesome orgasms, no faking it 
like in the porno tapes the guys sometimes brought to the 
dorm at school.

Once they were done with each other, they smiled at the 
camera and got up off the bed. Two more women immediately 
replaced them, one of them was Mandy, but the other girl 
was someone that I did not know, or at least I was not 
sure that I knew her. I thought that I maybe had seen her 
when I was still in high school, but I was not sure.

They did not waste any time, immediately they began to 
make love to each other. Real French kissing and stroking 
each other. I mean it was hot, and it was having an 
effect on me, my cock was as hard as stone, it was all I 
could do to keep from grabbing myself.

I did not watch all of the scene with Mandy and the other 
girl. I thought that I should watch the video, the one 
that Boo wanted me to see. So I stopped the machine and 
ejected the tape. I had to go back to my room and get the 
video out of the box, so I hurried out, looking again at 
dad on way by. No problem with him, if anything he was 
more out of it than before, having kind of slipped down 
in the chair and was totally unaware of anything.

I ran on back to my room, got out the box of videos and 
headed back to the office. Once back in the office, it 
only took a second to find the video and put it in the 
machine.

It started playing and I sat back in the desk chair to 
watch.

The video started with Mandy in the shower. She was 
acting perfectly natural, washing her hair and her body. 
The video then panned to the right and there was a man 
standing in front of the mirror, or at least it looked 
like a man since they were dressed in men's clothing.

The video zoomed in on the man, but it was not a man, it 
was Boo. That was when I realized that she was wearing 
some of my old work clothes, including a baseball cap 
with her hair pushed up under it.

I noticed that Boo was saying something, but I still had 
the volume to low for me to hear it, so I decided that I 
should hear what she was saying.

I stopped the video and pressed rewind. It only took a 
second to rewind to the beginning. I pressed play again 
and also turned up the volume and waited. This time when 
the fuzzy screen cleared, there was a voice that said, 
"Mandy and David's Afternoon Delight". Then the video 
started playing, all I could hear in the beginning was 
the noise made by the shower and a few grunts and groans 
that Mandy made as she washed herself.

Then from the background I heard Boo say, "Mandy, you 
going to spend all day in there?" She even said it in 
kind of husky voice, like she was playing me in a movie 
role.

Mandy replied, "David, you know how smelly I am after I 
do my exercises. I want to be clean and sweet for you."

Boo said, "I like it when you are clean and sweet. I just 
love to taste your sweet pussy just after you shower".

They continued this chitchat back and forth, one would 
say something and the other would say something back, all 
of it very, very, sexually oriented.

Boo said, "Mandy, if you don't come on out of there I 
will have to just come in there with you."

Mandy said, "Oh, now that sounds wonderful, why don't 
you?"

Boo started taking off her clothes. As she turned toward 
the camera I could see a huge bulge in the front of the 
pants she had on.

It only took her a few seconds to get undressed. Once she 
was almost totally nude, she turned toward the camera and 
said, "Mandy, Oh Mandy, my fuck bunny, I got something 
for you!" Boo had taken off all her clothing except for a 
pair of my underwear and she had a penis sticking out 
through the fly. From the distance the camera was away 
from her, it looked like she had a real penis, it was the 
right color and everything, very life like in looks. I 
realized that the reason she did not pull of the 
underwear was to keep the straps of the dildo hidden.

Just about that time the screen got kind of blurry as 
Mandy stepped into the picture from the side. She had a 
towel wrapped around her body and as she stepped up close 
to Boo, she released it and let it fall to the floor. She 
was still damp from the shower and her hair was wet.

She stepped up to Boo and threw both of her arms around 
Boo's neck and they began to kiss.

I could hear Mandy muttering, "Oh David, I want you to 
fuck me, I am so hot and ready, please put your cock into 
me."

I watched them make love. Mandy kept talking to Boo as if 
she were talking to me. I got the message, the video 
combined with what Boo had said to me earlier. Mandy 
seriously wanted me, her brother to fuck her. What 
shocked me was that I seriously wanted to do it to her.

I watched the rest of the video, there were three more 
little scenes, each with someone playing the role of me.

After I watched it all, I just sat there wondering what 
the hell had really happened to make things so strange. I 
wanted to do exactly what all the scenes in the video 
pictured me doing, I wanted to do it in the worst way, 
but I was still really shocked and was not at all sure 
what the final out come would be.



Chapter 5 - David Phones
-------------------------

I sat at the desk for a few more minutes thinking and 
wondering what I expected from Boo when I called her and 
not at all sure that I should call at all. I had agreed 
to call her and she knew that I had already had plenty of 
time to watch the tape, since I had watched a good 
portion of the other one too.

I picked up the phone and punched the auto dial for Lisa. 
I realized that Lisa to me was no longer "Aunt Lisa", 
just Lisa. I could tell that my brain was already 
adapting to the new situations in my life.

The phone did not ring a whole ring before it was 
answered and Boo said, "Well, Big Brother, what did you 
see?" and started laughing.

I said, "Well, I guess I know a little bit about my other 
little sister that I did not know before."

Boo laughed and said, "You do not know the half of it. 
That girl is hot for you."

I said, "I got the message ... but is it real or is it 
just her imagination?"

Boo said, "Probably a little of both, hey why don't you 
come over here and find out?"

I said, "YOU MEAN NOW?"

She said, "Why not? Can things get more screwed up than 
they already are?"

I didn't think when I said, "Probably not. You want me to 
come over to Lisa's right now?"

She said, "Yes, come on over we are all awake, none of us 
have slept much the past couple of days anyway."

I said, "OK, I'll be there soon as I can get there."

She said, "Fine, see you real soon, Big Brother."

I hung up the phone, gathered up the videos, making sure 
to put the TV back in the same condition it was in before 
and headed out.

Dad was still out of it, no problems from him for tonight 
anyway.

I took the video back to my room, gathered up the others 
and hurried out.

The drive over to Lisa's took me only about 10 minutes 
and I took the few minutes to think more about the events 
of the past few hours. It was a beautiful night, a full 
moon out, the sky so clear, a million stars shinning in 
the heavens, if the events of the day had been different 
it would have been a near perfect day for me. Everything 
seemed so unreal. I actually felt some kind of strange 
deep centered elation about the past few hours, a 
closeness to the female side of my family that I had 
never felt. As strange as the videotapes were, and it did 
seem strange to me, the images that kept flashing through 
my mind were just so far beyond my most erotic dreams, I 
felt almost high on life. A new kind of sexually 
simulated excitement was raging through my blood that 
made all of those things seem wildly desirable.

Maybe, just maybe, that old life was gone and a new and 
even better one was replacing it. I certainly hoped so 
because I still realized that the other side, Dad and the 
boys, still had a lot of troubling times in front of 
them. I suddenly realized that I had separated myself 
from both, I felt close to the girls, but I wasn't in 
there camp and I felt alienated from the men, even though 
I had not spent any time with them yet.

I pulled into Lisa's driveway, parking my old clunker 
next to Boo's little car. I slowly climbed out of the 
car, and stretched my back and yawned, I was getting a 
little tired. It had been a long day and I felt like it 
was going to be a long night too, at least what little of 
it was left. Suddenly thinking of how long this day 
seemed to have gotten, I glanced down at my watch, "1:17 
in the morning, soon I will see the dawn of a new day and 
probably the beginning of a new life."

I began to move toward the door. Suddenly a reluctance to 
do so seemed to flash through me. I stopped just outside 
the door wondering what the hell I would find inside the 
house. My imagination was running a thousand miles an 
hour, images ranged from a house full of totally naked 
women to an insane asylum.

I stopped, turned and looked back the car, there seemed 
to be a feeling of great need to escape deep inside of 
me. A little squeaking noise from behind me sent a course 
of chill bumps up the center of my back. I glanced over 
my shoulder and the silhouette of a person was standing 
in the door. The bright light from inside the house made 
it hard for me to tell whom it was. I looked away and 
Boo's voice said, "Amazingly beautiful night, huh?"

I said, "Yes, for all the strangeness of this day, 
tonight is so different for some reason."

She said, "I know what you mean, it has been a day to 
remember. Come on in, we want to talk to you."

I glanced back at her. I still could not see her face 
because of the bright lights, I said, "OK, just needed to 
catch my breath, sure seems harder than normal to breath 
the past few hours."

She laughed, "Yeah, I can relate to that too."

I slowly turned to go in the house, as I did Boo swung 
the storm door open.

When I got close to her, she put her arms up and moved 
toward me. I let her hug me close to her and I hugged her 
back. We stood like that for a little longer than either 
of had planned. I did not want to let go of her, she was 
shivering and I was in bad need of a little security hug 
myself.

After a long moment, I felt her releasing me and I 
automatically turned her loose, even though I really did 
not want to. As she turned to go back into the main part 
of the house I noticed that she had on her pajamas, the 
same ones she normally wore back home, kind of a loose 
fitting pants and top made of satin. 

As she moved away she said, "Mom is out of it, she went 
to bed just after we got back here awhile ago. Mandy is 
also in bed, but I think she is awake, had some studying 
to do. Lisa and I are the only ones not totally whacked 
out."

I said, "Oh, maybe I should ... . ?"

Boo said, "We want to talk to you, Lisa and me."

I just said, "OK" and followed her into the house.

As we entered the living room, Lisa who was setting on 
the couch, hopped up and moved across the room toward me, 
a look of deep concern on her face. She was also wearing 
her pajamas, but hers was just a short, pink camisole, 
with thin straps over her shoulders that revealed a lot 
of skin, especially the tops of her breasts.

She held out her arms to me and I moved into her. She 
asked, "Are you doing OK?"

As I hugged her, I said, "Yeah, I think so. Sure has been 
a different kind of day."

She said, "Just let Aunt Lisa hold you, things will get 
better."

I held her for a few seconds. It was a strange kind of 
hug, she kind of snuggled up to me, a really feminine 
kind of action and I could feel her and smell her. The 
feeling of her hair on my face was exquisite. I could 
feel the softness of her breasts pressing into my chest 
and even the hard little point of her nipples sticking 
me.

I heard a soft laugh behind me and Boo said, "You two 
best stop that, we need to talk, remember."

Lisa said, "We need a hug right now, you too, come on 
over here, it's group hug time."

I felt Boo move in beside Lisa and I placed my arms 
around both of them. I managed to glance down at Lisa's 
face, she was not looking at me, but into Boo's eyes and 
I saw her give Boo a little wink.

I held them both to me and just suddenly felt all the 
stress and strain of the day began to ebb away. Boo 
snuggled into my arms too and held me around the chest 
really tight, squeezing me so hard it was hard for me to 
breath.

A minute or more we stood like that before Lisa said, 
"Hey folks, this is nice and I could stay like this 
forever, but we got to talk!"

I turned loose of Boo and Lisa and they moved away from 
me. I watched Lisa as she moved away, she seemed almost 
to float away.

I was so intent on her, that I was kind of embarrassed 
when I looked over at Boo, she had a really wild 
expression in her eyes, I mean like she was super 
jealous. The look seemed to fade away as I looked at her, 
a kind of knowing smile replaced it.

Lisa said, "OK, a few things are important for David to 
understand about us and the rules of the house."

I suddenly realized that Lisa had her own agenda in all 
of the bullshit that had happened and she was making no 
bones about it, she had a plan and I should listen to 
her.

I said, "Alright, let's talk about it."

Boo did not say a word, just moved over to the love seat 
across from Lisa and sat down.

I took the easy chair, directly in the middle, they were 
sitting across the small space between the chair and the 
couches and I could see them both without turning my 
head.

Lisa said, "First, you understand our situation?"

I said, "I don't know all ... well ... a little, I 
guess."

Lisa was going to be pretty straight forward, I could 
tell by the way she was looking into my eyes, but she 
acted like she wanted me to say more something else, so I 
said, "I talked with Boo awhile ago, then I ... watched 
..."

Lisa laughed at my lack of words and said, "OK, we all 
know about those and what they show about us "girls". 
There are many things though that cannot be understood 
unless we tell you. So here goes. You just listen and if 
you have questions or comments, stop me."

She looked at me, again like I was supposed to say 
something, the only thing that would come out of my 
mouth, which felt as dry as the Sahara Desert, was a kind 
of scratchy sounding, "Alright"

I needed something to drink and Lisa must have realized 
it, because she said, "Lets get something to drink, want 
a beer or some wine?"

I was able to shake my head up and down.

Boo said, "I'll get it, what do you want."

I said, "No alcohol, maybe a coke."

She hurried out of the room, Lisa and I both watched her.

Lisa said, "Beautiful young lady isn't she?"

I have to admit she was right, both my sisters are 
beautiful, fresh young girls, just beginning their lives. 
My mother and Lisa are beautiful to me to, but in a 
different kind of way, more mature and so confident, a 
womanly kind of beauty.

I said, "I think they are the most beautiful and 
wonderful girls in the world, and you too. I have always 
loved it when you held me and talked to me."

Lisa said, "I love you, yes since the day you were born, 
I have ... many times ... wished that you were my son and 
could be with me all the time ... maybe now that can be 
true ... oh shit I guess I am getting ahead of myself."

She kind of leaned back onto the couch and pulled her 
legs up under her, getting more comfortable. As she made 
herself more comfortable, moving her legs around I was 
watching her. As she situated herself and I guess just 
being a man my eyes seemed glued to her. I got a flash of 
skin under the edge of the short camisole, all I saw her 
pubic hair. She was not wearing any underwear. A kind of 
heat, a new sensation to me, quickly spread through me.

She laughed and said, "Hey, none of that, we got to 
talk."

Her direct manner, the fact that she saw me catch a 
beaver shot, embarrassed me and I could feel my face 
turning red.

She said, "I like it when you get all pink" and laughed 
at me.

I said, "I am only a man, when a good looking women shows 
me her stuff, I look."

Lisa laughed really big at that.

She said, "We need to be serious for awhile, OK?"

I said, "Sure, I am listening."

She said, "OK, so now that I have your attention. What I 
am going to say over the next few minutes, well ... some 
of it will be a shock to you. Think you can handle a few 
shocking things?"

I said, "I think so, I have already been shocked until I 
don't know what the hell is happening."

She smiled and said, "Well, the next things are directly 
about you."

I said, "OK, guess ..."

She said, "No need to talk, you just listen."

I said, "Fine"

She began to tell me things that I had never heard nor 
even had an inkling about.

She told me the following.

Beginning with, "History, family history is important."

"Your mom and dad."

"Your parents, or at least who you know as your parents, 
did not get married until 1983.

I knew that could not be right, they had to have been 
married before I was born and I was born in 1982. I 
started to say something, but Lisa kind of held out her 
hand and said, "Just listen, it will be clear to you in a 
few minutes."

Just about that time Boo came back into the room with a 
tray of drinks. She stopped in front of me and I grabbed 
a glass off the tray, and took a big drink. It was coke, 
but it had a kind of strange bitter kind of taste.

I looked at the glass kind of funny. Boo noticed that I 
looked at it and she said, "Taste OK?"

I said, "Just my taste buds I guess."

She did not say anything more and turned to Lisa.

Lisa was very, very intently watching Boo's face. The 
look she had asked a question and there was just a trace 
of a smile that crossed her face. What ever it was that 
passed between them must have been part of their plan. 
Anyway, I just let it go.

Boo sat the try on the end table and then settled herself 
back on the love seat.

Lisa flipped her long hair back over her shoulders, took 
a deep breath and started her story over again, saying. 
OK, your mom and dad did not get married until the year 
after you were born. You were born in 1982, they did not 
get married until 1983."

She was about to continue her story, but I held up my 
hand and said, "Wait, wait ... I got a question ... I 
don't understand ..."

Lisa said, "Just bare with me, it will get cleared up, I 
promise."

I said, "OK"

She started over, "You were born before your mom and dad 
got married, a year before, actually about 16 months."

I said, "But they have always told everyone that they 
..."

I could see that look on Lisa's face, the one that said, 
if you keep interrupting me we are never going to get 
this finished. I got the message and I said, "Sorry, I 
will shut up."

She laughed and said, "OK, that was a shock, I can see 
it, so I will be a little more careful about how I tell 
you this. Just think of me as being the "family 
historian" or something and listen real close."

I said, "Can do." I took a big drink of my coke and sat 
back in the chair to listen, trying to get myself to calm 
down and stop interrupting. Lisa saw me doing that and 
smiled at me in a kind of strange way.

She continued, "Now that you know that you were born 
before they got married, the next shocker is ..." She 
hesitated for a long second and said, "You ... just 
listen to me, this is really going to surprise you ... in 
a couple of ways ... You mom, the person you think is 
your mom ... she is not your mother."

I almost jumped out of the chair, I could not believe 
what she was saying, I leaned forward to stand up. Lisa 
stopped me by putting her hands out and saying, "Now set 
there and I will explain."

I took a huge drink of the glass and kind of sat straight 
up in the chair.

Lisa said, "Relax, just relax."

I looked over at Boo, she had a deep look of 
understanding on her face.

I said, "Boo ... you know all this?"

She said, "Yes, I know."

I was still so shocked that I just stared at her. She 
said, "I have known for a long time ... I found out about 
a year ago ... by accident."

Lisa interrupted her saying, "I need to tell you 
everything ... you two have the rest of your lives to 
figure all this out and talk to each other about it."

I said, "OK, but ..."

A look of consternation crossed Lisa's face and I 
realized I had to shut up and just listen. I held out my 
hands and said, "OK, OK, I got it, no more interruptions 
from me."

She went on, "Your mom is not your mom and your dad he's 
not your dad either."

I almost did it again, but I felt a deeper relaxation 
begin to flow through me and I glanced at the coke glass 
again, the bitter taste of the coke made me kind of 
curious.

Lisa saw that look in my eyes and she said, "Yes, we put 
something in your coke to help you relax, a mild 
tranquilizer, nothing that will hurt you, just a little 
something to help you live through this."

I said, "OK, with me, I feel really good."

Lisa laughed and said, "It does make things easier to 
live with, tomorrow may be a little rough though."

Hell I did not care, she could have run over me with a 
truck and I probably would have laughed about it. In 
fact, I did laugh.

Lisa said, "Now that is better. Let me continue. You Mom 
is not your genetic mother and your dad isn't your 
genetic father. The same is true for all the other kids."

I said, "Ok, with me." The tranquilizer was really 
kicking in and I wanted some more so I took another drink 
of the coke.

Lisa said, "Your mother, is however, your birth mother. 
She carried you inside of herself and gave birth to you, 
as she did with all the other kids."

I felt better about that anyway. So I was not hers and 
dads genetically, but I was still their child, born to 
them.

Lisa went on with her story, saying, "When your mother 
and I were in college we both participated in a medical 
study at the university. That was back in the earliest 
days of test tube babies, when they were just beginning 
to develop the techniques to do it. You and all the other 
kids are test tube babies."

I said, "Wow that is neat."

Lisa said, "I thought you would find it interesting. Yes, 
all of you kids are truly siblings, brothers and sisters, 
in the truest sense, but still your genes are different."

Lisa looked me for a second and then said, "You 
understand what I mean?"

I said, "Yes, sure, I can understand that and I guess I 
can accept it. ah ... If it is all true?"

She said, "Rest assured it is all true, I will show you 
the paper work if you need for me to?"

I said, "Maybe later ... I might want to see ... the 
stuff, I mean in writing."

She said, "Good, now I will tell you about your mother 
and me. There are some really bad things, or maybe not 
bad, just very emotionally upsetting things about us and 
what happened to us when we were young that you need to 
know."

I said, "OK, if you need me to know, I will listen."

She said, "Your mother and I were adopted daughters. We 
are not genetically related either. Our father and mother 
could not have children and that was long before the days 
of that they could do what they do now. So we were 
adopted."

I said, "Wow, that is amazing, but it was good too, I 
bet."

Lisa got a really sorrowful look on her face and said, 
"Yes in many ways it was good, our parents were good 
people, but they were strange too. Especially our father. 
Mom was just a great person, but dad was different. He 
had some really different perspectives and some of them 
kind of came back to cause your mother and I a lot of 
sorrow and bad feelings."

I looked at her in a really concerned way, wondering what 
she meant, but I could tell that what ever it was, that 
it had been really hard on her.

She continued, "Our dad, he was a doctor, remember?"

I said, "Sure, I remember, a good one too!"

She said, "Yes, he was known as a great doctor, at least 
to the rest of the world, but to us ... he was just dad. 
Anyway, when we were young, before we were 4 and 5 he did 
something that changed us forever. No, he did not molest 
us, it had nothing to do with that, sort of, he was a 
good father and loved us dearly." She paused to compose 
herself.

I could tell that what she was getting ready to say was 
hard for her and I did not want to press her, so I just 
let her get herself ready.

She said, "When we were both young, he told mother that 
he thought we should have our appendix out. It just 
seemed like a normal request to mom. She viewed his 
desire to do that to us mostly as a method of saving us 
from having to have it removed later. We were both very 
young when he did that, probably when we were very first 
brought home, neither of us, your mom or I, remember it 
ever being done."

She took a deep breath and sat back in the chair, like 
she was organizing her thoughts again.

I just looked at her and glanced at Boo. Boo had not said 
a word, but she had a look in her eyes that would kill, 
so I knew that whatever was coming next was pretty bad.

Lisa kind of shook her head and said, "But it is what he 
did in addition to taking out our appendix that hurt us 
both so bad, at least initially. While he had us on the 
operating table he also removed our ovaries, making us 
both sterile. Neither of us can have children that are 
genetically our own."

I was shocked again and said, "Oh, my god Lisa, I am so 
sorry to hear that."

She said, "Well, in some ways it has been best for both 
of us. Your mother was the one most upset by it, at least 
when we found out what he had done. We did not find out 
what he had done until after both mom and dad had died 
and we only found out then because of things that he left 
that we did not get until his will was read. I am sure 
that your mother has told you that our parents were much 
older, both early 50'ish when we were born?"

I said, "Yes, she has told us all that her parents were 
old when she was born, but she never said that you and 
she were adopted."

I looked at Boo and Boo shook her head to confirm that 
basically she had been told the same thing, but I also 
got the impression that there was more that Boo knew that 
she could not talk about right at the moment.

Lisa went on, saying, "Well, we were told by letters, one 
to each of us. Your mother got one and I got one. Dad 
thought necessary to write two letters, I guess to ensure 
that we were both informed. Maybe he thought that if he 
only told one of us that we would not share the 
information."

I could understand that possibility, sometimes people 
keep those kinds of things secret, mostly to spare the 
hurt that someone would go through when they found out.

I looked at Lisa and she said, "There was a lot in each 
letter about each of us. Who our natural parents were and 
all kinds of things that we never knew. Also, he said 
that our natural parents were carriers of a genetic 
disease, both my father and your mother's father died in 
their early 30's from it. He gave the reason for having 
removed our ovaries as he just did not want us, me or 
your mom, to ever have to face the choice of having 
children that could also have the disease. The hurt to us 
both was that he did not let us make the decision."

I said, "I can see both sides of it, yours is by far the 
most important to me, but I can see why he did it, even 
though I think it was a horrible thing to do."

She said, "Both of us found out at the same time, or with 
a few minutes of each other anyway. The letters were 
given to us only after the will had been read and the 
lawyer told us that we were supposed to adjoin to 
separate private rooms, read the letters and then he 
would finish reading the will."

I just watched her and she continued, saying, "We did 
exactly as the will told us to, we each went into 
different rooms and read our letters. Both of us, when we 
came back into the lawyer's office we were in tears. I 
knew what your mothers letter said because the letter I 
had said it had been done to her too."

I could hardly move I was so caught up in her story and 
she was not wasting any time.

"At the will reading, the lawyer gave us both packages of 
information about the newest technologies for 
invitrofertilization. We were told that one of the 
actions he was required to do by the will was to prepare 
the package of information and give it to us. He further 
said that dad had made all the necessary arrangements for 
us to participate in several of the studies that were 
going on at major colleges, hospitals and clinics around 
the country.

Your mother was attending university at that time. I was 
not going to school and had no plans to do so.

Your mother, as I said, was by far the most upset by what 
we were told. Once she got back to college she 
immediately looked up the people doing the studies and 
volunteered to participate. I never did that, I never 
really had the same desire your mom had to be a mother, 
so what was done to me really did not affect me very 
much.

She participated in the studies and she got you from 
them. Then she met your dad, they got married and 
continued to have children, all the rest of you kids, the 
same way. Your mother was not so sure that she could ever 
tell you, but then all this crap of the past few days had 
happened. So after all this, we decided that you had to 
be told, for more reasons than you can imagine.

I looked puzzled for a second, wondering what she meant, 
then things began to dawn on me.

First and foremost, my sisters, even though they were my 
sisters were really not related by blood, what did this 
mean? Did it mean that the relationship, the one that I 
saw on the videotapes was not as socially taboo as it 
appeared?

Was sex, if it happened, between my sisters and me, not 
really sex between a brother and sister? What about 
between Lisa and me? Or even my mother and me for that 
matter? Dad and girls? God it was confusing and I could 
see exactly what Lisa said about things being so messed 
up.

I had been in such deep thought that I almost did not 
hear Boo speaking. I looked around at her and said, "What 
... I am really confused ... sorry."

Boo said, "I can see that, but what I wanted to say is 
probably what you are already thinking about. That is, 
the sex thing between Mandy and me, well we do not view 
it as being sex between sisters. We think of it as sex 
between to people who love each other very dearly, so 
much do we love each other that we see no harm in doing 
what we do."

I said, "Boo that is exactly what I was thinking about 
... and I think ... at least initially that I agree and I 
do not think my mind will change. At least I hope I 
continue to think of it like that."

After I said that both Boo and Lisa had big smiles on 
their faces, I could tell that what I said was exactly 
what they wanted me to say.

Suddenly the was a loud chime sounding in the room and I 
realized that it was getting late and looked at my watch, 
but I was surprised that it was only 2:00 am. The whole 
story that Lisa had told me had taken her less than 20 
minutes. Twenty minutes to tell me a story that covered a 
good portion of her life and mine.

Lisa saw me glance at my watch and said, "Really does not 
take very long to change your life forever does it?"

I said, "Wow, you are sure right about that!"

Lisa said, "Well, do you have any questions?"

I was still really confused and did not think I was ready 
to venture into anything else, but it dawned on me that I 
had not seen Mandy, so I asked, "Where is Mandy?"

Boo and Lisa both laughed, Lisa said, "Well David, she 
was so upset by what has happened and so concerned about 
what you might think about her that she sort of was 
scared to see you until you knew more about the whole 
thing."

I got kind of upset, I guess the women could see it on my 
face and Boo said, "Hey David, wait a second, it is not 
what your thinking ... I hope anyway ... Mandy loves you 
so much that she thought that if you did not accept what 
you know ... or maybe got pissed that she was not sure 
that she could take it from you. She has been through 
hell the past couple of days, things you do not yet know 
about happened. She wanted to either have things get 
better for you and she or at least always have good 
memories about you."

I calmed right down with those words and said, "Opps, 
sorry I got upset, I promise it will not happen again and 
I love her too, so much it really amazes me. Can I see 
her? Where is she?"

Lisa got back into it then, she said, "Of course you can 
see her, but we have to ask a couple of questions first."

I said, "Ok, ask away."

Lisa said, "So you accept everything we have said so far 
tonight as being true?"

I said, "Yes, I do accept them as being true, but I 
probably will want to know more about a few things."

She said, "Fine, any thing you need to ask, just ask, me, 
Boo or your mother have all made it a point to agree that 
we will answer them. However, it is probably best that 
you talk to me first, at least before you start hitting 
your mother with questions that could upset her. Ask me 
first and if I can help you I will, if I think it is ok 
to ask you mom, then I will send you on to her. OK?"

I said, "That is fine, but can I see mom?"

Lisa said, "Of course you can, just don't get into a lot 
of deep discussions right now, she is not ready for it. 
OK?"

I said, "Fine with me, no deep questions, just the I love 
you and will be here to help you anytime you need me."

Lisa said, "Great! Now for Mandy, the questions she wants 
you to answer."

I said, "OK"

Lisa said, "Well you have sort of answered it, but I will 
ask any way. Do you still love her?"

I said, "Absolutely, probably more now than ever before."

Lisa said, "That is the right answer. New question, do 
you have any regret over having seen the video of her 
playing like she was having sex with you?"

I said, "No, none, I kind of liked it and it made me very 
... excited."

Lisa said, "Again the right answer. Mandy wanted us to 
send you back to her room if you want to see her, she is 
studying for a test in one of her classes. She is in the 
back bedroom on the left."

I said, "That is it? I can just go back and see her?"

Boo said, "David, she loves you, of course you can go see 
her!"

Lisa did not say anything, just smiled at me.

I stood up and looked at Lisa, she had a smile on her 
face that said, "Go get it" and she kind of winked at me.

Boo had a delirious look of pure love on her face when I 
looked at her. She said, "Can I come back there too?"

I said, "Boo, wait a few minutes and then you can if you 
want to, I need to see Mandy a minute or two, just the 
two of us, OK?"

She said, "OK, I will wait. I probably should wait until 
you call me, OK?"

I said, "That is a good idea, it won't be long I 
promise."

Boo got a really devious look on her face and said, "I 
hope IT is as long as I think IT is!!!"

Lisa said, "Boo shame on you!"

I got the message that she was talking about my cock. I 
said, "Hey it might not be that long, but it is plenty 
long enough!"

They both laughed and I walked out of the room and headed 
down the darkened hallway to the room where Mandy was. I 
could see a bar of light at the bottom of the door and 
headed directly for it.



Chapter 6 - Mandy is Dandy
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They both laughed and I walked out of the room and headed 
down the darkened hallway to the room where Mandy was. I 
could see a bar of light at the bottom of the door and 
headed directly for it.

The whole situation had me feeling kind of shaken, 
nervous and weak. I stopped at the door and knocked real 
softly, thinking that if Mandy was asleep that I could go 
back into the other room.

But she was awake, I heard a soft voice in the room say, 
"Who is it?"

I said, "Mandy, it's me, David."

Suddenly the door flew open and Mandy almost threw 
herself in my arms. She was crying and bawling and tears 
were flowing down her cheeks. I just held her to me and 
said, "Whoa girl, calm down there."

She started saying, "David I love you, I love you so 
much, I always have loved you, I was so scared, I didn't 
want you to stop loving me, I needed to have you the same 
way as before ... "

I said, "Mandy, how can I ever stop loving my sweet 
little sister. I could love you forever and ever. I could 
not stop loving you even if I wanted to."

She was still sniffling a little, but not the big 
elephant tears. She turned me loose and grabbed my hand 
and dragged me into her room. She closed the door behind 
us.

As soon as she had the door closed she kind of ran across 
the room and leaped into the middle of her bed. She was 
wearing a pair of old shorts and a white T-shirt and she 
had her books spread out around her.

She flipped over on her backside into a setting position, 
moving more towards the center and top of the bed. I just 
laughed at her in all her girlish styles and actions.

She looked at me, a real serious look on her face, she 
said, "Are you OK?"

I said, "Sure, I am doing fine. Been one of the strangest 
days I think I ever want to live through, but I am doing 
...as good as can be expected anyway."

Then I looked at her and asked her pretty much the same 
question.

She replied, "It has been a really bad past couple of 
days, since ... dad found the stuff. But we been staying 
out of his way and so far nothing drastically bad has 
happened. Me, well ... I am making it. Thanks mostly to 
Lisa. She has been a life saver for all of us."

I said, "Yes, I can see that. She just told me a lot of 
things. Things that are a total surprise, maybe even more 
than that. Really, like piano key slams to the nervous 
system."

Mandy got a really sad look on her face, for a second I 
thought she might cry on me again, but she kind of shook 
herself inside, a big shiver coursing through her body 
and with a deep breath, seemed to recover her composure.

I stood looking down at her in the middle of the bed, she 
met my gaze for a few long moments. I had a lot of 
questions. I was all twisted up inside, everything, my 
thoughts, my emotions, a total turmoil, but I did not 
want to load down my 16 year old sister ... well, maybe 
sister, with all my troubles.

I looked around the room, there was a desk chair and I 
started to move over toward it. Mandy saw that I was 
going to set in the chair and she said, "Set over here on 
the bed next to me", and she slid sideways a few inches.

I walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

She said, "I guess you're here because ... Lisa asked you 
my questions?"

I said, "Yes, she did ask me a couple questions for you, 
but I am so confused, crap! I am not sure I remember what 
they were."

She laughed and said, "All that matters is that they 
thought you answered them right."

I laughed and said, "Well, I do remember them telling me 
that I gave the right answers a couple of times."

She, in a long motion reached out her arms and pulled me 
toward her. I was setting with my feet on the floor and 
the way she pulled me, kind of caused a twisting of my 
body, a real uncomfortable way to hug her.

With a steady pressure she forced me back in to a 
reclining position on the bed and my feet and legs 
natural rose up so that I was lying flat on my back, but 
really close to the edge of the bed.

In a really soft voice she said, "David, I just need you 
to hold me for a little while, OK?"

I mumbled, "OK, let me take off my shoes." As I pulled 
off my shoes I noticed that they were definitely hot and 
sweaty and needed a trip through the shower. I thought 
about it for a second, and a couple of things crossed my 
mind. First, I did not want to take the time, plus I was 
not at all sure if it was that "OK" for me to make myself 
totally at home.

As I pulled them off, Mandy said, "Take off your shirt 
too, just get comfy."

So I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it on to the floor 
too. I got the feeling that she would not have been 
offended if I had taken off my pants, but I guess my 
modesty just would not allow me to go that far.

I leaned back on the bed, I still had on my undershirt, 
the same kind of white T that Mandy had on and my jeans.

I slid a little further on to the bed and Mandy moved a 
couple more inches into the middle of the bed to allow me 
a room to get comfortable.

I was on my back and Mandy cuddled up to me, placing one 
of her arms over my chest and laying her head on my 
shoulder.

She hugged up to me real tight and I automatically held 
her close to me.

We stayed like that for a very long time, maybe 30 
minutes. I was relaxed from the little bit of whatever it 
was in the coke and the alcohol I had drunk and besides 
it felt so good just to hold Mandy.

She and I have always been very close, when she was 
little, maybe 2 or 3 years old and I was six or 7, any 
kind of little kiddy accident she had always ended with 
her running to me. Mom really appreciated the help and 
needed it to. She got pregnant with the first of the boys 
when Mandy was only 2 and was therefore always in need of 
help. Even though I was only 6 I tried to act like a "Big 
Brother" and take up the slake for mom.

We laid on the bed and just cuddled and snuggled almost 
like we were under a spell, kind of under someone else's 
control. Occasionally, I would feel Mandy kind of 
shivering and she would jerk, I knew that she was crying 
and I just held her closer to me during those few 
minutes. I don't think that either of us was thinking 
about sex, at least I know for sure that I wasn't, we 
were both just totally scared to death of what had 
happened to us during the past 24 hours.

I stayed in the same position even though after lying so 
still for so long I was not very comfortable. My back and 
left side, where Mandy was laying against me, was 
starting to be a little painful, but I did not want to 
move, I was afraid that what I was dreaming about with 
Mandy would not happen.

I felt her lift her head off my chest and she said in a 
soft voice, "I need to go to the bathroom?"

The way she said it was sort of like she was asking 
permission and I needed to go to, the coke I had drunk 
made me have to take a leak. I said, "Yeah, me too."

She began to roll away from me to get off the bed. I 
watched her as she moved, she glanced back at me and 
said, "I'll be right back, then you can go."

I said, "Ok, hurry back."

She smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will."

I had never spent that much time at Lisa's house before 
and did not even know where the closest bathroom was. 
Other than the one off the living room, which was just a 
half-bath and located near the front of the house. Mandy 
hopped up and walked across the room to a door, could 
have been a closet for all I knew, but it was a bathroom. 
That made me happy because that meant we did not have to 
open the bedroom door. I was afraid that if we opened the 
bedroom door that the spell we were both under might be 
broken.

She went in, closed the door and spent about 3 or 4 
minutes doing her thing. When she came out, she said, 
"Your turn."

I hopped up from where I was lying and started across the 
room.

When I was about half way to the bathroom Mandy said, "I 
think I will get under the covers, I am cold."

I turned and looked at her and said, "Ok ... you want me 
to let you go to bed ... I mean ... it's getting kind of 
late ...?"

She looked really boldly at me and said, "I want you to 
get in bed with me."

I said, "I would love that ... but ..."

She said, "I want it and so do you."

I said, "You are right about that, but ..."

That was as far as she let me get, she said, "Go to the 
bathroom and then get back in here, fast!"

I laughed and said, "Can I take a quick shower, I been 
sweating like a horse all day, I need it pretty bad."

She said, "Ok, there are towels under the sink and all 
the other stuff is in the shower."

I said, "All right, this will take less than two 
minutes!"

I hurried into the bathroom and pulled the door nearly 
closed behind me. I glanced around, this was the same 
room that the video with Boo acting the part of me had 
been filmed in, or at least I thought it might be the 
same. Same shower, same big mirror and the colors of the 
room were close.

I quickly stripped off my clothes, turned on the shower 
and hopped in.

I took a shower in record time, washing my hair and my 
body as fast as I could.

The towels were exactly where Mandy said they were, big 
towels, almost like beach towels, I grabbed one and 
quickly dried off. Then it dawned on me that I did not 
have any clean underwear and it made no sense for me to 
get all clean and then put back on the same worn 
underwear.

I stuck just my head out the door and said, "Hey, you got 
a really loose fitting pair of shorts, I ain't got no 
clean underwear, can I borrow them?"

Mandy, who was already under the covers, said, "Sure!" 

I stood there watching her, expecting her to roll out of 
bed to get them, but there was look of hesitation on her 
face, like she wasn't sure I should be watching her.

I got the message and slipped back into the bathroom.

I was standing in the bathroom and pair of shorts flew 
through the door and landed on my shoulder.

I was just starting to slip on the shorts when I heard a 
knock on the door, for a second I thought it was somebody 
at the bathroom door, but then I heard Mandy say, "Who is 
it?"

The room door made a few little squeaks as it was opened 
and I heard Boo say, "It's me".

I realized that it had been a lot longer than just a "few 
minutes" and I had told Boo that we would call her when 
she could come in the bedroom with us.

I heard Boo whisper something to Mandy, whatever she said 
was really to low for me to understand it, but I heard 
Mandy's replay, which was a pretty emphatic, "NO!"

Then Boo was laughing in a kind of lecherous tone. I got 
the message that maybe Boo had asked her what we had 
done.

I stood in the bathroom for a couple more seconds, not 
sure that I should walk into the room with only the 
shorts on. I grabbed up my old T-shirt and slipped it 
over my head. I turned and walked to the door and opened 
it wide and moved into the bedroom, standing at the door.

Boo was standing across the room, by the door and she 
said, "I heard the shower start and was wondering if it 
was ok for me to come in now?"

I looked at Mandy in a questioning sort of way and she 
looked at me. I kind of nodded my head in a way that 
indicated that it was fine with me.

Mandy looked back at Boo and said, "Sure, come on in, we 
were using the bathroom and David decided he needed a 
shower."

Boo said, "I can go sleep with Lisa ... if you want me 
to?"

I realized that Boo and Mandy were sharing the bed. I did 
not want to cause disorganization in an already totally 
screwed up situation, I said, "Maybe I should go sleep on 
the couch."

Mandy got a look of desperation on her face, Boo and I 
both saw it and we both started to talk at the same time.

Boo said, "Oh, NO Da..."

I said, "ahhhh..."

Mandy started laughing at the way we both over reacted. 
Boo and I laughed along with her.

I jokingly said, with a kind of sly look at them, "Maybe 
I should go sleep with Lisa!"

Boo instantly said, "Now she would just love that!"

Mandy said, "It will be more fun in here!"

We all laughed at the comments that only about 12 hours 
ago we would never in a million years have said to each 
other. I looked at Boo, she looked as Mandy and Mandy 
looked at me, and we all started just cracking up, we 
laughed and laughed. I kept thinking how nice it felt to 
laugh again with my sisters. It seemed like it had been 
years since we laughed together like we were at that 
moment.

Boo was still in the bed under the cover, but she got to 
laughing so hard that she rolled over to put her face 
into her pillow and I could see that she was between the 
sheets with nothing on.

Boo saw it too and we both looked at each other in a 
knowing sort of way and our laughter slowed down. Mandy 
still had her face buried in her pillow, not hearing or 
seeing that we had stopped and now just stood looking at 
each other.

There was clearly a look of longing in Boo's eyes, not 
sexually desire, just a clear indication that she did not 
want to leave the room.

Suddenly Boo started laughing again and so did I. That 
momentary lull in our laughter was all it took for me to 
understand clearly what Boo wanted to do.

Boo began to move slowly across the room toward the bed. 
Once she was close she kind of plopped down on the floor 
next to the bed.

She said, "Mandy?"

Mandy rolled her face up to her and Boo was so close that 
I could tell that they did not need to say anything for 
Mandy to understand what Boo wanted.

I moved slowly across the room to the opposite side of 
the bed from where Boo was setting and without 
hesitating, found the top sheet, raised it and slipped in 
between the sheets.

As I was sliding into bed, Mandy turned her head around 
and looked at me. She had a very questioning look in her 
eyes. I thought she was asking me what I thought about 
Boo being in the room.

I kind shrugged my shoulders in a way that said, "It's OK 
with me, if it is OK with you."

She looked back at Boo there was a long pause during 
which no words were said, but the look on Boo's face was 
enough to tell me what she wanted. She wanted to get into 
bed with Mandy and me.

In slow movement, Mandy raised one of her arms, it was 
under the covers, so the bedding raised up, a clear 
indication to Boo that she should get in the bed.

Boo was not nearly so bashful as Mandy, she quickly stood 
up beside the bed and began to take her pajamas off. It 
took her less than a second to drop the bottoms on to the 
floor and flip the top off over her head. She then 
slipped into the bed next to Mandy.

The two of them were hugging each other and kind of 
laughing. Mandy said, "I have been dreaming about this 
moment for what seems all my life."

Boo said, "Nasty girl, nasty girl." With those words they 
both started laughing again. There laughter was 
infectious and I found myself laughing with them.

I watched as Boo leaned down close to the side of Mandy's 
head. I could see that she was whispering something in 
her ear. She whispered so low that I could not understand 
what she said. Suddenly they both turned their heads 
toward me and looked at me. Two of the most beautiful 
sets of blue eyes I have ever seen looked me square in 
the face. Both the girls have blue eyes, but beautiful in 
different ways. Boo's eyes have little gold flecks in 
them, her eyes are not big like Mandy's, but she makes 
them up so they look bigger and Mandy's are just the most 
pure sky blue and big with long lashes.

I looked at them and almost passed out from the pleasure 
I felt pass through me at having them look at me.

Boo said, "Hey, we don't get into bed with men that have 
clothes on!" 

I suddenly felt real self-conscious, almost scared to 
move. I looked at Boo and she had a big funny smile on 
her face. I looked at Mandy and she had the a look of 
consternation on her face, like I was being a bad boy and 
she was scolding me.

While they were watching, I pulled the T-shirt over my 
head and flipped it off the bed. I hesitated then, 
wondering if I had the courage to pull off the loose 
shorts.

Boo saw my hesitation and said, "OK, Big Brother, off 
with them shorts!"

I raised my butt up off the sheet and slipped the shorts 
down and off. With a funny little swirl, I swung the 
shorts round and round over my head and sailed them off 
on to the floor. I said, "Now he's nude with a flare!"

They laughed and giggled at me. I laughed at them, they 
were just so funny.

They were both still pretty far away from me, a big space 
of empty bed between them and me. Before when Mandy's bed 
had seemed so small, now it seemed so big.

I looked at them with the big smiles on their faces and I 
just felt so much love for them that I said, "God I love 
you guys so much. I have loved you both since we were 
little kids."

Both of them got a really serious look on their faces and 
got real quite for a few seconds. Mandy looked like she 
was about to cry again. Boo saw the change in Mandy's 
face and must have pinched her cause she jumped.

Boo said, "Oh David we love you too, we have had so many 
fantasies about being with you."

Mandy said, "David this is a dream come true for me. I 
have wanted to do this with you and only you."

I looked at her in a curious kind of way and asked, "Both 
of you are so beautiful you probably have done this with 
a lot of other great guys."

Both of them got a really furious look on their face, 
like I had insulted them and Boo said, "Neither of us has 
ever been to bed with a guy!"

I could hardly believe that and my face must of have 
shown it.

Mandy said, "Honest David, we have only ever been to bed 
with each other ... Aunt Lisa and ... Mom, honest."

I knew that this was wrong cause I had seen Mandy and 
another girl on the videos, but I did not want to cause 
them to be upset so I did not say it.

Boo said, "We have made love to each other ... well a 
lot, and Lisa and Mom a lot to, and I guess I should also 
say that one of Mandy's friends from school too. But 
never with a man."

Mandy said, "OH yeah, I forgot about Cindy, she was such 
a nice person, but so young too, only 14, but she had to 
move out of town and I never see her any more, but I 
write to her on the e-mail."

I was still a little curious about what they were telling 
me, I wanted to ask some more questions, but before I 
could formulate one, so I asked it the right way, Boo 
began to roll over the top of Mandy.

I watched them as Boo moved over her, I did not know 
where she was going to stop, on top of Mandy or what.

Mandy obviously did not know either, she said, "Hey be 
careful you're hurting me, you got your elbow in my 
chest." She kind of wiggled as Boo came on over her and 
was now really close to me.

Boo said, "I want to get on the other side of you, you 
get in the middle between us!"

I said, "Sounds fine with me". I moved toward her and 
raised up on my arms and knees to straddle her then roll 
into the empty space between the two girls.

I ended up laying flat on my back between them, Boo began 
to move in close to me on my right and Mandy on my left.

Both of them put one of their arms on my chest and their 
heads on my shoulder. Boo was a little more aggressive 
and I felt her leg, bent at the knee, gently lay down on 
my lower body, trapping my very soft penis between the 
side of her leg and my abdomen.

Mandy was still lying straight out on the bed, but I 
could feel the soft tickle of her pubic hair pressed into 
my hip.

I had my arms spread out and their heads were nestled in 
my upper arm and shoulder.

They just snuggled into me. I felt the heat of their 
bodies radiating in to me like a fire on each side of me.

We were all kind of afraid to move any more and stayed in 
that position for a long time. I could feel them 
breathing steadily and the longer we stayed like that the 
more relaxed we all became.

I was so relaxed that I dozed off. I must have been 
dreaming because I kind of jumped in my sleep and I felt 
Mandy snuggle up closer to me when I moved. Maybe it was 
all the lights we had left on in the room that disturbed 
me. The lights were not real bright, there was only two 
lamps that were on, a kind of floor lamp next to the desk 
and a bedside table lamp on the night stand on Boo's side 
of the bed. Neither was glaringly bright, but the room 
was definitely brighter than what I was accustomed to 
sleeping in.

I opened my eyes and looked at Mandy's face. She had to 
be uncomfortable, the way her face was pressed in to the 
hard bone of my shoulder, but she looked so pure and 
clean that I just stared at her. She was breathing softly 
and her eyes were kind of fluttering beneath her eyelids, 
she was deeply asleep. It was clear to me that if I did 
not disturb her that she would sleep the night away.

I then turned my head to the right, expecting to see Boo 
sleeping to, but she was looking directly at me, her eyes 
wide open.

We did not say a word, just stared into each other's 
eyes. She never flinched or looked away, but I almost 
did. To keep from looking away I blinked my eyes and 
nervously licked my lips, they felt like pieces of dry 
leather to my tongue.

With a steady rising and stretching of her neck, and a 
little snake like wiggle of her body, she raised her face 
up to mine and slowly placed her lips on mine and was 
kissing me. It took me a second to get things to working 
and start kissing her back.

I still had one arm under Mandy and one under Boo, so I 
was kind of held down flat on my back on the bed. I 
suddenly felt really restricted and kind of panicked, I 
flopped and tried to roll over on my side toward Boo, but 
she whispered, "Just lay still, don't wake Mandy. OK?"

I started to whisper back, but just then in a real quite 
voice Mandy said, "I am awake already."

Boo got a strange kind of look in her eyes, almost like 
jealousy, but I just kind of winked at her and she smiled 
back.

Mandy said, "I got to pee real bad, I'll be right back" 
and started slipping out from under the covers. I watched 
her as she stood up, she kind of had her back to the bed, 
but I got a good view of her perfect heart shaped ass and 
narrow waist.

She walked across the room, toward the door and flipped 
the light switch, the floor lamp went off and the light 
level in the room was suddenly a lot less.

She then turned and walked toward the bathroom door. I 
got a clear view of the front of her body, her tits were 
fabulous, hardly jiggling as she walked across the room 
to the bathroom. She opened the bathroom door, went 
inside and closed the door with a loud click. I guess out 
of habit of living in a house with 3 boys, she also set 
the lock, it made a loud click.

My arm, the one Mandy had been resting her head on, was 
all tingling, like the blood circulation had been cut off 
to it. It felt good to have it free.

I looked at Boo and she was looking at me again. This 
time, since she had already moved up in the bed when she 
kissed me before, our faces were at the same level.

Again I almost broke eye contact with her and to keep 
from it I nervously licked my lips. If they were like 
leather before they were like dry concrete now.

Boo moved in toward me and we were kissing again, this 
time I did not miss where to begin and kissed her back. 
My arm, free of Mandy's weight, seemed automatically to 
encircle Boo and pull her to me.

We kissed for a long time, holding our mouths together 
and moving our heads in near perfect rhythm, I had chills 
running up and down my body, huge bumps of sensitive 
skin.

Boo was experiencing the same wild sensations as me. She 
was moaning deep down in her chest and feeling things 
deep inside of her.

I turned completely over on my right side, her leg was 
now up on my left side and my cock was not compressed 
between it and my abdomen. The sensations to my cock, 
being free from the pressure, felt great and I felt the 
first signs of an erection, a deep pressure in my lower 
body and testicles.

Boo must of felt my penis rising up because she began to 
press her body into me, hard pressure then soft pressure.

She pressed only about a half dozen times and my cock was 
rock hard. As I got harder and harder, her movements 
against me became more and more frequent.

I was almost afraid to touch her, my arms were still 
clamped around her upper body, and I held her to me chest 
to chest with great force.

She took her lips away from mine and whispered, "David, I 
can't breath, don't squeeze me so hard."

I said, "Oh, I did not mean to do that ... I have never 
been ... well I have never made love before."

She said, "I know your not kidding, that bear hug would 
cause most of us to pass out." and she giggled.

I said, "I'll be more gentle from now on."

She giggled again and said, "Maybe I don't want you to be 
so gentle."

I just looked at her and then she was kissing me again.

Just about that time we heard the toilet in the bathroom 
flush and we stopped kissing because we expected Mandy to 
come back in the room.

Boo said, "You just do what I say, I'll take care of it 
from here on out, ok?"

I said, "Ok"

Boo kind of flopped back on her side of the bed and I 
rolled back over on my back, but my penis was sticking 
straight up in the air and a little tent formed where it 
was sticking up.

I looked at it for a second.

Boo saw me looking at the tent and said, "Wow, now that 
is what I like to see! But we don't want to scare Mandy, 
you turn over on your side toward her side of the bed."

I did exactly what she said and just then the door to the 
bathroom opened and Mandy walked back in the room, 
closing the door behind her, again with the same loud 
click.

She hesitated at the foot of the bed, but when she saw 
that I was facing her side of the bed, away from Boo, she 
got a big smile on her face and said, "Ah ha, my Big 
Brother has set a trap for his littlest sister!" and she 
laughed.

I did too, but I also raised the cover up, inviting her 
to get back in bed with us.

She hurried around the bed with little running steps and 
jumped under the covers on my side.

She began to move up against me, but then she kind of 
froze as my, now semi-erect penis, bumped into her hip.

She flipped over on her side, facing me and said, "What's 
that poking me? Does my David have a problem?"

I said, "Hey if I got a problem, I bet you got a 
solution!"

She laughed at me, but suddenly got a kind of funny look 
on her face, like she was a little bit scared.

I realized then that Boo was the aggressive one, in all 
the videos that I had scanned, it was always Boo who 
started things to rolling.

I was afraid for a second that Boo was going to say 
something, but instead I felt her hand in the middle of 
my back and she was giving me a steady push, she wanted 
me to move to Mandy.

I got the hint and slowly reached over toward Mandy with 
my right arm and pulled her toward me, at the same time I 
moved toward her.

She did not resist at all, but she was not going to take 
the lead either.

I held her up tight to me and looked into her eyes. There 
was still a little bit of fear hiding down deep in her 
eyes, a funny little twitching of her eye lids said that 
to me.

I started to kiss her, but I could see the panic building 
strong, so instead of kissing her lips, I lowered my face 
to the side of her neck and began to kiss her neck.

It was like pouring water on a match, instantly she just 
melted into me and was holding me to herself and moaning. 
I felt trail after trail of chill bumps weave their way 
up her body, each causing her to shake and shiver.

I was really getting into it too. My mouth seemed to know 
exactly where to kiss her neck and ears, each kiss I 
accompanied with gentle sucking of her ever so soft skin.

I wanted to kiss down the front of her chest, so I put my 
hand on her shoulder and gently forced her to roll over 
on her back. I began slowly kissing across the front of 
her chest to the area directly between her breasts.

I was kind of amazed when I kissed her there, she had 
really super fine hair between her breasts. I don't mean 
long and hairy, but like corn silk, soft and smooth and a 
little longer than I expected. I kissed her chest and 
caught the ends of the fine hair between my lips and 
watched as her skin lifted up in tight stretched bumps 
where the hair grew in to her.

My pulling her hair must have been a little more 
sensitive than she could take because for the first time 
she put her hands on either side of my head and tilted my 
head up so that she could look into my eyes.

What I saw was not the same girl, she was definitely all 
women and a super hot one too. An almost crimson flush 
had developed on her face and was rapidly spreading down 
on her neck. She pulled my head up and began to raise her 
head like she was going to kiss me now. I followed her 
lead and met her lips with mine.

Where Boo was a good kisser, or at least I thought before 
she was good, Mandy liked to have knocked my socks off. I 
mean that when my lips touched hers, it was like an 
electric shock went through me. Boo and I had not put 
much tongue in her kisses during the few minutes we 
kissed while Mandy was in the bathroom, but Mandy's kiss 
was entirely different. Her tongue almost drove my teeth 
apart, a super feminine feeling of her invading my body.

I knew instantly that she was doing exactly that, where I 
wanted to fuck her with my cock, she was actually fucking 
me with her tongue.

Up to that point Boo had not moved, she had stayed on the 
other side of the bed and just watched I guess.

I felt her skin touch mine and suddenly she was kissing 
me across the tops of my shoulders and back of my neck. 
Chill bumps just flew up and down my back and I could 
hardly keep from jumping each time she kissed my skin.

We did this for several minutes, Mandy fucking me in the 
mouth with her tongue and Boo kissing my back. My cock 
was so hard it was about to explode, but I still had it 
pressed hard into Mandy's hip bone and the hard pressure 
seemed to keep things under control. I was very afraid to 
move, scared that I would ejaculate, I did not want to do 
that, at least not yet.

Boo's face was suddenly right beside ours and she was 
kissing the side of my lips, while Mandy was kissing me 
full in the mouth. I moved my mouth a little to the side 
and quickly Mandy began to kiss us both, first pushing 
her tongue into my mouth then into Boo's. We all kissed 
like that for several long moments and I felt Boo pull 
away.

She whispered to both of us, "I want to watch with no 
covers on us."

I glanced at Boo and she looked at me, I indicated with 
my eyes that it was ok with me to take off the covers. I 
then looked at Mandy, she had her eyes tightly closed and 
was still kissing me so deeply. Mandy was almost in a 
trance like state.

Boo began to slide away from us and stood up at the side 
of the bed. In ever so slow motion, she began to pull the 
covers off the bed, after a few seconds, she dropped the 
covers on the floor at the foot of the bed, leaving Mandy 
and me lying on the bottom sheet only, completely 
exposed.

I had both my arms around Mandy and was holding her 
tightly to me. Mandy's body was twisted at the waist, her 
butt was flat on the bed, her legs held tightly together. 
I had my cock pressed hard into her hip, the bone of her 
hip putting extreme pressure on it.

With a steady roll of my body, I moved up on top of her, 
I slipped between her legs, my cock now pressed into the 
muscles of her stomach.

I could feel her soft pubic hair in my balls, the 
sensations causing me to roll my hips forward into her. 
She moaned when I did that and rolled her hips forward 
to. I almost shot off, but stopped moving just in time. I 
began to draw my cock down the front of her body, trying 
to get it down between her legs. I was going to put my 
cock inside of her.

Mandy must have sensed what I wanted to do, because as I 
pulled my hips back and up, she lowered her hips away 
from me.

I heard Boo suddenly moaning and I looked back toward the 
foot of the bed, she was standing close to the bed and 
she had her legs spread about shoulder width apart and 
she had her right hand between her legs. She was 
masturbating as she watched us.
 
She noticed me watching her and she said, "Roll Mandy on 
top of you, I can not see you going in to her like this. 
I want to see you go in the first time"

Mandy must of heard her too because she stopped moving 
her hips back and pressed them into my cock again. I felt 
the hot heat from her and pressed my cock hard into her 
stomach.

I raised my left leg and Mandy slipped her leg between 
mine and I kind of rolled over on my side. Mandy followed 
right along with me and it was that simple to get her on 
top. She was lying right on top of me with the front of 
her legs matched up to mine.

I felt the bed kind of jiggle and looked over Mandy's 
shoulder at Boo. She was climbing on to the foot of the 
bed. She moved up to my feet, placed one of her hands 
under the ankle of each of my feet in each had she moved 
my legs just far enough apart that she could move between 
my legs. She was in a kneeling position, setting back the 
back of her thighs on her calves.

Boo then took hold of Mandy's left leg and pushed it off 
the top of mine and pressing her hand into the back of 
Mandy's leg at the knee she pushed Mandy's leg so up. I 
could feel Mandy's knee was it slipped up the side of my 
leg and hip. Boo stopped pushing Mandy's left leg when 
her knee was about at my waist.
Boo then did the same with Mandy's right leg. Mandy knees 
were resting on the bed and she was straddling me, her 
bush pressing hard into the bottom side of my cock. I 
could feel the hardness of her pubic bone come directly 
down on top of my cock.

I had closed my eyes, the feelings rushing through me 
were so intense I had to concentrate to keep from 
cumming.

Mandy had kept her face close to my neck up to this 
point, but I felt her slowly raise the front of her body 
up off my chest. I opened my eyes and looked up at 
Mandy's face. She was totally flushed, a bright pink 
patina covering her face and chest. Her breasts were 
directly above my mouth and all I had to do was tilt my 
head up and I sucked the nipple of her breast into my 
mouth. When I sucked the nipple into my mouth, a huge 
moan came from her and I could feel the muscles up and 
down the front of her body began to pulse and flutter. I 
could see her arms trembling as she held her body up off 
my chest. 

Suddenly her cunt raked forward across the bottom side of 
my cock and she began a pumping motion of her hips. Every 
time I sucked on her nipple she would rake her cunt up 
over my cock. The length of her raking movements went all 
up the under side of my hard penis, but I could feel that 
she was unable to move her hips up across me far enough 
to get my penis to rise up in to her.

She was moaning and saying, "Oh God David, it feels so 
good." She was repeating those words each time she moved 
her cunt up along the length of my cock.

I felt the lightest of touches on the inside of my legs 
and looked over down beside Mandy to Boo. She was moving 
herself forward between my legs and I watched her as she 
raised her hands to Mandy's butt cheeks. Mandy suddenly 
froze in place and she turned her head to look back at 
Boo.

Boo was pressing down on Mandy's butt and spreading her 
ass cheeks apart. She slowly leaned forward and began to 
kiss and nibble on first one of Mandy's butt cheeks then 
the other. With each of Boo's touches Mandy would snap 
her hips down into my cock and her pubic bone would hit 
my cock with a solid blow. It hurt like hell, and I began 
to flinch with each snap of her hips.

I said, "That hurts me, don't hit me so hard."

Boo heard me and said, "Lets get that big thing out from 
between you two."

I felt Boo's hand as it slipped between Mandy and me to 
grasped my cock.

I pushed my butt down in to the bed, and Boo began to 
pull my cock back and down, trying to pull it so that it 
was sticking up between Mandy's butt cheeks.

I could not push my butt down far enough and I felt Mandy 
begin to pull her legs together and raise her cunt up so 
there was enough clearance to get me down between us.

I felt my cock get a kink in it and bend as she pulled me 
down. Felt the tip of my cock hit Mandy's cunt and then 
slip on past. Boo pulled me on out and suddenly she 
started jacking me off, sliding her hand up and down the 
length of my cock. She said, "David your cock is 
beautiful, I just love it. It's so nice and soft, but 
hard too."

Mandy had stopped moving her hips, probably because I had 
stopped touching her and she was looking directly into my 
eyes. Boo was still jacking my cock up and down real 
slowly and I was distracted by her touch.

Mandy had a big knowing smile on her face like she knew 
exactly how it felt to have Boo play with my sex.

Mandy asked, "How big is it Boo?" and she laughed with 
lust filled excitement.

Boo said, "Mandy it is not as big as our toy, but God is 
it beautiful!"

Mandy said, "I need to see it too, and with a sudden move 
she rolled off me, and kind of scooted down in the bed on 
my right side.

I just put my hands behind my head and looked down to 
where they were both looking at my cock like it was a 
miracle.

Boo was still jacking her hand up and down the length of 
my cock and it felt so fantastic I could not keep from 
hunching my hips upward to drive her hand down hard 
against the base of my cock.

Boo said, "Hey now, none of that, I don't want this thing 
to spit on me" and she kind of giggled, so did Mandy.

Mandy was just watching Boo do me. She had one arm over 
me, using her arm to support her upper body, slowly she 
lowered herself so she the side of her chest was resting 
on my stomach. In that position, I was looking at her 
back, and I could no longer see Boo's hand going up and 
down the length of my cock, but I could sure feel it.

I heard Mandy say, "Look Boo there is a drop of clear 
stuff coming out of it."

Mandy leaned over and I could feel her tongue as it came 
into contact with just the very tip of my penis. She 
tasted the stuff coming from my cock and kind of smacked 
her lips and said, "Um, I like the taste of that." Then 
she leaned forward and took the head of my penis into her 
mouth and began to suck really hard, but just on the 
head. It felt good to me, but the head of my cock was so 
sensitive it almost hurt. I did not feel like I was going 
to cum with her doing that and she kept after it for 
several seconds.

I felt her release my cock from her mouth and she said, 
"Here Boo you taste too!"

I felt a new mouth cover the head of my cock, it felt a 
lot different. Where Mandy's mouth had felt smooth and 
silky, Boo's felt kind of hot and a lot rougher. I was 
amazed that their mouths felt so different to me.

Mandy watched Boo suck me for a little while and then she 
said, "Ok girl, you going to share that!" and laughed. I 
laughed too.

I had never thought that having sex could actually be 
funny, but it was. We had all laughed really heartily at 
different times. I knew that I loved doing this, 
especially with them. I said, "God this is fun, I don't 
want this to ever stop, I could do this forever!"

They both thought that was funny too. Mandy said, "David, 
we have dreamed about this so many times, for so long, we 
love to make love to each other, but we always thought we 
were making love with you."

Boo said, "Mandy is the one that dreams so much, don't 
pay any attention to her crazy ideas!" We all laughed at 
her.

Mandy said, "I have never done this with anyone, I mean 
... not with a guy. I did not want to do it with anyone 
but David ... and I never will!"

These were not funny words they were serious ones. I 
said, "I love you Mandy and I am glad you want to do this 
with me. I want to do it with you too ... and Boo too, of 
course."

Boo thought that was funny, that I had remembered to 
include her in my statement and she kind of giggled and 
said, "Hey, I would have done it with my boy friend, but 
he is such a nerd, he does not have the least idea of my 
needs. Sometimes I think there is something wrong with 
him."

I thought about what Boo was saying. I had to admit 
anyone that did not want to fuck Boo had to have 
something wrong with his or her ideas or attitudes. At 
the same time I was thankful that she was not doing with 
someone else, it worried me with all the unsafe, even 
deadly, things that kids were doing to each other these 
days.

The novelty of playing with my cock was beginning to wear 
off, but I could tell that they were very curious about 
exactly what a man had down there. They were now studying 
my cock and balls. Boo put her hands under my balls and 
lifted them up, seemed like she was judging how much they 
weighed and size. She said, "What an amazing thing, I had 
ideas about what they looked like, but God, I never 
expected them to look like this."

I said, "I never even thought about it, I had them all my 
life."

They both just about fell over laughing and I laughed 
with them.

Mandy was finally getting braver and she said, "Well Big 
Brother, I bet we got something you ain't never had! I 
can show it to you if you want to see it?"

At first I started to laugh, but with the last statement, 
I was suddenly on fire with lust again and I said, "I 
would love to see it."

She looked back at me, I think to see if I was serious or 
not.

She said, "Ok, you just stay where you are at and I will 
let you get a good look." and she began to move. She 
raised up on the bed and spun around so she was facing me 
and looked at how I was situated on the bed. I could see 
that she was trying to plan how to let me see her body.

She looked back at Boo. Boo was still fondling my balls 
and occasionally stoking the length of my penis.

Mandy said, "I got an idea" and she moved off the edge of 
the bed and stood up on the floor. She then lifted one 
foot up on the bed and stepped up on the bed so she was 
standing looking down at me. All her weight on one side 
of the bed caused the whole thing to kind of tilt toward 
her and I felt myself sliding across the sheet toward her 
feet. I put one of my arms out to keep from moving any 
more.

She took a couple of little steps so she was close to me 
then slowly lifted her left foot up and set it down on 
the opposite side of my chest. She was still standing up 
and was straddling me at about chest level and she was 
facing the wall at the top of the bed.


I was looking directly up the front of her body at the 
perfect V of her light colored pubic hair. Mandy's pubic 
area was not very hairy kind of a fine cover of peachy 
colored fluff was all.

I remembered how she used to complain about having "mouse 
hair", so fine and thin and she always wanted her hair to 
be like Boo's. Boo had lots of hair, when she fixed it 
up, she always called it her "big hair". Where Mandy's 
was kind of wispy and would fly all around in the wind, 
Boo's was thick and full and even after spending a whole 
night at a football game her hair looked like she had 
just brushed it into place.

Boo's hair was darker than Mandy's too. Mandy had a kind 
of dark blonde hair, and it was really pretty to me, 
especially in the sun. She had some red in it and when 
she was in bright sunlight, she had almost a halo of pink 
around her face and head. It made her look like an angel 
so innocent. Many times Boo had told her how beautiful it 
was when she was in the sun but I don't think Mandy cared 
about that. She just wanted it to stay in place. Always 
she bitched about it being so messy.

Mandy was in kind of precarious stance, hard for her to 
keep her balance with the bed sinking down each time she 
shifted her weight. She raised her hands and placed the 
palms on the wall at the top of the bed and she stopped 
so much moving around, it stabilized her and she looked 
down between her arms at my face.

I could see the crevice between her legs all the way 
around to where her butt cheeks came together. From that 
far away I really could not see much of her and she said, 
"Want a close up look?"

I looked up at her face and she saw from the look in my 
eyes that I would like a close up look. She began to 
slowly squat down, bending her knees and letting her 
hands slide down the wall.

She lowered her bottom until it was over my chest, and 
almost against me. I had to tilt my head forward, almost 
pushing my chin into my chest and looked between her legs 
I could see only the front of her pussy. I could see the 
ridge of tissue that comes down to her clitoris and the 
opening of her vagina. I was studying her pussy like 
crazy I was so curious that I did not even feel what Boo 
was doing to me. As close to my chest as Mandy was I was 
a little distressed that I did not get as good a view as 
I wanted, plus with the lights down low, it was dark and 
I could not see.

She held that position for several seconds before I 
noticed that her legs were starting to quiver with 
fatigue and I realized that she would not be able to stay 
like that much longer.

I put my hands on her ass checks, one hand to each cheek 
and pushed up on her, she slowly lifted her bottom up 
higher off my chest. Finally when she was about as high 
above me as the length of my forearms, I stopped pushing 
up and she stopped raising herself. I put my elbows into 
my sides and kind of held her, she got the idea and kind 
of rested her ass into my hands, my forearms acting as 
kind of a chair.

Mandy and Boo neither weigh a lot, probably 120 pounds, 
and I could hold Mandy like that easily. I had a much 
better view of her pussy too. Raising up had allowed more 
light from the bedside lamp to shine on to her and I 
could clearly see her.

I looked at her pussy for a long time. I watched her and 
was amazed at what I was seeing. Her pussy was not really 
soaking wet, just a light covering of moisture. I kind of 
lift my arms toward my face and her lower body moved up 
close to my face, and I got the first smell of her. I did 
not expect her to smell like she did, a fresh scent, 
unlike anything I had ever smelled before. Clean and 
feminine and so unbelievably sexy I took big breaths of 
air savoring every odor of her.

As I watched her I noticed something else too, with a 
kind of steady grasping action her cunt would close up 
real tight and then flair open. I could not believe it, 
her cunt would close down to almost nothing, the opening 
getting a wrinkled kind of look and then it would flare 
back open.

I suddenly realized that Mandy was doing that, I could 
hear her as she kind of groaned with each contraction and 
I could feel her butt cheeks tighten up each time she did 
it. Also each time she contracted her hips would kind of 
roll forward. I saw her lower stomach contracting and 
relaxing, she was making those contractions with her 
stomach muscles.

I watched it happening in front of my face, now I was the 
one in the trance. With her setting on my hands and arms, 
she could concentrate on contracting and relaxing her 
muscles. She was getting some pleasure out of it too. 
Each time she contracted she would suck in a deep breath 
and make little whimpering sounds as she exhaled.

Then she started contracting really hard, the opening of 
her vagina clamping down to almost nothing and then she 
pressed back really hard and fast. Kind of like she was 
fluttering the muscles of her stomach, maybe even like 
she was trying to take a crap. I hoped she did not do 
that, but I would not have moved if she had.

I felt the muscles in her butt tighten and then the back 
of her legs and then I got a real shock, her entire 
vagina seemed to open up like a dark little tunnel and I 
could see the light reflect off the fluid deep inside of 
her vagina. I was totally absorbed by what I saw.

I said, "God Mandy, do that again!"

She kind of giggled and said, "Getting a good view Big 
Brother?"

I could only mumble an "Uh-huh" and shake my head up and 
down.

She continued to giggle for a second then I felt her 
contract really hard and then push down on me again. 
There was the tunnel again and I was amazed.

She started doing this over and over, tight hole - open 
tunnel.

I watched closely, after about 6 or 7 openings and 
closings I saw clear fluid from inside her collecting at 
the very bottom of her vagina and flow down toward her 
anus.

I watched her do the contractions over and over and then 
something wet dropped on to my chest. So much moister had 
collected on her bottom that it was starting to drip off 
on to my chest. With each contraction she made a small 
little rivulet of the fluid would course its way from her 
vagina down to her bottom. So much had collected on her 
that each squeezed out flow caused a big thick drop to 
fall from her on to me.

In the flicks the guys had brought to the dorm some of 
the porn star women got really wet, but I thought they 
got wet because they put something on themselves to cut 
down the irritation. I looked up at Mandy and said, "God 
your wet!"

She kind of giggled and said, "Only for you Big Brother."

I had completely forgotten about Boo, until she flopped 
down on the bed beside me, her head on the pillow beside 
mine.

She said, "I love to watch her do this, I can not do it 
as good as she can. But I try!" and she giggled.

I said, "Sorry I got so busy watching Mandy, I forgot 
about you."

She laughed and said, "Hey, if I needed something believe 
me I would get it!"

I laughed and so did Mandy. Mandy even said, "Girl you 
can get me any time you want to!"

We all laughed. Boo said, "Do it some more Mandy, I want 
to watch too!"

Mandy did not say anything but I felt her begin to 
contract her stomach again, it took her several times 
before she was again doing the tight closed-tunnel thing 
again.

Boo was breathing much heavier than me, I guess that 
since she and Mandy had been sex partners for so long 
that it did not take Boo nearly as long as me to get all 
excited.

I felt her hand move across my stomach and grasp my penis 
again. She was not jacking me off this time only holding 
my penis straight up from my body. I was so hard that 
before she grasped me my penis was pointed straight up my 
stomach.

She kind of wiggled me up and down and I could not keep 
from hunching my hips into her hand. I was getting hot 
and ready to cum again.

Boo looked at my face and saw the lust on my features she 
said, "I think it is time that you fucked our little 
sister!"

I looked at her and then up at Mandy, it was obvious that 
Mandy would do it now if I wanted to.

I began to push my arms down and guided her so that her 
wet pussy was directly above my cock that Boo kept waving 
up and down.

Mandy had her hands on top of the headboard of the bed 
and slowly extended her body backwards as I moved her 
down.

I lowered her ever so slightly, until jus the tip of my 
cock was passing through her pubic hair. I lowered Mandy 
a fraction of an inch more and I felt the head of my cock 
slap against her pubic area. The head must of hit right 
on top of her clit because she almost fell over and 
moaned really loud. I had to struggle to hold her ass 
above my cock.

Boo kept passing my cock back and forth through Mandy's 
pubic area and each time I could feel it hit her and she 
would moan.

I lowered Mandy another fraction and the head of my cock 
came to a stop pressing directly on her clit. Boo was 
suddenly jiggling my cock side to side almost as fast as 
a vibrator and Mandy began to shake and quiver with it.

Boo did that for a while, I had my eyes closed the 
feeling were so intense that I had to concentrate to keep 
from cumming. I think Mandy had to do the same thing.

Boo pressed my cock hard into Mandy and I felt it slide 
on past her cunt and stick straight up the crack of 
Mandy's ass.

I did not want to put my cock in Mandy's ass, I wanted it 
in her cunt.

I felt Boo began to pull it back up between us and I 
raised Mandy up just a little and my cock was suddenly 
right against her hole. I could feel her contracting and 
releasing her cunt and it felt wonderful.

I lowered Mandy just a little and the head of my cock 
went inside of her. I rolled my hips up and more of my 
cock slipped into her. I did this about 20 times, pushing 
the head in to her then pulling it out. Mandy started 
saying, "Fuck me, oh God it feels so good, I never ..." 
She did not finish her sentence just started saying, 
"FUCK ME", over and over and trying to push me deeper 
into her.

She said, "Oh God, I am going to cum, I can not stop, Oh, 
God"

Her body was suddenly a quivering, shaking mass of flesh, 
her jaw was slacked and she was shaking so bad that 
saliva was coming from her mouth. I think she came so 
hard that she almost passed out and almost fell off me. 

I tried to keep her from falling sideways. To do that I 
had to pull my arms out from under her ass, when I did 
she actually dropped down on to my cock, burying it deep 
inside of her. That set off another series of shaking 
inside of her, so hard that I thought she was having 
convulsions, in some ways I guess she was.

Her cunt was grasping my cock like a fist, I mean really 
hard it would grasp down and then release. It was doing 
it so fast I knew that she could not be doing it 
consciously. Her body was in total ecstasy. She was so 
out of it that she was almost not with us. Whatever was 
happening inside of her was out of her control and she 
was just going with it.

I almost came inside of her, but I gritted my teeth and 
looked at Boo. Boo was hot too, I could see it in her 
eyes, she wanted what was happening to Mandy to be 
happening to her.

Mandy had turned loose of the headboard of the bed and 
her chest was on top of mine. Her orgasm continued of its 
own accord for what seemed like a long time. Even once 
the major portions of the convulsions were over I could 
feel little muscle spasms running inside of her body, 
little shaking quivers and sudden shakes of her ass.

I was about to cum again and I looked at Boo again. She 
said, "Was that good or what?"

I said, "It was what ... cause it was better than good!"

She looked at me and said, "Did you cum?"

I said, "Almost but ... no. I can cum pretty soon 
though."

She got a big, happy smile on her face and kind of 
whispered, "Save it for me, please."

Mandy was indeed almost unconscious, just a limp rag of a 
girl, I felt her relaxing deeper and deeper and knew that 
she would go to sleep if I did not move.

With a steady pressure I started to roll her off me, I 
felt her legs straighten out, my cock still buried deep 
inside of her.

As I rolled her over on her side, I felt a deep 
contraction of her vagina on my cock and I had to stop or 
I would have cum right then. I gritted my teeth and held 
on to keep from cumming and suddenly I felt what I 
thought the same sensations as Mandy felt when she did 
the tight closed-open tunnel thing. I had a hard pressure 
on my abdominal muscles and I had been right before, I 
could feel the same muscles tighten that I would use to 
go to the bathroom.

As soon as I figured that out, I knew that I could stop 
my cum, if I did not let myself get to far into 
ejaculation. I held it and rolled Mandy on over to the 
bed, she was laying beside me and I pulled her close to 
me into an ever so tight hug. She mumbled, saying, "Um" 
and snuggled her head into my chest.

Boo had snuggled up to my back and was laying real close. 
She was slowly stroking her nails up and down the side of 
my body. I held Mandy for a couple more minutes, watching 
a deep peaceful look spread over her face. She was going 
to sleep and I held her while she did.

I leaned forward and kissed her face, little kisses, ever 
so gentle. I kissed her from her forehead to her chin, 
little soft kisses, just lightly pressing my lips to her 
delicate skin. I still had my cock inside of her and I 
could feel the blood begin to flow into her cunt again 
and it started soft little grasping movements. I knew 
that if I kept up the soft kissing that Mandy would wake 
up and I would have to fuck her again. I knew that if I 
fucked her again that I would cum and then Boo would be 
disappointed. I stopped kissing her and just held her for 
a second.

Boo felt me stop making love to Mandy and she got more 
aggressive with her hands, stroking up my back to my neck 
and then down the center of my back. Chill bumps began to 
follow her fingers and she kind of giggled as I flinched 
as she made the sensitive trails up and down me.

I slowly released my hold on Mandy and moved my hips 
back. My still super hard cock slowly slipped out of her. 
She let me go, I don't think she was aware of my leaving 
her, I hoped she took a long nap.

Finally I was very loosely holding Mandy, almost at arms 
length. We were still all on just the top sheet and the 
cool air from the bedroom made my cock feel kind of 
sticky.

I release Mandy and slowly pulled my arm from under her. 
It was asleep, I guess Mandy had been lying on it long 
enough to cut the blood circulation off. I rolled onto my 
back and began to rub my numb arm and shake it trying to 
get it to stop tingling.

Boo wasted no time, she put her hand on my cock and 
jacked me up and down a couple of times. She said, "God 
you're all sticky, let me get a warm cloth to clean you 
up just a little" and rolled away from me to get up off 
the bed.

As she moved away, I said, "Yeah, that would be great."

She said, "I'll be right back."

I continued to rub my arm and watched Boo as she hopped 
up off the bed and hurried across to the bathroom door.

When she opened the door, she left it standing open when 
she walked in and I could see that there was someone in 
the bathroom. That came as a surprise. I could not tell 
who it was, the bright light from the bathroom behind the 
person kind of blinded me a little.

I was not expecting to see someone else and my modesty 
must have kicked in and I started looking for something 
to cover myself with. The bedding was piled up on the 
floor next to the bed and I pulled it onto the bed in a 
big wad.

I was glancing at the bathroom and trying to get the 
covers untangled.

I heard Boo talking, she said, "I need a cloth."

The other person still had not said anything, but I saw 
them move back a little and Boo opened a door and 
rummaged around for a second, pulling a rag out of the 
cabinet. She reached out and started the water running. 
The noise of the water made it hard for me to hear what 
Boo said next, I could not understand the words.

I listened to them and continued working on the covers. I 
got the sheet and blanket separated from the spread and 
flipped the sheet so that it billowed up and I covered 
Mandy with it too. I then did the same thing with the 
light blanket. I realized that I was kind of chilled and 
the covers felt good.

I heard a few giggles and then a big laugh from the 
bathroom. Boo came out of the bathroom and closed the 
door with the regular loud click it made.

She walked directly back to the bed and looked down at 
me. She had a huge smile on her face. I was lying back on 
the bed looking up at her a questioning look on my face.

She said, "That was mom, our rooms share the bathroom. 
She was very happy that you are here and said she wanted 
to talk to you in the morning and that I should go have 
"fun"".

I got a real serious look on my face and started to say 
something but Boo cut me off.

She said, "Don't worry about it, Mom has been OK with us 
like this for longer than we have been dreaming about 
it."

I was still troubled by it and Boo saw the expression on 
my face. She said, "Keep it straight ... I mean ... it is 
not only OK with mom, she wanted this to happen, OK?"

I resigned myself to what Boo was saying and nodded my 
head to indicate that I understood.

Boo said, "Hey this cloth is going to be cold, you want 
me to put a cold towel on it?" and she pointed at my 
cock.

I laughed and said, "NO, not really might cause me to 
have a heart attack."

She laughed and said, "OK, then show it to me!"

I flipped the sheet and blanket off me, but tried to keep 
from covering Mandy with the extra, I kind of made a pile 
of bedding between us.

Boo climbed back on the bed and sat next to my hip and 
put the washcloth on to my cock. It was warmer than I 
expected but it felt good. I just leaned back in the bed 
and let her clean me up.

She washed my cock first and then wiped down between my 
legs and across my stomach. I had not realized that I was 
that covered with fluid from Mandy.

I moved my legs apart and felt a cold wet spot on the 
bed. I knew then what my friends at school meant when 
they said, "I had to sleep in the wet spot."

I laughed at my thoughts and Boo glanced up at me and 
said, "What's so funny."

I told her about sleeping in the wet spot and she giggled 
and said, "From now on we will be more careful and get us 
another sheet to put under us."

That made me feel good, not because of the sheet idea, 
but because of the idea of us doing this again. My life 
was going to be a lot different from now on and I was 
really excited by the whole idea.

Boo kept washing me and I enjoyed the feeling of her 
hands, the rough texture of the cloth and I could feel my 
cock coming back. It had not gotten soft, but with the 
surprise of mom having been in the bathroom had 
definitely caused a minor reduction in hardness.

She said, "That feel good?"

I said, "Absolutely wonderful."

She said, "Good, but I got something that will feel even 
better!"

I kind of chuckled and she giggled.

She washed for a few more seconds and then said, "This is 
getting cold, I should stop."

I said, "Yeah, it is making me chilly."

She tossed the rag toward the desk it landed on the desk 
and stayed there.

I held my arms out to her and she just kind of melted 
into me.

Her lips sought mine in a deep hunger and our teeth 
actually clicked together as she was kissing me. This 
time she was putting almost as much effort into her 
kissing as Mandy, there was a difference in how much 
tongue she used and I reciprocated with more of mine.



Chapter 7 - We Get the Job Done
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Her lips sought mine in a deep, driving hunger, our teeth 
clicking together as she was kissing me. This time she 
was putting almost as much effort into her kissing as 
Mandy had. There was a difference in how much tongue she 
used and I reciprocated with more of mine.

We were lying on the bed, with only a small ridge of 
bedding separating us from Mandy's sleeping form. Mandy 
had hardly moved for the past 15 minutes, her breathing 
so soft and regular, she slept as soundly as a baby, it 
was almost like music to my ears. I caught myself 
glancing at Mandy and I felt so wonderful when I did.

Boo must have seen me looking at Mandy, because she 
stopped for a long second and looked into my eyes. I 
smiled at her, but that did not seem to be what she 
wanted. I felt some kind of change come over her. The 
aggression, heat, lust, something seemed entirely 
different suddenly. Almost like cold water had been 
dumped on her. She snuggled into my arms and placing her 
head on my chest.

I held her close to me and thought about it for a while. 
The bed was a terrible mess, wrinkled covers, pillows 
lying all around, it all put me in a weird frame of mine, 
I guess I just felt sort of uncomfortable. Boo picked up 
on my discomfort and asked, "Are you OK?"

I said, "Yeah, I am fine, just got to thinking about 
things a minute ago, amazing things have happened to me 
today, to all of us really."

She said, "You are right about that!"

We just held each other for a few minutes, not saying 
anything.

I think she was worried that I did not want to make love 
to her and I said, "I love you Boo, so much it hurts. I 
am glad we are here. It is strange now to think that what 
we used to have between us did not include this ... I 
mean it just seems so natural and right for us to be 
here."

She kind of wiggled all over, I could feel the joy she 
felt at my having said that, and she said, "It makes me 
feel absolutely wonderful to hear that. I have dreamed 
about being like this with YOU since I was really young."

Then she got kind of serious and said, "It was a strange 
way for a little girl to feel ... like ... um ... 
attracted to her ... you know ... at least it seemed so 
to me."

I nodded my head and just listened to her.

She started to say something else, or maybe it was just a 
huge relaxing sigh. Then she got quite and lowered her 
head to my chest.

I thought about what she had just said. I could remember 
times when we were kids and Boo spent so much time in the 
room shared by us boys. Where Mandy had always been the 
one to coming running to me when she had a crisis, like 
having a little kiddy accident or got scared, it was 
indeed Boo who just seemed to be around all the time. I 
never realized that she was there for any reason other 
than just being there, just another one of us kids. She 
was always in such close proximity to me, any time I was 
in the house; Boo would be not more than ten feet away 
from me.

I suddenly felt a much deeper love for her than even five 
minutes ago a feeling of satisfaction seemed to flow 
through every fiber of my body. I sucked in a deep breath 
of air, smelling the clean smell of her hair and the odor 
rising up from between our bodies.

I looked at her and said, "Boo, you know, I never 
realized just how much time you spent around me until 
just now."

She laughed and said, "I did, didn't I!"

I laughed too and said, "Wow, you were like part of me. 
It just came to be the natural thing to have you around. 
If you were not in the room with me, even for a couple of 
minutes, I just unconsciously came and looked for you. I 
think I worried about you when you were not close enough 
for me to see all the time"

She laughed and said, "Yep, it was natural for me too and 
I used to go hide in my room, just hoping that you would 
come find me. You always did too."

She snuggled up to me again, actually kind of stroking 
her face into my chest, she said, "I used to get so upset 
when Mandy would come running to you with all those made 
up things."

I looked at her kind of curiously and she saw the look in 
my eyes and she laughed.

I said, "What do you mean by that?"

She raised up and looked over my body at Mandy, like she 
did not really want to talk about it with Mandy so close, 
she said, "We probably should not talk about that in 
here."

I said, "Well, I bet, most of those things were just to 
get my attention anyway, and there was no harm in it. I 
loved her to death when she was little, just like you. 
Heck, I still love you both to, Oh, God, you will never 
know how much"

Boo said, "I know that, but they sometimes made me mad at 
her the way she just acted so aggressive and always got 
your attention. I mean, I just craved you to pay more 
attention to me, but Mandy just seemed to know how to get 
you undivided attention so much more than me."

I felt Mandy moving beside me as she rolled over on her 
side, her back to me.

I was still lying right next to Boo and had my arms 
tightened around her and it felt great.

I felt Boo kind of shaking, and I felt the cool wetness 
of a tear as it coursed down my chest.

I said, "Shhhh, I know how tough this has all been on you 
... and now I am doing this ..."

Boo glanced over my shoulder at Mandy."

She looked back at me, a kind of perturbed look on her 
face and said, "See what I mean! We are trying to talk 
and Mandy is doing something to get your attention, even 
while she is sleeping."

I looked at Boo and whispered, "Hey I want her to sleep, 
I don't want her to disturb what I got in mind for us!!!"

She smiled and kind of snuggled up to me.

I felt Mandy moving again and she flipped the covers off 
of herself and began to get out of the bed. I rolled over 
on my back and looked at her, she had her back turned to 
the bed, but she slowly turned around so she was facing 
us and said, "I'm hungry, I am going to go get a sandwich 
or something. I'll be back in a little while."

Boo was looking at her too. We both knew that she had 
heard most of what I had said. From the look in Boo's 
eyes and the way I knew I felt, we were both kind of 
shaky about Mandy leaving the room.

I said, "I hope I did not upset you."

She laughed and said, "No way, I really do understand all 
of it, what Boo said, especially and you ... I love you 
and Boo too, so why should I be upset? Now we get to do 
this anytime we want to ... it really is what we both 
wanted. We have discussed this, between us. I hope we get 
to do this a lot."

Boo said, "I love you Mandy and you know me, sometimes I 
get kind of crazy ..."

Mandy looked at her real seriously and said, "Boo, me and 
you we got a special kind of relationship, we always 
have."

Boo looked kind of curious for a second, then Mandy said, 
"The past year or so, since Mr. Big Brother went off to 
school, who have I spent most of my time coming to?"

Boo got a new look of deep affection in her eyes, she 
said, "Mandy, I have loved the past couple of years ... 
more than ever when we were just kids, but ... I missed 
David too ... but I wanted to spend my every waking 
moment with you."

I just listened to the banter going between the two of 
them and was getting a new understanding of what was 
continuing to happen between them.

Always before they had been a little more competitive, 
especially Boo, but now, maybe because of the family shit 
hitting the fan, they were developing a new respect and 
acceptance of each other.

I decided to stay out of it and just let things take 
their course, in the end I expected things to be just 
perfect for all of us.

Boo and Mandy continued to look at each other, big smiles 
and knowing looks passing back and forth between each 
other. Mandy started giggling and said, "Where's my 
clothes and she moved around the stuff on the floor with 
her foot. 

She bent to pickup a T-shirt, which was mine. She pushed 
it to her face and said, "Um, I just love the way you 
smell". 

She slipped it over her head and turned to walk out the 
door. As she walked away she began to do her imitation of 
a "snake" she quickly snapped her hips side to side, and 
said, "boom-cha-boom-shis-kah-boom", like a really sexy 
girl walking.

I kind of chuckled as she walked away and Boo said, "That 
girl ... she is amazing!"

Mandy stopped at the door, looked back at us, kind of 
slouched to the side and put her index in her finger 
mouth, sucked in a really sexy way and in her best 
Marylyn Monroe imitation said, "Coffee, tea or me? Bring 
you something hot?"

We all started laughing like crazy people. Finally when 
the laughter had calmed down a little, between bouts of 
giggling said, "Want something to drink?"

Boo had to put her hand over her mouth and finally said, 
"Ok bring me a coke ... now get out, get out!"

I said, "Me too ... but no tranquilizers!"

Mandy looked curious and Boo started laughing. Boo was 
laughing so hard she could not talk, so she just started 
waving her hand at Mandy telling her to go, to get out 
and leave fast!

Mandy opened the door and slipped out, she moved kind of 
sideways, the last part of her to disappear was her head, 
a very low sound came from the door as it closed, the 
sound echoing through the room.

Boo was lying on her back, so I rolled over on my right 
side and placed my left arm gently on top of her. She was 
still covered by the sheet and I ran my hand down under 
her, with the sheet between her skin and my hand.

She said, "I want to feel your skin against mine" and 
began to struggle trying to get the tangled sheet from 
between my hand and her body.

Once she succeeded in removing the sheet, she just 
snuggled down in to me. I put my left leg over the top of 
her legs and hooked my heel under her legs and held her 
to me. The feeling of serene comfort passing through me 
as we held ourselves so tightly to each other.

I heard her moaning deep inside her throat, saying 
"Mummmmm, your make me feel so good, I want to hold you 
like this forever.

The silky texture of her skin on my body felt wonderful 
to me. I hugged her tighter and she seemed to mold to me, 
for a long time I held her like that. We were so much 
together that I wanted her to become part of me.

She said, "David, you are holding me to tight again, I 
can hardly breath."

I said, "I can hardly breath too, but it is not from your 
holding me ... it just the excitement of having you so 
close like this."

She laughed and said, "Yeah, well it is exciting to me 
too, but my problem is you are squeezing me, loosen up a 
little."

I released some of the tension I had around her and I 
could feel the muscles in my arms loosen and kind of ache 
from how tight I had them around her.

She rolled over so that we were lying side-beside, her 
facing me.

I still had my arms around her. Her hands and arms were 
free and she began to rub her left hand across my chest, 
scratching my skin with her long fingernails.

Chill bumps coursed up and down the front of my body, 
leaving a trail of dimpled skin that felt like fire 
dumped on the surface of my skin.

My lower body arched forward in to her abdomen, my cock 
punching her in the belly.

She made an "umphing" sound as her breath escaped and 
said, "Oh God, David it fells like a hot poker against 
me."

I felt her wiggling her body and a small space opened 
between us, she slid her right arm down the small crack 
between or bodies, I felt the palm of her hand as she 
grasped the head of my cock. She tightened her grip and 
began to squeeze the head of my penis repeatedly.

With each hard grasp of her hand, my pelvis rocked 
forward, driving my cock in to her hand. Her hand, which 
was held tightly in place between our bodies, felt 
wonderful as my cock was forced to flow through the palm 
of her hand.

I moved my head just a little and she tilted her head 
back, I was kissing her deeply again, my teeth coming 
into contact with hers. 

Our mouths seemed to glue each other together and she 
tasted so sweat to me, the nectar of her kiss was like 
gasoline poured on a raging fire. The heat of passion 
flashing through me like waves crashing on the seashore.

As I fucked into her hand, I could feel the tension of my 
cum building inside my balls and realized that I was 
about to cum.

I broke the rising passion of the kiss, and whispered, 
because that was all I could do, "God Boo, I am going to 
cum!

Instantly she released me and began to try to escape my 
grasp, she was trying to escape from me, but my body 
seemed to have taken control away from, my hips kept 
thrusting into her.

Suddenly she screamed, in almost total desperation, 
"David, Goddamn it, turn me loose, I need to ..."

I guess the tone of her voice brought me back and I 
released her and she almost jumped away from me.

She had only and instant before I was going to shoot off 
and she used it wisely.

Suddenly, her right hand flew out and slapped me hard, 
right across the face and she had her left hand drawn 
back like she was going to hit me again.

The pain was so intense, my hips jerked away from her, 
and I actually ducked my head. I think she would have hit 
me again if I had thrust my hips into her instead of 
pulling away.

My mind suddenly refocused on her.

She had a super pissed look on her face and she said, 
"Goddamn you, I have not had mine yet and if you cum on 
me, I will ..."

She saw by the look in my eye that I was back.

She said, "Sorry, but I ain't ready yet and this is my 
first time with you, I want it to be good for me too!"

I said, "Yes, me too, I just lost it there for a second. 
Honest, something had control of me, not me, honest."

She was setting up, her knees bent and she leaned back on 
the calves of her legs.

She looked me in the eye for a second and she could see 
that I was not bullshitting her.

I rolled on to my back, she was kind of kneeling on the 
bed, but her weight was pressed down on her calves.

She looked my body up and down, from my face to my chest. 
Slowly she reached out her left hand and placed it 
lightly on my chest.

The look of passion was coming back to her face and she 
began to make little circular movements of her fingers on 
my chest.

Our eyes were glued together, and the circular motions of 
her hand was getting bigger and bigger.

I jerked, spastically, as the tips of her nails dragged 
across the under side of my cock.

She looked me in the eyes for a fraction of second, then 
turned her head and looked at my cock.

She continued to drag her nails across my lower abdomen, 
but she stayed clear of my cock with them.

She kind of scrunched herself sideways and soon had the 
front of her body toward my feet her ass was at about my 
shoulder level on the left.

She slowly leaned forward on her knees, her breast coming 
into contact with my lower rib cage. She placed the left 
side of her face on my belly at my waist, the top of her 
head laid over the end of my cock.

With her face on my stomach, she bent her neck. I could 
see her eyes and she looked me directly in the face.

All she would have to do was raise her right leg, 
straddle over my head, and we would have been in a 69 
position. But she did not do that, instead she just 
continued to look me in the eyes.

A slow smile began to show on her face.

I was wondering what she was smiling about and kind of 
got a curious look on my face. She never said a word, 
just kept smiling at me, suddenly her tongue came out, 
slowly liked the rim of her lips and a look of deep lust 
replaced the smile.

I had been so intent on keeping eye contact that I was 
almost oblivious to the other things that were happening, 
until I felt a kind of rippling of muscles on my left 
shoulder.

I glanced to my left side. I was looking directly into 
the crack of her ass. She had spread her legs, by moving 
her left leg away from me, and she had her hand between 
her legs.

As I watched, her fingers made a series super-fast 
flicking actions across the clitoral ridge of her 
womanhood. I felt the muscles in her upper body began to 
contract and glanced down at her face. Her eyes were 
tightly closed, her facial features slackened as I 
watched, she rocked her head side to side, pressing her 
cheek into my stomach, the feelings of wanton lust 
coursed through me.

I looked back at her ass and cunt she still had her 
fingers on her clitoris, but the motion of her fingers 
had widened to include all of her mound and began to dip 
into the wet opening passage.

She slipped her hand back far enough to roll her fingers 
up toward her asshole and held her hand tightly clamped 
to her cunt, almost like she was covering over the 
opening with her fingers. Her middle finger dipped into 
the wetness at the mouth of her vagina and was pushed 
deep inside of her. She rolled her hips forward into her 
hand by arching her back upward. At the peak arch of her 
back she suddenly pulled her fingers from her cunt and 
drove them back into herself. She repeatedly pulled her 
fingers from her body and with steady pressure pushed 
them deep into herself.

The whole time she was doing this she never touched me 
except with the side of her face. Boo was putting on a 
show for me and I was really enjoying watching her. I 
felt the softness of her cheeks on my stomach and the 
hard, rougher texture of the side of her head where my 
cock was trapped in her hair.

I flexed the muscles in my abdomen and my cock pulsed. I 
did that a number of times, feeling my cock bulge as 
blood was pumped into it and shrink slightly as it flowed 
out. Boo must of felt me doing the flexing, I looked down 
at her face, she had her eyes open and was watching me. 
She smiled at me her lips quivered as a spasm of shivers 
flowed through her.

She began to move and I moved just slightly to allow her 
to pull her left arm from under her. She slowly raised 
herself into a crawling position, lifted her right leg 
and straddled my face, her cunt not more than 6 inches 
from my nose and lips. I heard a funny little giggle and 
then she suddenly lowered her cunt directly on to my face 
and kind of shook her ass in a wiggling motion. She 
pressed down on my face, for a second I thought she was 
actually going to set on my face with all her body 
weight. I even felt a little panic course through me as I 
realized I could not breathe.

Before I could do anything she pulled her cunt away from 
my face by rolling completely over me, she was lying on 
her back on the other side of me from before and she was 
laughing like crazy. I looked at her. I could see that 
she was having a great time playing and I smiled back at 
her.

I touched my lips and face with my fingers. I could feel 
the slippery feeling of wetness on my nose and mouth from 
where she had pressed her cunt onto me. My tongue brushed 
across the edge of my lips and I could taste her. The 
smell also, wow, my senses were just totally overloaded.

Boo was watching me, and she asked, "Taste good?" She 
giggled as she watched my face, for a second I was not 
sure what to say.

I chuckled and said, "Sure does!"

She asked, "Want to really get a good taste?"

I thought a second and said, "Sure if you want me to."

She saw the moment of hesitation and said, "Well, 
actually I am ready to fuck ... I'd rather ..."

I did not wait for her to finish, I raised up into a 
setting position and spun around so we were face to face 
and began to try to get in top of her.

She had a funny look in her eyes and I slowed down a 
little.

She said, "I want to be on top, ok?"

I just kind of nodded my head ok.

She began to try to slide out from under me. I moved 
enough to allow her to escape.

She raised up and spun around and laid her head back on 
the pillows at the head of the bed and raised her arms 
for me to come to her.

I followed her and again we were face to face and I 
kissed her again. The kisses were not nearly as 
passionate as the first times, but I could still feel the 
wanton need in her body.

With steady pressure on her, I rolled her on top of me, 
into the same position that I had fucked Mandy before.
 
Boo did not waste anytime. As she rolled on top, she 
spread her legs and put one knee at waist level on either 
side of me, reached down between us, pushed my cock back 
and slowly lowered her cunt to me.

I felt her slide me inside of her. I went deeper and 
deeper into her, until I was fully inside. She held very 
still, shivering slightly, low moans of pleasure coming 
from her. The sound she was making was a lot like a cat 
purring, in short bursts of sound. I could feel the 
vibrations through her whole body.

I glanced down her body and watched as the muscles of her 
back rippled and her hips rolled downward. The sensations 
coming from my cock were wonderful with the increased 
pressure as her pubic bone bore down onto me. I could not 
hold back the moans of ecstasy that came from me.

I placed my hands on her ass cheeks and pulled them 
apart. I felt her resituate her legs, spreading them 
further apart, the hot sweaty flesh of her inner legs, 
which was kind of sticking to me, begin slipping down my 
hips. The pressure from her pubic area became very 
intense, a burning feeling beginning in the area directly 
above where my cock joined to my body.

As fine as her pubic hair was, it felt like sandpaper to 
me. The intensity of the burning sensation seemed to 
increase by the second. I grabbed her ass cheeks and 
pulled her up the front of my body a fraction of an inch. 
The intense burning dissipated instantly and the pleasure 
returned.

I pushed my butt down into the bed and felt my cock slide 
out of her an inch or so. I rolled my hips upward and 
back in I went. I pushed upward and I felt my pubic bone 
hit hers, the burning was back, but this time it felt 
different, it was the most fantastic feeling. I rolled 
back and the burning was gone. I did the push forward-
roll-back motion several times.

Boo began to talk to me, saying, "Oh, my God, that feels 
good! ... fuck me! I need for you to fuck me like that, 
please!"

It took me only a second to do it a couple of more times 
and with each upward thrust her body convulsed against 
me, and she moaned, "Fuck me," in a breathless voice.

I started a rapid series of upward thrusts into her, over 
and over pounding into her as deep as I could go. She got 
into the action, coordinating her movements to mine. When 
I thrust up, she squeezed her legs together and pushed 
down on me. With each of her pushes, the burning 
sensation around the base of my cock increased, almost to 
an intolerable level.

I could feel her loose control as the muscles of her body 
took over the actions for her mind. She was almost 
jumping up and down on me. With each deep thrust I could 
see and feel her straining to get to the pinnacle of 
lust.

She started saying, "I'm almost there, almost there!"

I felt my nut sack contract into my body and with her 
words my mind also went into it's self. My hips were 
again out of my control, but this time so was Boo and we 
both were rising to orgasm together.

She began to mutter, "I'm cumming, God damn it fuck me, 
I'm cumming"

I joined her and voiced my passion, saying "Make me cum, 
Boo make me cum!"

If she was out of control before, she became even more so 
and was fucking me so hard that the burning had decreased 
to a dull feeling around my cock. Suddenly her entire 
body began to convulse, on top of me she was nothing but 
a quivering mass of flesh. I could feel her cunt milking 
me like a fist. Wave after convulse wave of contractions 
course through the walls of her vagina.

Then I was cumming with her my hot sperm shooting off. I 
grunted and moaned, "I cumming, God I cumming!"

Boo heard me and began to say, "Cum in me, cum in me", 
she said it over and over.

With each jerk of her body mine would respond with a 
spastic jerk and my cock would shoot into her again.

She was beginning to slow down just a little and the 
movements of her hips became more coordinated again. She 
would pull herself upward until just the head of my cock 
was inside of her and then thrust down on me. My cock 
would flow into her as smooth as silk. My cum and her 
juices mixed together to make her cunt so wet that I 
could feel the slippery coating covering her cunt area 
and my lower body, my belly, balls and even the crack of 
my ass were wet.

Boo slowed down her movements even more. Stroking her 
cunt up and down the length of my cock in a steady, but 
very slowly rhythm. She stroked my cock's full length and 
pressed her pubic bone really hard into me. Unlike before 
when her pubic bone hurt, this time it didn't, it felt 
different.

At the very deepest penetration I could get in her, just 
when she pressed hard into me, my cock would jerk and 
engorge it's self with blood. I felt the hot tip of my 
penis flaring wide. Boo's cunt responded to my flared 
penis opening wide like a flower.

I realized that it was not Boo doing anything different, 
but me. Combined with all the wetness of her and how she 
had kind of slipped down my body, maybe an inch or two 
during orgasm. Instead of going straight into her I was 
entering at a very slight angle.

With each roll of her hips my cock tilted back just a 
little. Her clit had to be riding down the top of my cock 
into the nest of my rough pubic hair. Her pubic bone 
instead of hitting the smooth flesh a fraction of inch 
above my cock was coming down directly on the base of my 
cock forcing it to tilt back. So instead of our pubic 
bones hitting, my hard cock acted like a cushion into 
which she pressed her clit. 

I got into the movements, on Boo's up stroke I rolled my 
hips back ever so slightly. The next down push of her 
hips I felt my penis bend ever so slightly, it hurt just 
a tiny little bit. My cock seemed to hang right in the 
mouth of her cunt and when Boo pressed her pubic bone 
down hard my cock released and kind of snapped into her.

Boo's whole body shuddered with the first snapping 
feeling and her muscles jerked her cunt into my cock so 
hard pain caused my hips to jerk, but I stayed fully 
buried in her.

Boo jumped and said, "Oh Fuck!" At first I thought it had 
hurt her too.

My cock felt like I was pinching the head between my 
thumb and forefinger and then quickly slipping my thumb 
down over the hard rim of my cock.

Boo said, "God, what was that, it felt fantastic, I have 
never felt that before."

I was totally recovered from orgasm and said, "That 
Little Girl is REAL COCK!"

She whispered, "I am glad it is YOUR real cock in me. I 
want to feel that some more."
 
I chuckled and said, "Yeah, it is the REAL me alright, 
but I bet that toy one lasts a lot longer."

She moaned a little, but said, "Well, I think I prefer 
the real one over the toy one any day."

I said, "I'm glad you like the real one, but I want to 
see you play with the toy one too."

She mumbled back, "Hey, let's talk later, I got my mind 
on something else right now."

I laughed and said, "I don't think it is your mind that 
is on it right now."

She said, "Stop joking and just fuck me, OK"

I did not say a word, just grabbed her hipbones with my 
hands and kind of pushed down on her, kind of like I was 
going to slide her down my body.

She did not move at all, but her hips moved ever so 
slightly. I pushed my cock up in to her and felt the same 
little kink form in my cock as it did when it snapped 
into her.

I heard her take in a deep breath of air as my cock 
pressed hard into her clit. Steadily I increased the 
pressure trying to force my cock into her. The same exact 
thing happened as before, just when the pain became real 
intense my whole cock slipped free from the bend and flew 
into her.

As it entered her, she said, "Oh shit that felt good."

I began to do it in steady rhythm, pull out, bend it and 
let it snap into her.

She picked up the rhythm and began to do a double pump, 
once when my cock was bent the next when my cock was 
fully inside of her.

Her breathing was deep, but ragged, she said, "Keep that 
up and I am going to cum again!"

I began to do it faster. Pull out, push in, bend it and 
then snap roll my hips.

She began to say, "Fuck me" over and over.

After only a few more strokes she started her orgasm, her 
cunt flowering wide open and her body quaking and 
quivering.

Her orgasm went much longer than the first one. It was 
not as mind blowing for me, since I had already came but 
still it was very, very satisfying to see her cum and 
feel the pleasure that I was giving her. I watched her in 
the throws of orgasm and a big smile of pleasure was on 
my face. I held her in my arms as the waves of body 
trembling orgasm shook her, feeling her move ever so 
slightly to press her clit into the hardness of my cock.

Then in the flash of a second it was like all hell broke 
loose and things began to happen really fast. There was a 
huge reverberating crashing noise in the room. To me is 
sounded like a truck had smashed into the wall between 
the room we were in and the bathroom. My eyes and ears 
seemed to tune into an exact location of where the noise 
centered.

It instantly occurred to me that the noise sounded a lot 
like someone had, perhaps, fallen into the wall in the 
bathroom. The door to the bathroom, which was partially 
open, actually moved open about an inch or two. Even 
before it moved, I could see nearly all the bathroom, so 
it was not someone in there. 

Something happened then that made me even more curious. 
It was the strangest thing I have ever seen and for a 
second I thought I was seeing ghosts or something. 
Located on the same wall as the door going into the 
bathroom, but a couple feet away from the door was what 
looked like a good size mirror. It probably measured 36 
inches tall by maybe 48 inches wide. Just about the 
normal size for the vanity over which it was hanging. It 
was even nicely framed and could have been the mirror 
made at the factory for the vanity. The vanity was where 
the girls had their personal make-up and other stuff, 
bottles of this and that, all setting out and neatly 
arranged.

What was strange and spooked me was that suddenly almost 
right in the middle of the mirror there appeared a hand, 
more like the silhouette or shadow of a hand. From where 
I was on the bed, it appeared like magic, a hand dead 
center of the mirror then it was gone. During the instant 
that I saw it, the mirror seemed to distort, like someone 
was inside the mirror pushing out on it. My imagination 
made me think that just any second an arm, then a 
shoulder and then a whole body, would just step through 
the mirror. The reflected images, that I could see, kind 
of shimmered and changed a little, then handprint then 
disappeared and the whole thing was back to the same as 
before.

When the noise occurred, it startled both of us, Boo had 
almost leaped off the top of me, but she had not moved 
fast enough to see the mirror distort.

She was looking around the room, like she was confused or 
scared.

I said, "What the heck was that?"

She said, "I don't know! ... but it scared me though."

I said, "Yeah, me too! ... maybe we should go see if 
somebody is hurt, that was a lot of noise ... almost made 
me jump out of my skin."

She said, "Me too ... think I should go see what 
happened?"

I thought about it for a second, I was worried about the 
noise, who might have caused it, why it happened, a lot 
of things seemed to flash through my mind.

I said, "Let's both go see what it was. Sounded to me 
like someone fell down or something hit the wall really 
hard"

Boo looked at me with a funny little smile and said, 
"Maybe ... lets go see though, OK?"

I said, "OK, we better check" I rolled off the bed and 
began to look for something to put on.

Boo did the same thing. We both began to look for our 
clothes. I found my shorts and then remembered that Mandy 
had my T-shirt, so I grabbed my regular shirt and slipped 
it on. 

Boo found her stuff and just about had it on, when there 
was a quiet knock on the door, but it did not open.

Boo walked over to the door and opened it. Mandy was 
standing in the hall, she was kind of rubbing her side, 
she said, "I fell down, I tripped over something ... I 
hit the wall ... I'm sorry ..."

I could not see Boo's face, but I did see a funny look 
come over Mandy, like she was scared of what Boo was 
thinking.

I got the feeling that Boo was mad at her. The way she 
stood and moved kind of hinted at it.

I sensed that there was about to be a fight, I did not 
want them to go crazy on me and I said to Mandy, "Hey, 
are you OK, not hurt are you?"

Boo spun around and said, "NO, of course she is not hurt, 
she's just doing that same old shit again!"

Mandy said, "I'm really sorry, I did not mean to ... 
disturb you ..."

Boo said, "Well you did, just like you always do ..."

I saw the beginning of a fight and said, "Hey you two, 
stop it ... no fighting, OK!"

Mandy said, "I spilled the cokes, let me get some more" 
and she turned and almost ran down the hall, I could hear 
the noise she made as she hurried away.

Boo looked at me and said, "Goddamn it ... I was having 
such a nice time ... then ..."

I laughed at her and she got kind of a shy look on her 
face and even turned a little red from embarrassment. 

I took off my shirt as I walked back to the bed, I left 
my underwear on and flopped back down on it.

Boo was still standing by the door watching me. I raised 
my arms to her and she walked steadily across the room 
and flopped down beside me. She left her clothes on too 
and the door to the room open.

I said, "Think we should close the door?"

She said, "Nope, Mandy will be back in thirty seconds, 
count on it."

Boo was right, almost before she got the last words out 
of her mouth, Mandy came hurrying into the room. She had 
three unopened coke cans in her arms and also a bag of 
chips.

She walked into the room and came right over to the bed 
and kind of dumped the all of it on the bed and then 
hopped on the foot of the bed. She said, "Anybody want a 
snack?"

Boo gave me kind of a depressed look, shrugged her 
shoulders and just looked at me.

I was trapped by my sisters and knew that I was caught in 
their own little traps.

I said, "Guess I could use something to drink."

Boo rolled away from me and sat up on her side of the 
bed. I raised up into a setting position. We were all 
kind of in a triangle with the junk food on the bed 
between us.

I grabbed a coke, opened it and handed it to Boo, did the 
same for Mandy, and opened the last one for myself.

Mandy grabbed the chip bag, opened it and began to munch 
on the chips.

None of said anything for a few minutes during which I 
thought about all that had taken place in the last 10 
minutes or so.

First I knew that Mandy had not fallen down in the 
hallway, like she said. The noise had not come from the 
hall, maybe the room next to the one we were in, but not 
the hall for sure.

Then the mirror, Boo had not seen what I had seen, she 
had her back to the mirror and could not have seen the 
hand print and the distortion it made when it pressed on 
it.

I started to say something about what I had seen when I 
suddenly felt that it would be a bad idea to do so and 
decided to just let it drop for a while. I was learning a 
lot about the women and did not want to make them mad at 
me, so I thought I should just wait and maybe I would get 
the chance to explore later.

We drank our cokes in silence. Boo kept giving Mandy 
those hated death looks that she had always used to get 
Mandy to do what she wanted. This time however, Mandy 
seemed to take them in stride.

I could see that I needed to give them a little space and 
said, "I need to go pee!" I stood up and started across 
to the bathroom and glanced back at the bed.

The girls were staring at each other so hard that I 
thought for a second they were just going to leap and 
strangle each other.

I did not say anything, just walked quickly to the 
bathroom and closed the door behind myself.

I put my ear to the door on the inside and could hear 
Boo's loud voice.

She said, "What the hell was that?"

Mandy said, "Hey, it was not me, I did not do it, 
honest."

Boo said, "OK, then who the hell was it?"

Mandy started laughing and I could just hear her say, 
"Mom, she fell off the table and hit the wall!"

I heard Boo laughing and then she said, "That dirty 
bitch!" She said it in a humorous, but kind of like she 
meant it as a good comment.

Mandy laughed then too. They were laughing so hard that I 
just blew it off to girl giggle.

I did not need to pee, but to make sure they thought I 
had, I walked over and flushed the toilet, then washed my 
hands off in the sink.

I made some more noise, just to alert Boo and Mandy that 
I was just about done in the bathroom. I opened the door 
and walked back into the room.

They both smiled really big smiles at me and I felt the 
fresh atmosphere in the room, like they were best friends 
again.

I said, "Wow, you two are just beautiful!"

They both smiled even bigger smiles, my sisters were back 
on good terms with each other.

I glanced at the digital clock setting on the night 
table, it's red display said 4:30. I said, "Wow it is 
getting late!" I suddenly felt overwhelmed and kind of 
tired.

The girls saw my shoulders slump and they both started to 
talk at the same time and then just shut up and looked 
kind of glum.

I said, "I think we all need to get some sleep."

Mandy said, "I don't want to ..."

Boo said, "He's right Mandy, it is way late and we got a 
lot to do today."

I still had only my underwear on and said, "I should go 
home and check on Dad."

Boo suddenly said, "That is probably what you should do, 
but ... well ... there is one other thing we need for you 
to ... well ... we got ... to get some things ... I don't 
know what I mean."

Mandy looked at Boo and said, "David, there are some 
things that we have to show you, so that you know ..." 
She dropped off and just sat there too.

No one said anything for a long time.

I got real serious and said, "Hey, if there is something 
I need to know, just tell me, I think I can handle 
anything ..." and I got quite too.

Boo, took a huge breath and said, "Well, Dad he has made 
some bad ... he is talking to a lawyer and he has ... 
well ... he has said he was going to take Mom to court 
... maybe put her in jail."

I was stunned by that and said, "What the hell is he 
doing?"

Mandy said, "David, he is just so upset ... but he does 
not know everything, so we need to show you ... another 
tape ... it's about ..."

Boo said, "Maybe you should just watch it?"

I said, "OK, where is it?"

Boo said, "Come on, the only VCR is in the front room."

She hopped up, as did Mandy and we all walked out of the 
room. I grabbed my shirt and put it on without buttoning 
it up.

When we got back to the front room there was not one 
there. The TV and VCR were on, like someone had it all 
ready for us to watch.

Boo said, "Set down in that chair." She pointed to the 
easy chair directly in front of the TV. I did exactly 
what she told me to do.

Mandy had plopped on the couch on my left and Boo was 
standing next to the coffee table. She had a strange kind 
of look on her face, a look that said you need to pay 
attention to what we are about to show you.

Boo picked up the remote control for the TV and turned to 
me, she said, "Watch and don't ask any questions till it 
is over, it will only take about two or three minutes, 
OK?"

I started to ask what I was about to see, but she saw me 
getting ready to ask a question and she said, "No 
questions, just watch and then we will explain what we 
know about this and other things. It won't take but a few 
minutes."

I got the message to just shut up and watch and leaned 
back in the chair, relaxed and got a little more 
comfortable.

When she saw me relax she walked over to the big couch on 
my right and sat down. That put me between the two of 
them, but not really close to either.

Boo lifted the remote controller and pointed at the TV 
set. I heard the VCR click and the screen instantly was 
showing two people having sex.

The initial view on the screen was a close up shot of an 
absolutely enormous penis, I mean huge, much, much larger 
than any penis I had ever seen. It looked like a snake. 
It had to be at least 14 inches long and as big around as 
a beer can. The head of the cock, which was smaller than 
the shaft, looking like a red cheery on the end of a huge 
stick was going into the mouth of an as yet 
unidentifiable person. The lips and face were kind of 
feminine looking, so I figured it was a female sucking 
off the guy.

Slowly the camera zoomed out and I could see the entire 
face of the female sucking the cock. It was the young 
girl, Cindy. She kept looking upward, her eyes almost 
rolling back in her head as she tried to see the face of 
the man above her.

She kept putting just the end of it in her mouth. The 
thing was covered with a condom, it was stretched so 
tightly over the cock that it was almost invisibly thin. 
It still looked like only the end of the thing was 
covered with the full stretched out rubber.

The girl kept sucking on the penis and the camera zoomed 
out showing the lower body of the man from the chest 
down, but not the face. The penis was now fully in view 
and from the looks of it must be at least 14 inches long, 
the rubber covered about half of it.

The girl looked up at the man and said, "Put it in me!"

Slowly the girl stood up and turned her back to the man. 
She remained standing, but bent over and put her hands on 
the bed on which she had been setting, she spread her 
feet apart, forming a wide inverted V with her legs.

The man stepped forward and grasping the penis about one-
third the way down began to rub it up through her pussy 
and the crack of her ass. Slowly he pressed forward and 
the penis ran half way up the girls back. When he did 
that the penis was even longer, maybe 16 or 18 inches 
long, truly a monster. I knew that there was no way he 
could put the entire length inside of her.

With it extending up her back, he began to masturbate and 
while doing so rolled the rubber up his penis and off. He 
flipped the rubber away.

He pulled back and again run the penis across the girl's 
pussy, it went up her belly. She reached down between her 
legs with one hand and grasped the huge cock and guided 
it toward her mouth. I could hardly believe that the girl 
could bend so far over and actually suck the cock as it 
extended between her legs, but she did manage to just 
suck the bear tip into her mouth. I watched as she took a 
lot of saliva from her mouth and smeared it over the 
cock.

The man said, "That feels good honey, suck on Daddy's 
cock!"

The voice sounded vaguely familiar, but there was so much 
lust in it that I was not sure who it was.

The girl sucked and licked for a few more seconds, then 
the man pulled his cock back, again he grasped it about 
one-third the way down it's length. He pressed it into 
the girls spread cunt and with a steady pressure began to 
force it into her.

Suddenly the scene changed, the view this time was from 
in front of the girl, looking at the man's chest. A real 
close up of the girl's ass and the thick shaft of the 
penis between the girl's ass cheeks. He was fucking her 
like a mad man. With every inward thrust the girl jerked 
and tried to jump away, but he had her in a vice grip 
around the waist and she could not get away from him.

The camera zoomed back and I saw the man's face. It was 
our father or our almost father. I watched for a few more 
seconds and thought about what I was seeing and was 
amazed at what I saw. The man that I had called dad all 
my life was fucking the living shit out of a young girl. 
A girl that Boo and Mandy had told me was only 14 years 
old.

I noticed a movement out of the corner of my eye. Boo had 
the remote control pointed at the TV. I looked over at 
her, she said, "Seen enough?"

I just nodded and she stopped the VCR, the screen turning 
to a bright blue.

Boo reached over and turned on the light on the table 
beside the couch. I glanced at Mandy, just sat in the 
love seat and looked at me and gave me kind of crooked 
nod of her head, sucked in a deep breath and her eyes got 
wide.

Boo stood up from where she was setting and took a couple 
of steps into the center of the room and placed the 
remote back on the coffee table. She walked on over to 
the VCR, pressed a button and the tape ejected out. She 
took it from the machine, walked over to me, and stuck 
the tape toward me, like she wanted me to take it.

My hands seemed to understand what she wanted, even 
though my brain did not and I took the tape from her 
outstretched hand.

Boo moved backward toward the couch and sat down. She 
looked at me and then said, "Give that to him."

I turned the video over and over in my hand, thinking 
about what it showed and wondering why I should give it 
to him. I asked, "Why? ... why should I give it to him? I 
mean he knows he did this? ... right?"

Boo said, "Sure he knows he did it", then she laughed and 
added, "But he does not know about the tape", and she 
laughed even harder.

I had a lot of questions in my mind but there were just 
no words to put them in to. I finally said, "But if I 
give it to him ... he will ... maybe ... he'll be really 
upset and mad about it, won't he?"

Mandy said, "He is already so mad he's crazy and he's 
going to get us all in trouble!"

I looked first at Mandy and then at Boo.

Boo said, "He called Mom today and told her that he had 
talked to a lawyer and that the lawyer was going to press 
charges on Mom for violating some kind of law."

I said, "Your kidding right? ... I mean ... he would not 
... would he?"

Boo said, "Well, mom seems to think he just might do 
something like that and she also thinks that if he does 
press charges that all the tapes will be ... what's it 
called ... when something is taken by the police ... I 
can not remember the word."

I said, "Taken as evidence?"

Boo said, "Yeah, that is part of it. To get them mom said 
they have to issue some kind of paper ordering us to turn 
them over and that the cops could actually come out and 
search the house. She thinks that there could be criminal 
charges filed on her. Then when they get the tapes they 
will see him too."

Suddenly it dawned on me, they wanted me to give him the 
tape to make sure he understood that there was at least 
one tape of him with a very young girl.

I said, "I get it, you want me to make sure he knows 
about the tape so that he does not go to the cops, 
right?"

Boo said, "Yeah, I guess that is part of it."

I looked at Mandy and then at Boo. I could see their 
minds were really going a million miles a second and they 
were both in their own little worlds.

I sat there thinking about what I had just seen and tried 
to come up with a more diplomatic approach rather than 
just walking in and tossing the tape in dad's lap.

I finally gave a huge sigh and said, "I think it time for 
me to go?"

Both girls just shook their head. I stood up and looked 
down at myself realizing I had no pants on.

I said, "Let me get my clothes out of back there" and 
hurried toward the back of the house. As I passed by 
Mandy, I placed the tape on the table beside her. She 
looked at the tape and smiled at me. Boo just sat where 
she was.

I hurried into the bedroom, noticed the huge mess on the 
bed and smiled to myself. I found my pants and shoes, 
slipped on my pants and sat on the bed to put on my 
shoes. I did not button up my shirt, just stuffed the 
loose tails into my belt.

I looked at myself in the mirror and saw that my hair was 
a total mess. I walked over to the dressing table under 
the mirror, thinking that I would use one of the girl's 
brushes that should be there. There were not brushes on 
the table, so I thought maybe there would be one in the 
bathroom.

I walked into the bathroom, several hairbrushes were on 
the vanity top. I picked up one and began to brush my 
hair. I looked at my self in the mirror a couple seconds 
and then the events surrounding the mirror in the bedroom 
flashed into my mind.

I decided I would take a quick look at the mirror and 
walked out to the bedroom. I still had the brush in my 
hand and began to straighten my hair again. It was wildly 
sticking up, from having been pressed into the bed. I 
looked at my reflection in the mirror and noticed more 
details about the mirror than my hair.

The first thing that struck me was that it had kind of a 
smoked glass look. I looked around the edges, where the 
glass disappeared under the frame. On the right side, 
about midway up the glass there was a little cut out half 
moon.

I put my finger into the half moon and pressed to the 
left, the glass seemed to be on rollers and began to 
slide to my left, I moved it about 2 inches. I glanced 
through the crack made by the glass sliding open. I was 
looking into the room next door. Thank goodness there was 
no one in the room. I looked around the room, which was 
really not much of a room, just a large closet. It was 
totally crammed full of stuff, a lot of things I did not 
recognize. I slid the mirror open a little more and 
suddenly there was a huge lens sticking right in my face. 
I was looking down the barrel of one of the largest video 
cameras I had ever seen.

I put it all together right then. Not only had someone 
been in the room, someone that made all the noise, but 
they probably had me on camera with Mandy and then with 
Boo.

I suddenly got scared, I did not want to get caught. I 
looked around for another second, closed the mirror with 
a quite swishing sound and walked out of the room.

I thought to myself, "At least now there is one less 
secret that I did not know about."

When I got back to the front room, Mandy had her head 
down on the arm of the love seat, she had her eyes closed 
and she appeared to be asleep.

Boo was setting on the love seat.

I picked up the tape from the table, turned over and over 
in my hands, I finally said, "Boo, I got to get out of 
here, it is almost daylight out side"

She stood up, walked across the room to me, smiled and 
said, "Come back over here later today ... lots of fun 
things left for us to do!"

I lifted the tape up between us and laughed, I said, "I 
might be back sooner than you think ... after I give this 
thing to Dad."

She placed her hand on my cheek and said, "Go get him, 
Big Brother and do what you know must be done to protect 
us all!"

I looked her in the eyes and said, "Yes, I do have a lot 
to protect don't I!"

She laughed and said, "More than you realize!" She 
reached her face up and gave me a quick kiss on the 
cheek. 

I said, "Love you, Sis!" I turned and hurried out of the 
house.

I knew exactly what she was alluding to with her last 
funny remark. She knew all the time that our session, 
Mandy's and mine too, probably, were being taped and it 
did not seem to bother her at all.

I think that was the one thing about the day that 
surprised me the most.

I decided right then that I had a new way to present the 
tape to Dad.

I had to hurry home and talk to Dad. I was just worried 
that he might not be in good enough shape to talk. I then 
had a picture of his monster cock in my mind and actually 
said out loud, "Shit!!"



Chapter 8 - Dad goes Bonkers or Is Dad a Good Bonker?
----------------------------------------------------

The trip home took less time than I thought it would. My 
mind was on the video that I would have to show Dad. It 
scared the crap out of me that I would have to give it to 
him and I was sure that he was not going to be very happy 
about it. I also could not get the whole situation of 
Cindy and Dad off my mind, especially the enormous size 
of his penis. It was absolutely amazing that a man could 
have a cock that big and a smile of appreciation slowly 
spread over my face. I glanced at myself in the rearview 
mirror and thought how much I regretted not being his 
genetic son, maybe I would have been so endowed. I said 
out loud, "To bad that snake isn't mine, I'd be a hurting 
some people with it." I got a big laugh out of that.

Still the drive went smoothly because of the low traffic 
levels and a few of the red lights were still in blinking 
mode so early in the morning. I pulled up in the driveway 
and immediately noticed that the number of lights on in 
the house seemed to be less. The front porch light was 
still on, but the bedroom windows were dark and I clearly 
remembered that most, if not all of them were lighted.

As I got out of the car I picked up the tape the girls 
had given me for dad. I slowly walked to the front porch, 
the front door of the house was open and I could see 
inside. The chair that Dad had been sleeping in when I 
left was empty, so he was either up messing around 
somewhere or maybe he had managed to totter off to bed.

As I was looking through the door, I smelled smoke. I 
wondered where the hell the smoke was coming from; it was 
too warm outside to have a fire in the fireplace. Anyway, 
I could see the fireplace from where I was standing and 
it was not burning.

I stepped back from the house and looked around the yard, 
nothing out of the ordinary.

I heard the crash of a door slamming and dad came walking 
into the room. From the direction he came I thought he 
was probably out in the backyard. I was standing far 
enough away from the door that I could see in but the 
shadows prevented him from seeing me. He looked like 
warmed over death. His hair was wild and messy and his 
shirt dirty as hell, it looked like he might have dumped 
a can of black grease down the front of his body. He 
scared the shit out of me. I was looking at a total 
stranger, if I had not known the guy was my dad, I would 
not have recognized him.

I was shocked and afraid to move. While I stared at him, 
he headed on toward the back of the house without ever 
noticing me. I watched him until I could not see him 
anymore and then stood stock still for a few more lonely 
seconds.

I wondered what the heck he was doing in the back yard 
and decided to ease my way around to the back yard and 
find out.

I quietly made my way around the side of the house. I had 
a clear view of the patio and pool area. The smoke was 
coming from the portable charcoal barbecue grill. Dad had 
a really large pile of stuff on the steel grating and had 
started it burning. He'd piled so much stuff on the small 
grill that it was hanging off and making a huge cloud of 
smoke. Thank goodness it was still early in the morning 
because if he'd done it during the daylight the smoke 
would certainly been seen by the neighbors and somebody 
might have called the police or fire department.

As I watched the storm door from the house swung open and 
dad came out. He kind of staggered a little under the 
weight of the load of stuff he was carrying out. For a 
second I thought he was going to pile it all right on to 
the pile already burning on the little charcoal grill.

Just at the last moment he must have realized that the 
stuff he had in his arms would way overload the small 
grill. He just tossed all of it on the ground next to the 
grill and turned to go back in the house.

I watched him as he opened the door, walked through and 
let it slam behind him.

I was really very confused, concerned and unsure of what 
to do.

I wanted to help him, but from the look of him, there was 
not a lot that I could do.

I almost ran around the house and was thinking I should 
just get the hell out of there. When I got to my car and 
started to open the door, I realized that I still had the 
videotape in my hand. I had to give him the tape. If I 
did not give it to him then there was probably going to 
be a lot more trouble and real soon.

I stood next to the car trying to decide what to do. I 
already had the door open and decided to set down in the 
car and think about everything.

As I climbed in to the car, I bumped the damned steering 
wheel and the horn on my old car came on with a very loud 
honk. The sound did not last more than a second, but it 
seemed to echo around the neighborhood. It sure as hell 
sounded a lot louder than it usually did.

I sat in the car for a few more minutes and then looked 
up the drive. Dad was standing at the gate coming from 
the backyard.

For a second I thought about starting the car and driving 
away. I looked at him and he just looked so terrible, my 
heart just took over. I made up mind to see him through 
this. I was committed to facing him.

I got out of the car and started toward him.

As I approached him, he said, "Well where the hell have 
you been? I've been waiting all goddamn night for you to 
show up!"

I stopped and looked at him, he was still in the 
backyard, with the fence between us and I figured that if 
I needed to I could run down the street to get away if he 
came out after me.

The outside light above the garage was on and I could see 
him pretty well. The sun was beginning to brighten the 
sky but it was a long time, maybe an hour, before the sun 
would come up.

I walked a little closer to him. I could see the emotions 
twisting his face. First he would look scared, then mad, 
then sad, then sick. All these things seemed to pass 
across his face in a mere tick of time.

I looked at him and said, "Good to see you are awake. I 
came home a while ago and you were sleeping in the chair. 
I was even here before that too, but you were not."

He said, "Where the hell you been, if you been here 
already?"

I decided to avoid telling him exactly where I had been, 
at least for now, and said, "Took a little drive, trying 
to figure out what is happening."

He said, "Well it has been a lot of shit... bullshit... I 
am going to kill that fucking women! ...ahhh..."

I looked at him and I could see all the same things going 
through his emotions again.

I said, "I need some coffee... got any made?"

He said, "No, not a goddamn thing in the house to drink, 
nothing"

I stared at him and said, "Hey, what about the camping 
stuff, we used to keep coffee in the chuck box?"

He looked at me and said, "Yeah, probably is some in 
there."

I said, "Great, let me go in the garage and check it 
out."

I walked toward him. To get to the garage, without my 
door opener, I had to go through the back door, which 
opened onto the patio.

He watched me get closer to him. The closer I got, the 
worse he looked. He looked like he'd been run over by a 
truck. When I stopped, I was standing on one side of the 
gate, he on the other. I got a whiff of him and he 
smelled bad, like vomit.

I opened the gate and started to ease past him, he just 
stood like a statue as I moved around him.

He said, "What you got in your hand?"

I raised up the videotape and said, "Something we need to 
talk about in a little while."

He said, "I tore the house apart looking for more of 
those goddamn things... where did you get that one?"

I said, "It was on the seat of my car."

I turned to walk away from him. I had just turned away 
when I heard rapid footsteps behind me. He was not as 
drunk as I thought because suddenly he grabbed me by the 
shoulder and spun me around so that I was facing him.

He said, "Give me that goddamn thing!"

I looked him square in the face and said, "In a little 
while you can have it, but first we have coffee and 
talk."

He was clinching and opening his fists. I was scared as 
hell that he was going to attack me for the tape.

He said, "I need that for the lawyer! ... I already 
talked to him ... and he said I needed to get as many 
tapes as I could ... "

I said, "OK, OK, I get the idea, but first we need to 
have some coffee, wake up a little and then talk about 
this particular tape."

He relaxed just a little, a kind of worried look on his 
face. I think he realized that this tape was not like the 
others he had found.

I turned to walk away and this time he did not chase me.

I walked on around the house, to the patio area. The 
smoldering pile of stuff was still on the barbecue but 
the volume of smoke had actually decreased. He had piled 
it so heavy that it was smothering its self.

The other stuff on the ground was stuff out of the boy's 
room. I was stupefied by what he was doing, burning all 
the stuff. Why the hell was he burning everything. I just 
looked at it for a second and walked on toward the 
garage.

I opened the door to the garage and looked in. It was 
like a typhoon had blown the place apart. Boxes and boxes 
of stuff that had been stored in the attic room were now 
thrown all over the garage. Some of the stuff was winter 
clothing, but most of it was just garage junk.

I waded through it toward the far corner where we had a 
big standup locker where all the camping equipment was 
usually stored. The old chuck box was setting on the 
floor beside the locker. I opened the locker all the 
camping equipment was still in place. I looked at the 
stuff, and thought to myself, "Wow, we used to have a lot 
of fun with this stuff."

I opened the chuck box and found the can of coffee that 
we always kept in there. I grabbed it and waded back 
through the mess toward the patio door.

As I walked out on the patio, dad was standing next to 
the charcoaler. He had pushed a lot of the pile off the 
grate and was trying to stomp it out with his shoes.

I watched him for about 30 seconds as he tried to put out 
the smoldering fabrics and plastic stuff.

He looked up at me, frustration on his face. I said, "Let 
me get the hose, we can douse that good and it will put 
out the burning stuff."

I sat the coffee on the patio table, held the tape in my 
hand on the opposite side of him, and eased past him. I 
walked out on the pool deck to the hose rack. It only 
took a second to turn on the water and reel the hose to 
the area where dad and his burning pile were.

The spray nozzle was set on stream and I sprayed down the 
big pile of stuff, making sure to get everything good and 
wet. I figured it was better to have it wet than burning. 
Maybe later I could come out and see what was worth 
salvaging, if anything.

I picked up the coffee and said, "Need a hot cup of this 
for sure!" I turned and walked through the door into the 
house.

Dad still had not said much, but he had followed me into 
the house. In the light he looked even worse than I 
expected. 

I said, "Why don't you go grab a shower, the coffee will 
take about 5 minutes to make."

He glanced down at his clothing. I recognized the shocked 
expression on his face, he had not realized he was so 
dirty until I pointed it out.

He looked at me in a strange kind of way and said, "Yeah, 
think I will get a shower, it has been one hell of a 
day."

I said, "I know what you mean ... go do it ... I'll get 
the coffee to brewing."

He did not say anything, just turned and walked away.

I looked at the kitchen, it was a mess too. Every dish, 
pot, pan, all the food, everything had been tossed out of 
its normal location. The cabinet was covered with stuff. 
I put the tape on top of the microwave oven and began to 
move stuff around looking for the coffeepot and all the 
stuff needed to get the coffee going.

I got the coffee started and messed around for about 15 
minutes, straightening out things and finding cups. I had 
to wash the ones that I found, they all had sticky 
residue in them.

Just as I was pouring a cup of the fresh coffee, I heard 
quiet footsteps and turned to see him back. He looked a 
little better, his hair was wet and he'd put on a clean 
shirt and pants.

He said, "Guess, I should apologize for the way I treated 
you awhile ago ... just a lot of things have happened the 
past few days ... not sure I even know what has 
happened."

I looked at him and asked, "Where are the boys?"

He got real tense for a second and said, "Nothing to 
worry about, I got them being taken good care of."

I looked kind of shocked with what he said. He must of 
saw it on my face because he said, "Hey, really they are 
fine, just had to take them to my friend to keep them 
from getting caught up in all the troubles around here."

He still had not told me exactly where they were, so I 
said, "OK, ... but I sure would like to see them ... I 
miss them a lot ... you know?"

He looked at me and said, "Well, they will be fine at my 
... OK ... I took them over to Mt. Pleasant, they are at 
Tom & Mary's house ... you remember them right? I work 
with Tom."

I thought I did, but I was not sure, so I said, "I think 
so ... but not sure ..."

He said, "Later today we'll go see them if you really 
want to."

I relaxed and said, "OK, later today would be fine ... 
maybe."

I poured him a cup of coffee and handed it to him. He 
took it and said, "Thanks, I need this, been drinking a 
lot since all this started."

I laughed and said, "I could tell ... for a few minutes 
when I first got here ... I was not sure I knew you."

He looked at me kind of funny like and said, "I don't 
think I know me either."

We stood at the counter sipping our coffee and not saying 
anything for several minutes.

Suddenly Dad kind of sagged, like a huge load had just 
been tossed on his shoulders. He said, "I think I need to 
set down." He turned and walked like a zombie toward the 
front of the house.

I followed along behind him, then remembered the tape and 
returned to the kitchen to get it.

I walked back toward the front of the house. He was 
setting in his chair, the same one he was passed out in 
when I left him before. He had his head thrown back with 
his resting on the high cushion of the chair and there 
were a few tears running down his cheeks.

I did not know what to do for the longest time. I moved 
on over to the sofa and sat down so that I was facing 
him. Setting on the ottoman in front of him was the box 
of videotapes that Mandy had put in my room earlier, but 
now seemed like it had been years ago.

I looked at the tapes, wondered what he thought when he 
found them in my room.

He opened his eyes and looked at me. For a second there 
was this wild look in his eyes, but it slowly faded to a 
look of confusion. He said, "I found these in your room 
... want to tell me how they got there?"

I said, "Sure, Mandy put them in there when they ... she, 
mom and Boo, ... were here ... god ... I guess it was 
yesterday now."

He asked, "She put them in your room ...?" There was a 
little doubt in his voice.

I said, "Honest, she did. When they were here. Just as 
they were leaving Mandy told me to go find something in 
my room that she had left for me. It was all those tapes"

He looked at me really hard and said, "Why did she do 
that?"

I thought about it for a few seconds, then I said, "She 
said she wanted me to watch them. She said I needed to 
see what ... you were so mad about. Plus, I think they 
got a plan or something ... maybe I got some ideas ...but 
I don't know what it all might be ... only that they seem 
to not be so worried or upset ... does that make sense to 
you?"

He sipped his coffee and said, "Maybe, I am not sure ... 
what is on that tape ... that one." He pointed at the 
tape I had in my hand.

I said, "Well, I am not sure what it contains ... I mean 
all of it ... I have only seen a minute or two of it ..."

He looked like he was about to explode, but took several 
deep breaths, then he asked, "Where did you get it?"

I started to tell him what I had told him before, that it 
was on my car seat, but I knew that he would ask enough 
questions to see that I was not telling him the truth. I 
looked at him and said, "I got it at ... Lisa's ... I 
went over there while you were passed out ... I was 
worried and concerned for them too, you know?"

He looked at me and asked again, "What have you seen of 
it?"

I said, "Well, I watched about 3 minutes of it ... it has 
you ... and ..."

He jumped up from the chair and threw his coffee cup 
across the room. It hit the wall with a thundering crash 
and a million tiny slivers of glass flew all over the 
room. He screamed, "That Goddamn Bitch, I am going to 
kill the fucking whore!"

I was sure that he was talking about Mom and I said, "Hey 
... you might not love Mom any more ... or the girls ..."

That was as far as I got, he yelled at me, "Shut the fuck 
up ... you don't understand ... I love Bev as much as 
ever ... its that fucking Lisa ... the whore ... that I 
want to kill!"

I was unable to say anything, a whole new twist suddenly 
was added to the already totally fucked up perspective I 
had of the mess we were all caught in.

He said, "It was that bitch ... that messed up bitch ... 
that started all of this ... before you were born."

I just sat there my mind running a thousand miles an hour 
wondering what the hell I had missed. I could not believe 
what I was hearing and there was just nothing in my 
experiences that would let me comprehend what he was 
eluding to.

I said, "Dad, what the hell are you talking about ... 
Lisa ... I don't understand at all ..."

He said, "Of course not, all the really important stuff 
happened before you were born, before you were part of it 
... but you are part of it now... anyway I have always 
thought you ... and the rest of the kids ... are all part 
of it anyway."

I just could not keep quite and said, "Maybe you better 
tell me about it."

He looked at me with a seriously stressed out look in his 
eyes, I could see that he was having as hard a time 
formulating his thoughts as I was.

He said, "The beginning ... where the heck is the 
beginning ...?"

I figured I might as well let him know what I had learned 
during the day and I said, "Well, I know a little bit ... 
that all us kids ... well we are test tube babies ...at 
least that is what Boo and ... and Lisa told me. Is that 
true?"

He kind of shrugged his shoulders and said, "Might as 
well start there I guess."

He told me the following story:

In his words he said:

I met your mother, Beverly, while we were in college. She 
was a lovely young girl, so beautiful, innocent, sweet, 
... I think I loved her the first time I saw her ... yet 
she was so quiet and shy that she hardly would say two 
words to any one, especially me. I was a grad student and 
also working at the university in the research programs. 
I met her in a class she was taking and I was acting as 
the professor's assistant. Over that semester, because of 
that class, we spent a lot of time together. I found a 
way to get her to talk to me, all it took was to act 
concerned about her interests and to offer to help her 
learn more.

She was a pre-med student, I was a pharmacy major, 
actually a grad student then. She was in a class that I 
was involved with. She was studying drugs, specifically 
those that were being developed for female reproductive 
problems, they are now called fertility drugs. She wanted 
to know everything about the new processes and programs, 
then all new developments that we were working on to 
assist women who wanted to have children but could not.

During the year I learned a lot about your mother. Most 
importantly I learned that she could not have children. 
Of course to me, it was not that important, but to her, 
it just consumed her, she was totally obsessed by the 
idea of helping women have children. At first I thought 
she was just an over serious student, someone caught up 
in a deep desire to help others, and maybe even herself, 
have a family.

One day when we were doing case studies about couples who 
had successfully produced children she had an attack, 
maybe it was anxiety, maybe it was depression, or maybe 
it was just the stress she had herself under. Anyway, she 
kind of broke down and told me about herself. More than I 
expected her to, but not as much as, well, maybe she 
should have. She never even mentioned that she had a 
sister at the university too.

She was crying and was just in terrible condition. I 
could see that she was embarrassed to be in the 
classroom, so I asked her come to the professor's office. 
I sat with her for a long time, we were in the outer 
office area. The receptionist who sometimes worked for 
the professor was not there so we had the office to 
ourselves.

She told me the details of her life as a child and what 
her adopted father, "THE DOCTOR", she called him, had 
done to "HELP" her. I just sat and listened to the long 
and very heart rending story she told. I stayed with her 
until the class was almost over and I had to hurry back 
and tell everyone to clean up for the day.

When I got back to the office she had curled up on the 
couch and was sleeping. At first I did not know what to 
do with her. Before I had left to release the class she 
had gained control of her emotions, but was clearly 
totally exhausted and need a lot of rest. So I just let 
her sleep and went to the inner office to do some paper 
work and collate the results from the latest research 
experiments, which I had to do everyday.

The university had a computer and I used it a lot, mostly 
for the statistical studies of the research and also to 
communicate with the other universities around the 
country who were also doing similar work. I worked until 
way late that evening, almost 10:00 PM before I got to 
tired to continue.

She was still sleeping soundly on the couch in the outer 
office. She looked like an angel lying there on the 
lumpiest couch in the world. I watched her for a long 
time, probably 15 minutes before I decided it was 
necessary to wake her. I think it was those few short 
minutes during which I feel absolutely totally in love 
with her. Maybe it was her attitude, maybe it was her 
personality, or maybe I just felt really sorry for her 
and for some reason decided that I could help her. It was 
both the best time and worst time of my whole life, even 
now.

I finally laid my hand on her shoulder and gave her a 
couple of light shakes. She opened her eyes and looked at 
me. There was a little panic in her expression, I think I 
surprised her. She sat up and ran her fingers through her 
hair and told me that she had not meant to go to sleep. I 
told her that it was ok that she was so tired and the 
body's reaction to stress was to shutdown by going to 
sleep.

It was dark in the room now, the sun having long since 
gone down. She looked at me and glanced at the clock on 
the wall, it was well after 10:00 PM. She got up and 
stumbled around the room like she was looking for 
something. I asked her what it was she needed. She said 
she was looking for her stuff. I had not thought about 
her stuff in the classroom, but I figured it was still in 
there. So I told her we could go check and see if it was 
still on her lab table.

We went to the classroom. The maintenance staff or 
security had locked the door, but I had my key and we 
opened the door and went inside. Her stuff was still 
exactly where she had left it, books open and everything. 
I watched her as she gathered it up. She came back to 
where I was standing and told me it had been really nice 
of me to put up with her babbling. I looked at her and 
said that anytime she wanted to talk or needed my help 
that I would be happy to do what ever she wanted me to 
do.

She smiled at me and said that I could walk her to the 
parking lot to her car. I followed along behind. We did 
not talk all the way out to the car. When we got there 
she asked me if I wanted a ride somewhere. I was staying 
on campus in one of the graduate apartments and told her 
that I could walk there probably quicker than she could 
take me.


She told me that she would like for me to ride with her. 
So I did. She had a pretty nice car, for a student that 
is. A Toyota that was just a few years old, but it 
started right up and we drove out of the parking lot. I 
told her where to take me. As we drove over to the 
housing area she sat kind of straight up in the drivers 
seat and kept glancing at me, like there was something on 
her mind. I kept glancing at her too.

When we got to the housing area, she pulled up in front 
of the duplex that I lived in and shut off the engine of 
the car. I got the message that she really did not want 
to be alone, so I asked her if she would like to come in 
for a coke and sandwich; something to eat, whatever I had 
in the refrigerator.

She hesitated for a long second, I could see the 
indecision running through her. I moved to get out of the 
car. Figuring that if she could not make a quick decision 
that she probably would not come in. As I got out I 
wished her a good night and that I hoped to see her 
again, if nowhere but in class. I closed the door and 
started walking up the short sidewalk to the door. Just 
as I got to the entry door, I heard the door of a car 
shutting. She was out of the car and hurrying around it. 
She had made her decision.

I waited for her at the door. We went in the little 
apartment, it had a small study area where I had a big 
desk that I had gotten from the local thrift store, a 
small kitchenette in the same room and a bedroom with a 
bathroom, nothing fancy, purely functional. It was great 
for what I needed, just a place to crash for a few hours 
of much needed sleep and to occasionally burn the 
midnight oil to get a rush job done. By the time I meet 
Bev, I was hardly ever did anything there but sleep. I 
spent most of my time at the university hall where we did 
the research.

When I first went to work as a research assistant, I 
thought I would spend a lot more time at the apartment 
than I did. So I had asked to have a terminal installed 
in the apartment. The professor I worked for was a heck 
of a nice guy and he took care of it. Initially I did 
spent a lot of late nights at that computer. However, I 
felt like I was in a dungeon and just out of necessity to 
keep my sanity I gravitated toward the hall, research lab 
and the professor's office. It became a common part of 
our relationship to spend a lot of time every night going 
through the computer and looking at the results of the 
research being done at the university.

That first night, I went to the kitchen and rummaged in 
the refrigerator. I had a few things, bread, peanut 
butter and cokes, but that was about it. I ate most of my 
meals in the faculty lounge and only had the stuff to 
keep the midnight munches under control. I sat it all out 
and she fixed herself something.

I was not hungry at all. I was just excited that I had 
finally been able to get her alone. I did not know what 
to do, I mean was not sure if I should make a pass at 
her, or just let her stay as long as she wanted and just 
be a gentlemen. She brought her food over to the study 
area and put in on the desk edge, I had two chairs and 
she took one of them. I sat down at the desk in the other 
and watched her as she ate.

She asked me what it was like to be a professor. I 
realized then that she thought I was the professor. I 
laughed and said I did not know since I was not one. She 
looked at me kind of funny like I was joking with her. I 
explained to her that I was only a student assistant, 
just a grad student, working on a master in pharmacology. 
That I intended to be a pharmacist, just the guy at the 
drug store who filled the little bottles with stuff that 
someone else told me to put in them. She thought that I 
was being funny, but I wasn't. That is really what I 
wanted to do back then but she and well mostly Lisa 
caused all that to change. It was at the end of that year 
when I decided to work on being a research scientist, 
which meant I had to get more than a master degree.

I sat there watching her eat her food and wondering what 
to talk about. She solved my dilemma by asking me a lot 
of questions about me, where I was from, who my parents 
were what they did, all about me. I answered them, mostly 
in shortened versions of my life, but she was getting to 
know me, and relaxing more and more. We laughed and 
talked about the university and what it meant to both of 
us. I asked a few questions about her and she answered 
them. I stayed away from the traumatic things she had 
told me earlier, worried that I would upset her again. We 
discovered a lot about each other, especially that we had 
a lot of common interests. Our interests were similar, 
but the reasons were a lot different. She actually was 
studying to be a doctor and wanted to specialize in 
reproductive areas, to help people have families. I was 
in school because I wanted to make a good living. At 
first she was upset that the only reason I was there was 
to get a good job making a lot of money and she told me 
so. I was as surprised at her and told her that all the 
things that motivated her are things that never really 
seemed so important to me because I had never experienced 
them. 

That made her real serious for a while and she began to 
talk more about her upbringing and the "DOCTOR" and her 
mother. She talked about both of them with such venom and 
hate I could not believe it. I told her that too and she 
got kind of mad at me. I thought she was going to leave, 
she stood up and marched around the room. Finally I had 
to tell her that I did not understand a lot of it and it 
would take me awhile to do so. She was still fuming at 
me, but I think she understood that I was willing to look 
at things from her perspectives anyway.

We talked way on into the early morning. I don't think 
either one of us really cared what time it was, however, 
about 2:30 AM she got a concerned look on her face and 
started picking up stuff, the bread and peanut butter. I 
figured she was going to leave soon and I did not want to 
look like I was trying to keep her there, even though I 
really did not want her to leave.

She kept fiddling with the small stuff and hanging around 
like she wanted me to do something. She even cleaned the 
small sink in the kitchen, even though we had not used 
it. I told her it was getting late or more appropriately 
early and she made a move to the door. I blurted out that 
she did not have to leave that she could sleep in the 
bedroom and I would sleep on the floor next to the desk, 
I had an old sleeping bag that I carried around with me. 
Even then I loved to escape by going camping and had a 
few things that I took with me when I did.

She told me that I did not have to sleep on the floor 
that I could sleep on the bed with her, but I had to be a 
good boy and let her sleep. We both laughed at that. She 
got a stressed look in her eye and slumped down in the 
chair again. I just automatically sat down with her. My 
whole body was kind of shivering and shaking and I hoped 
she did not see it. I was so excited that she was going 
to stay I was literally on cloud nine.

She continued to act kind of glum for a while, not saying 
a word. I realized that there was something else she 
wanted to tell me. I asked her what was on her mind and 
she said she needed to call and tell her roommate that 
she would be staying out all night. I said she could use 
my phone. I did have a phone, it was provided the 
university, heck I was so poor I could never have paid 
for it. The university provided it since I needed it to 
log on the university computer. She still acted glum 
about it. I asked her what the problem was and then she 
told me that her roommate was actually her sister.

I was curious about that since she had told me she was 
adopted and said so. She still looked glum for a long 
time like there was something else she was really afraid 
to tell me. I just sat and waited for her to make a move.

She got a determined look in her eyes and stood up. I 
pointed to the phone and she walked around the desk to 
where the regular phone was and picked up and dialed. She 
held the phone to her ear and looked at me. When it was 
picked up on the other end the noise must of hurt her ear 
because she jerked it away from her head and stared at 
it. I could hear the high-pitched sound of loud music 
coming over the phone. She held the phone in front of her 
mouth and yelled at it. The loud sound disappeared and 
she held it to her ear. She told the person on the other 
end that she was not coming home that she was at a 
friends house studying. The person on the other end 
wanted to discuss it but she told them that she had to go 
and simply hung up the phone on them.

She had a triumphant look in her eyes and I could see 
that she was doing something she had probably never done 
before or at least she was doing something against the 
wishes of the other person.

She looked at me and saw that I was concerned and she 
said that she would take care of it later. I told her 
that I did not want to get her in trouble. She laughed at 
me and said that she was an adult, her parents were no 
longer around and she could make up her own mind. I just 
smiled at her and she laughed at me.

We made no move to call it a night. We continued to talk 
and laugh about our experiences at the university and how 
much fun we were having. She told me that she was happy 
that I had made the effort to talk to her and help her in 
class. That she did not have a lot of friends and did not 
really go out at all.

I asked her about her sister and for a long moment I was 
not sure she was going to tell me anything. She then told 
me a few things that were a little bit of shock. She said 
that like her, that her sister was also an adopted child, 
the DOCTOR had adopted both of them because of serious 
health problems that their parents had. She said that 
both she and her sister's natural fathers died because of 
genetically inherited disease. The DOCTOR, their eventual 
father by adoption, had been the physician for their 
fathers. Both were adopted when they were just small 
infants and that neither had ever seen their natural 
parents.

Both of them had been tested for genetic traits and she 
and her sister were carriers of the same disease, which 
killed their fathers. This meant that if they had 
children of their own there was a high probability, maybe 
a much as 50/50, the disease would be passed to any male 
children they had. That was the reason the DOCTOR had 
given them for making it so that neither could have 
children. Also that the disease usually only attacked the 
males, seldom if ever did a female get it, but that the 
female children, if she or her sister had any, would 
probably never develop the symptoms of the disease, just 
be carriers of the disease.

I was very curious about all of it and she saw my 
questioning looks. She told me that the disease they 
carried in their genes, is what is called a recessive 
genetic trait which meant that there was a very low 
probability that female children would have the actual 
disease, but a higher one that male children will. We 
talked about it for a long time.

I realized from that conversations that she was pretty 
much obsessed with her condition. I just did not realize 
then how much it would impact the rest of our lives. Yes, 
I was totally infatuated with her. I was scared, worried, 
terribly interested in her and thought that I could help 
her with what she wanted to learn. I helped her too, 
probably more than I should have and in ways that were 
then and even now, unethical.

She spent that night and many, many, many more at my 
place. She was interested in what I was working on and I 
told her most of it. The part that interested her most 
was the studies that we were doing on drugs and their 
effects on egg fertilization. Not only did the university 
have a nationally funded effort of it's own, we also had 
access to almost every database in the country that was 
involved in the research, all the university ones anyway.

When we first started spending so much time together, 
which was in her second year of school and my first year 
as a grad assistant, we both knew very little about the 
whole process. She was just an undergraduate and I was 
just a glorified data entry person. I had a BS degree in 
Pharmacology, but she had only her intense drive to 
learn. Between the two of us, combined with the classes 
available to her, we taught each other a lot. We learned 
and learned and learned, maybe we knew as much as anybody 
in the country. Sometimes I thought even more, since we 
had so much information and from so many sources.

In her senior year, emphasis began to shift away from 
laboratory animal research and more toward human 
subjects. In the beginning there were a number of 
techniques, some simple, such as just collecting eggs 
from the female, putting the eggs back into her womb and 
injecting donor semen. There was even a program, a super 
complex process, of totally test-tube grown zygotes or 
fetus.

Then all the human rights people got wind of what we were 
doing and the crap hit the fan. Most of the totally out 
of womb processes were severely restricted. So many 
restrictions that we almost stopped all efforts at 
external egg fertilization, in a test tube.

Anyway during the short time when we did not work on the 
external methods there was still a lot of effort put into 
the other methods. Most of these methods involved helping 
the natural methods of fertilization, women were given 
drugs to induce egg production and men with low sperm 
counts were also included in the drug programs. We had 
some success and some failure, but all in all we 
contributed at lot to the current practices.

During one research effort we had to find a number of 
female subjects that were sterile. Most desirable were 
females that had to have their ovaries removed but were 
otherwise perfectly normal. Ovaries are removed for a 
number of different reasons, maybe the subject had 
cancer, or they had major infections or cysts that caused 
their system to be dysfunctional or just birth defects.

As you know your mother is just such a person, other than 
the fact that she also is a carrier of the disease her 
father died from. In some ways that made her a better 
candidate for the program than if she had been totally 
normal, just sterile.

As you can imagine, when the announcement was made that 
we needed women like that, she was wildly excited. I 
tried to talk her into waiting to see how successful the 
programs would be, but nothing I could do would change 
her mind.

So in the final decision she did what she wanted to do 
and that was volunteer for the program. That was when the 
real problems came up, first was they wanted only married 
women and they initially rejected her application. Second 
was that she was a student, they did not want to take 
students. Then they wanted all candidates to have special 
counseling, and that was the biggest concern of all, and 
in the end almost got her rejected.

She was so obsessed at being accepted that she and I had 
to do some things that we probably regretted for a long 
time, but over time the regrets went away for me anyway. 
We got married, even though we had never slept together. 
Yes, that does sound strange, she had been spending so 
much time at my place, we had known each other for over 
two years, everything would have made any normal person 
think that we were sleeping together, but we didn't.

Us getting married really worried me, I mean there were a 
lot of things that I did not know, but I found them all 
out. What I found out almost made me not marry her.

There is a lot to the story about how she and I decided 
to get married other than the fact that the study 
required it. I had not met Lisa until after we decided to 
get married. Bev and I had a lot of long discussions 
about the idea and we both came to accept that we could 
get married and then divorced if things did not work out. 
Sure I was excited by the idea that I would finally get 
her to bed, she was such a fabulously beautiful girl, 
heck, what man would not love the idea. We had it all 
worked out, between us, and then Lisa got involved. Until 
then I was just excited and the full impact of what I was 
getting into did not hit me until I met Lisa.

We met at my place. There was no way that I could get Bev 
to take me over to her place. In the whole time we had 
been together I had never met Lisa or ever been invited 
to where they were staying.

The first time we met it was like I was meeting Bev's 
mother. Lisa came across as being the one to make all the 
decisions and we were supposed to do exactly what she 
wanted us to. That first time I mostly just sat and 
listened to the two of them discuss things.

One topic that kept coming up over and over again was 
Lisa's concern about them. Lisa kept asking over and 
over, "What about us?" Several times Bev had simply 
ignored her and went on like it was not important. I 
thought that Lisa's concern was about their situation, I 
mean, the way they shared everything in their lives. 
Housing, cars, food, bank accounts, and all the other 
things that a family usually has in common.

I did try a couple of times to assure Lisa that the 
relationship between her and Bev would not change. Every 
time I said something about them Lisa gave me a look that 
would freeze the balls off a hockey player. After about 
my third time to make things ok with Lisa, she looked at 
me and said, "You don't know what we are talking about, 
so shut up!"

I did not say anything else the entire time she was 
there. Heck, I was afraid to. I realized that what ever 
was being discussed that I had to know more and that I 
would not get it from Lisa.

So I waited until Lisa left. I tried to be diplomatic 
about it. I asked Bev what all the crap with Lisa was 
about. At first she would not talk about it. Finally, way 
late in the evening, when it became very clear to Bev 
that I would not go through with the marriage idea unless 
she told me, she got mad and told me most of what caused 
me to have a lot of misgivings and produced all the 
regrets.

You got to remember that most, no all of it, was 
happening during the late 1970's and early 1980's, I am 
talking about between Bev and me. The stuff she told me 
about Lisa and her, well I guess that had been going on 
for a long time before, perhaps even as early as their 
childhood.

Bev made a very rational story out of something that I am 
sure is not rational at all, at least not now. Bev told 
me that they were not related genetically. Legally, under 
law, maybe they were, but they had never really checked 
into it. I accepted that as being true since they were 
both adopted children. She explained that even though 
"The Doctor" and their mother took good care of them, 
making sure that all their physical needs, food, shelter 
and other needs were satisfied that they never really 
loved them.

That made me curious and I asked her to explain. She got 
really depressed and told me that they never really loved 
them. Not the way other parents loved their kids. I asked 
her how she knew this and she said that they just knew. 
They were treated different from how other kids parents 
treated their kids, that the doctor never once in his 
entire life did he ever hug them and tell them he cared 
for them. Their mother treated them more as house guests, 
long term ones, but still as house guests.

I got the idea that the two of them just never felt the 
love and said that maybe it was just because of the 
generation that her parents were from. That made her mad 
again and she told me that her parents did have kids, 
kids of their own. I was shocked and she saw it. She kept 
on going telling me that the real kids were much older, 
like 20 years old when both she and Lisa were brought 
into the house. The older kids were loved, they got 
hugged, kissed and told how much they were loved, but we 
never got that treatment, never.

I felt really bad about what she was saying and I told 
her. She got brave then and told me about how she and 
Lisa had decided that since their parents did not love 
them that they had to love each other. I liked that, I 
mean the two of them were actually making up for the lack 
of love from their parents by loving each other and I 
told her.

She said that in the beginning it was just two little 
girls who made up for the lack of love from the adults in 
their lives by loving each other. I was a little clued in 
by that and it dawned on me that there was a type of 
relationship that I had not expected. Bev must of saw the 
look of awareness on my face because she told me that 
what I was thinking was true.

I still could not accept it and I made her tell me all of 
it. She told me a lot of things that I never thought 
possible, but I was so shocked I guess I just accepted 
it. When she finished her story I still had a thousand 
questions but I was unable to think of anything to ask.

She asked me what I thought, being in such a state, I 
said that I guess that I could adjust to the way it had 
been. She got super serious over that and said that 
things between she and Lisa probably would never change. 
I was in such a state of confusion that I did not realize 
what she was saying, not at that time, but later it was 
made clear to me.

The whole situation became clear the next time that Lisa 
came over to my place. From the very beginning of that 
visit it was clear to me that Bev had told Lisa that I 
knew about them. I still had not fully realized the depth 
of the whole situation, but after that visit it was clear 
as a bell.

I had another long discussion with Bev after Lisa left. I 
wanted a lot of questions answered and I told Bev that if 
she did not give good answers that I would not go through 
with the marriage. I got straight answers. The most 
important answer I got was that if we got married would 
she sleep with me. She said of course she would. I made 
it clear to her that I did not want to marry a lesbian. 
She got all upset at my using that word and told me she 
was not a lesbian.

I was not all that convinced and told her so. She looked 
really serious for a long time before she answered me. 
She told me that she had never slept with a man. I was 
shocked, I could not believe that she could have sex with 
Lisa and not have sex with a man, especially if she was 
going to marry me. But the way she looked at me and the 
way she said it made me realize that she was telling me 
the truth.

So I asked her if she was having sex with Lisa and she 
had never had sex with a man, how did she know she was 
not a lesbian. She just said that she was not a lesbian, 
that sex with a man had always excited her, just that she 
had never really had the chance to do it.

I told her that I had been around for over two years now 
and that I would have loved to have sex with her. She 
looked at me with a very grave look on her face and she 
said that she had never had sex with me because she loved 
me too much. At first I did not know what to say. So I 
just shook my head and waited for her to continue. She 
told me that she had wanted to have sex with me from the 
very beginning, then we got so caught up in all the 
studies that it just seemed inappropriate for her to do 
it.

I was not sure exactly what to say but I did manage to 
tell her that I had wanted to have sex with her too. She 
got really quiet and said that we could do it anytime I 
wanted to.

That night we started having sex and she was as good at 
it as I had hoped. To a great extent everything we did 
after that was because we had such great sex.

We got married about a week later. The school would still 
not allow her to be a student and participate in the 
study, so she just dropped out, withdrew from every class 
and took an incomplete for the year.

The counseling was the toughest part. Apparently someone 
knew about her and Lisa or maybe Lisa who was still dead 
set against the whole situation had told someone. All we 
knew was that the school knew all about it. If we had not 
done some really unacceptable things Bev would not have 
been allowed in the program.

What we did was to use the computer terminal that I had 
to get into the database of candidates and change some 
things. We got some of the other candidates turned down 
because of things that they supposedly had done. Like 
drug use, I mean changed things to say that they had 
tested positive for marijuana and even said a couple of 
them showed dishonest characteristics, nothing that would 
ever get back to the candidate, but things that meant 
automatic disqualification.

When a person volunteered to participate in the research 
program, other than an initial interview to introduce 
them to the project, no one involved in the effort knew 
them. That is a requirement of science. Science like 
Justice is blind. There is always a lot of concern that 
if someone involved in a research project knows the 
individuals involved then data could be interpreted to 
save embarrassment or because you like the person, there 
are literally hundreds of reasons that people have 
contaminated research programs.

So to prevent these human problems, other than the 
initial interviews, which were actually done by a special 
group set up by the university. None of us directly in 
the research program were involved in the interview and 
selection process. We never knew the names of the people 
selected to be in the program, that includes the females 
and males. Oh yeah, we did have male participants who 
were the sperm donors and females that were egg donors 
and then the females that were selected to be the 
recipients of the fertilized egg.

About these egg and sperm donors, they were also 
volunteers, but they were from a special group. All were 
solicited donors. None were openly solicited, meaning we 
did not go out and just ask for volunteers from the 
general population, like we did for the group that Bev 
was in. See what I mean here is that we wanted to use 
eggs and sperm from special people. People that were for 
one reason or another outstanding specimens of humanity. 
That almost got us in trouble too. The human rights 
people went crazy, accusing us of selective breeding. 
They accused of us of trying to create pedigreed human 
beings. The only thing that kept the programs from being 
cancelled then and there was that by the time the human 
rights people found out about it we were well into the 
program and it was to late to change.

So what Bev and I had to do to get her into the program 
probably would have caused the cancellation the whole 
program. She was rejected because of her less than 
truthful answers about her life with Lisa. She was 
rejected again because of psychology studies, they 
determined that she would not accept failure of the 
program very well. Keep in mind that not only did we have 
the actual females that we inseminated, we also had a 
control group who participated in the entire program, 
including all the procedures, except they were not 
implanted.

That was necessary to evaluate all the physiological 
affects of the process, especially the invasive 
procedures used. We had to know how the procedures 
affected them in a physical way, even though they did not 
get pregnant.

That was another thing that we had to find out. Bev was 
just so obsessed by the whole idea that she would not 
consider the possibility that she was in the control 
group. She was fortunate that she was never in the 
control group. But she still insisted that we find out 
for sure.

OK, so we did a lot of things, probably all of them bad. 
We changed other people's status in the program, we 
changed Bev's status, we figured out so many of the 
details that we knew each and every participant, and 
there were 50 of them.

We could have gotten into serious trouble if even one 
little item of what we did ever came out.

Once I even suggested to her that I try to get into the 
sperm donor area of the research. She threw such a fit 
that I immediately dropped the idea. But it, now I wish 
that I had.

During the course of the research the fertilization 
participants, like Bev, were implanted a maximum of four 
times. The first series of implantations were a total 
failure across the entire group. None of them accepted 
the zygote, which is what a fertilized egg is called 
scientifically.

We knew a lot about the requirements or conditions the 
female must be under to get natural fertilization to 
occur. For instance certain hormonal conditions must 
exist within her body before any women will conceive 
naturally. We attempted to achieve these conditions with 
drugs, but in the beginning we knew very little about the 
doses and things like that. We also learned that 
different women have different systematic requirements 
when it comes to hormones.

To achieve the correct bodily condition required each 
women to be treated independently. Doses had to be 
tailored to each one of them. We did not really know that 
in the beginning, we just gave everyone the same drug 
doses and waited a couple of days to see how things 
developed and then implanted.

After the first go round we dropped back and began an 
intensive study of each one of them and on the second 
round we got a one or two that were successful. Bev was 
not in that group, but she was excited by it, heck we all 
were.

Bev knew that she would only be implanted four times and 
after the failures of the second round to produce 
adequate or acceptable results, she got really worried 
that we would not achieve her goal for her.

We were still learning and on the third round we got 
nearly a 50% take of those we implanted, again Bev was 
not one of the ones to take.

On the fourth and last round of fertilizations we again 
achieved nearly 50%, and Bev got her wish, we got you.

Over all the program was determined to be a success, we 
got results that far exceeded what we thought we would 
get, more than 30 of the women in the group achieved 
fertilization and then carried the baby full term.

Of course once the program was over, all the control 
group individuals were informed that they had not been 
fertilized and were all given a chance to participate in 
the next studies.

The story about the rest of the kids is similar, but 
different in some ways. Since we already had one child, 
you, the continued participation in the various research 
programs was made much easier for us. After your birth 
and the obvious happiness that it brought Bev, she was 
invited to participate, almost anyway.

We continued to watch the data collected from the various 
programs. We had all the codes, the ones used to obscure 
the results about specific individuals, so more of just 
curiosity than anything we continued to watch the 
individual results. Also in many ways the philosophy of 
the programs began to shift.

In the beginning we were developing and testing the 
techniques of egg fertilization. We all thought that the 
greatest challenge would be to get the egg fertilized 
outside the womb and successfully transferred to the 
subject female. In many respects we were wrong about 
that.

We discovered an astonishing amount of information that 
was individually specific. All the things about the 
individuality of hormone effects on women. None of us 
expected the hormone treatments to have to be so 
individually specific. We thought that we would come up 
with a miracle pill, a single dose of hormones that when 
taken by a female would make all the necessary conditions 
occur to allow her to be easily inseminated with a 
fertilized egg. We were totally incorrect about that.

What we ultimately came up with was not a single pill, 
but a program of therapy, individually designed and 
implemented. We discovered that most women would require 
several months of treatments before they would be in the 
perfect condition to allow implantation to be successful.

Medicine in practical application has to be successful 
for a very large percentage of the population before it 
becomes economical. Many of the women we worked with 
required hundreds of hours of individual treatment by the 
team. We realized that yes it took a finely tuned 
technique to get the egg fertilized, but that would 
eventually become a standard laboratory technique.

The acceptance of the zygote by the female became the 
greatest of all challenges. Since no single miracle 
pregnant pill seemed realistically achievable, we 
abandoned the effort to produce one.

That is what had the most significant impact on 
philosophy of our efforts. We had lots of meetings to 
finally come up with a plan to make the treatment of the 
females much more humanistic. Keep in mind that by 
design, it is required that a scientific process be 
totally unbiased, this ultimately means that it be less 
humanistic in philosophy.

This change created huge rifts between the pure science 
and practical application of the research. There were 
individuals that actually cared less for the participants 
in the research than they did for the results. The impact 
on the efforts by these various personal philosophies of 
the scientists, doctors and pharmacology people created 
such differing views that lines of separation inside the 
program developed. A lot of screaming and hollering 
between individuals in the group resulted.

Ultimately it was these huge differences in opinion that 
caused the research projects at the university to come to 
an end. The purists got so upset by the introduction of 
humanist perspectives that they declared the results 
scientifically invalid. Of course the practical, more 
humanistic group members could not argue with them, but 
the results and final application to the real world spoke 
much louder to humanists than did the need for valid 
scientific results.

So we split off from the university and began looking for 
corporate affiliation. No matter what the pure scientist 
likes or dislikes, ultimately the final test of any 
research comes when it becomes successful financially. 
The only way that pure science data becomes practical is 
when it makes money for some company and provides benefit 
to the general population. So the year after you were 
born a group of us from the university split off and 
created a small company.

That is basically the way things happened in the early 
days. A lot more needs to be told but I not now.

With those words he got really quiet and just sat looking 
at the floor.

I watched him as he shook his head, wondering what he had 
on his mind, but I could tell that he was not going to 
say anything more about him and mom.

I had a million questions flashing through my mind most 
of which I felt were to far beyond what he had already 
said to ask at the present time.

I saw that his coffee cup was empty and said, "You want 
some more coffee?"

His head snapped up like I had startled him. He had that 
crazy look in his eyes again and I said, "Hey, calm 
down!"

He jumped up from the couch and started to leave the 
room.

I watched him walk across the room. I was afraid to say 
anything to him. The way he walked away I knew that what 
ever he had on his mind or where ever he was going was 
probably not going to be good for anyone.

I looked down at my hands and saw I had placed the video 
on the floor next to the chair. Sometime during his long 
story I had absentmindedly placed it on the floor.

I looked at his back as he left the room, he was still in 
the room with me but just barely. I said, "Hey Dad, there 
is one more thing we need to talk about!"

He stopped dead in his tracks and turned to look at me. I 
held up the videotape so he could see it.

He got a super pissed look on his face and almost ran 
back across the room. As he was coming toward me he said, 
"I need all those fucking things to give to the lawyer!"

I said, "You probably best watch this one before you give 
any of them to him."

He looked at me with a strange kind of expression on his 
face, kind of a questioning look.

I said, "This one is different than the others."

He looked at me and said, "Yeah, well I bet it is more of 
those lesbian bitches fucking each other."

I said, "NO, it is of you! Remember I already told you."

He slumped down on the couch and said, "Yeah, I remember, 
I am just so fucking tired, I have not slept worth a crap 
since all this started."

I watched him as he rubbed his face with the palms of his 
hands. He did not look anything like "MY DAD", more like 
a street person, so haggard, pale and tired looking. I 
sat quietly letting him get his self together. Waiting 
for him to tell me what to do next.

He hardly moved for what felt like a terribly long time. 
I looked at the videotape in my hands and sucked a big 
breath of air and let it out with a sigh that was much 
more audible than I expected with the room being so 
quiet.

Dad glanced up at me and for the first time he actually 
smiled at me and said, "Been a tough day ... on you to 
... I imagine?"

I smiled back at him and even though the situations we 
were all in were not funny, I could not keep myself from 
laughing. I tried to hold the laugh back, but only 
succeeded in making a strange kind of strangled sound. 
Dad thought that was funny and he began to laugh too and 
that set me in to a fit of laughing. He watched me 
laughing, with a big smile on his face and I saw that 
light he normally had in his eyes come back to his face.

The laughing slowly died off and I sat looking at him and 
he looking at me. We held eye contact for a long time and 
I could see the love he had for me flowing back through 
him. I said, "Dad, I love you ... I don't care ... well, 
not I don't care ... it's more like I love you and all 
the things that have happened will never change that. In 
some ways I think life is getting more interesting ... 
even though it seems kind of strange." My voice kind of 
trailed off and he looked at me in a very serious way.

He said, "I think I know what you mean, but there are 
still a lot of things that you do not know ... things 
that make a lot of what I have been doing more important 
than you realize."

I said, "OK, I can accept that ... I would like to learn 
about those things ... but I also know that it will take 
a long time before most of the details come out ... maybe 
some of them never will?"

He said, "That is true ... but if the details do not come 
out ... I ... damn, maybe it will be because most of them 
have actually been forgotten or lost because of the 
confusion created by the ... because of how long ago most 
of it happened."

I realized that he was telling me that I would probably 
not be allowed to learn or hear about some of the things 
that went on. For a minute I wanted to just go away, find 
a place to escape all of the bullshit.

Dad must have seen the look of desolation that I felt 
cross my face because he slowly stood up and walked 
across the room and placed his hands on my shoulder. He 
said, "Well Big Guy, we best get some rest ... I don't 
know about you ... but I been awake or drunk for the past 
3 days."

I looked up at him and said, "OK, I think I could go to 
sleep setting right here."

I reached out to touch his arm and he grabbed my hand and 
pulled me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me and 
we stood hugging each other. I held him as long as he 
held me, until I felt his arms began to loosen their grip 
around me. We stepped apart and he looked me right in the 
eye and said, "Get some rest!"

He turned and walked across the room, I followed along 
behind him. He suddenly stopped and I almost bumped into 
him. He started laughing again. I wondered what was so 
funny. He said, "We are going the wrong direction, no 
beds back there!"

It dawned on me that he was talking about where we were 
going to sleep. His and Mom's room was empty since she 
and the girls had taken almost everything over to Lisa's 
place. I said, "What about the girl's room and my room?"

He laughed and said, "Well ... I kind of tore a few 
things up ... looking for things."

He turned to look at me and I said, "I got to use the 
restroom ... what about the toilet ... it still work?"

He laughed and said, "Yep, probably the only thing that 
is still where it used to be."

I slipped past him and walked down the hall toward the 
bathroom. I had to walk pass the door into my room I 
stopped in the door. I was to astonished to walk past. 
The light was on and the place was a total shambles, all 
the furniture was moved around, the bed was just a big 
pile of cotton. It looked like he had torn the mattress 
completely apart.

I made it to the bathroom, it too was in pretty bad 
shape, all the stuff from the cabinets and drawers thrown 
into a big pile in the middle of the floor. Even the 
drawers from the vanity were thrown on the pile. He had 
certainly done a thorough job of searching the place. I 
managed to wade through the mess to the toilet. It was 
full of medicines, there were little empty bottles all 
around the toilet bowl, most of the contents had been 
dumped into the bowl, which had not been flushed.

I flushed it, for a second I thought it was going to back 
up and overflow. Just as the water level got to the top 
edge of the bowl the pile of pills blocking the flow gave 
way and everything went down the drain with a big whoosh. 
I was relieved to see it disappear, even though I had no 
idea what he had thrown in the toilet.

I dropped my pants and sat down on the toilet seat. 
Several of the empty bottles were close enough for me to 
pick up off the floor. I sat there looking at all the 
bottles, knowing that I had never seen that many bottles 
of pills around the house before. We are all basically 
healthy and I could not imagine who in the house would be 
taking so many different drugs.

I picked up one of the bottles lying next to my foot. I 
read the label, in big red letters, diagonally across the 
label was the word "EXPERIMENTAL - NOT FOR HUMAN 
CONSUMPTION". In smaller letters it had the name of 
company Dad worked for, "SciGen," other information about 
the company, a set of directions on taking the medication 
and then at the very bottom was the letters, "Pgm: #3A-
3G-3Z" and finally, the word, Subject: "M-8877". It meant 
nothing to me, just a bunch of gobble-gook on a medicine 
bottle. I thought it was kind of strange that the bottle 
would have the words not for human consumption and then 
directions on taking it. I sat the first down and picked 
up another bottle. It had much the same information, the 
only difference was a change in the number doses per day. 
I gathered as many of the bottles and read the labels as 
I could reach all of them saying basically the same 
thing. I was curious about the bottles, I wondered what 
they might have contained and I realized that this was 
just another one of those details that Dad had talked 
about. Maybe if I asked he would tell me, but probably 
not now.

I finished my business and then it dawned on me that I 
had left the videotape in the front room. I quickly 
organized my clothing and hurried back toward the front 
of the house.

Dad was not in the front room. I looked around the chair 
where I had been setting and the tape was gone too. On a 
hunch I walked toward the door to Dad's office. He was 
setting at his desk his back toward the door and watching 
the TV set. He was playing the videotape. Even from 
across the room I could see that he was watching a 
different section of the tape than I had seen, or maybe 
just more time had passed, since we had not rewound the 
tape at Lisa's.

I quietly slipped into the room and stood next to his 
desk, he still had not heard me. The scene on the TV was 
a super close-up shot of a huge penis going into a cunt. 
As the penis went in, the volume of the set was not very 
loud, but I heard a sound kind of like gargling. I could 
see the man's hands grab hold of the waist of the women 
and hold her from pulling away from him. It was clear 
that the girl was in pain, the sounds of whimpering 
replaced the gargling. The girl almost screamed, she was 
crying and whimpering, she said, "Oh, you are hurting me, 
it hurts, I can not do it, Oh, it's hurting me real bad, 
stop, please don't ...please, god you got to stop 
...ahhhhhh!"

I was mesmerized by what was happening on the screen. At 
the same time, I was appalled that it was happening and 
the way it was happening. It was impossible for me to 
understand how any man could subject another person to 
such pain. For a long second I could not believe that the 
man on the screen was my dad, but I knew it had to be 
him.

The view on the screen held steady for a long time, much 
longer than seemed necessary. I watched the penis at it 
went deeper and deeper into the girl. She had stopped 
trying to get away from him and was just crying and kept 
saying over and over, "Please stop, it hurts so bad."

One of the man's hands turned loose of the girl's waist 
and rapidly disappeared off the screen and then appeared 
again. He was holding a very small bottle the top was 
open. He tilted the bottle up and dumped the contents, a 
white powdered, directly onto the girl's asshole. He 
simple tossed the bottle away and grabbed the girl around 
the waist and held on to her. What ever he put on her 
took a few seconds to have an affect on her because she 
had hardly moved.

She said, "Something is burning me, help me, please help 
me, it burns!"

I recognized my Dad's voice when he said, "Just wait a 
few seconds, it will stop burning, and the pain will 
stop."

The girl did not say a word back, just continued to cry 
and moan. 

As I watched I could see only the girl's ass, since the 
camera was still zoomed in so close. After a few seconds 
some of the stress seemed to diminish in her buttocks and 
I could see her spread her knees just a little. I heard a 
huge sigh and she said, "I thought you were killing me, 
god it hurt so bad, now it don't hurt so bad and there is 
a nice warm feeling down there."

The man laughed and said, "Yeah, just wait a few more 
minutes and it will be OK."

The girl, even though she was still sobbing just a 
little, said, "OK".

I had not realized it until the girl started to relax 
that my cock was hard as stone and was really kinked up 
in my pants. I moved to make myself more comfortable and 
when I did, my clothing made a rustling noise. Dad heard 
me and looked back over his shoulder at me. He turned 
back toward the TV and pressed the off button, but did 
not stop the videotape player.

I adjusted myself so I was little more comfortable while 
he had his back to me.

As the picture on the screen disappeared he turned in the 
chair so that he was facing me.

He said, "Well, guess I know enough about the tape now."

I said, "OK, ... ah ... ?"

He looked at me and said, "So who gave this to you?"

I said, "Well, Boo actually gave it to me ... but I think 
Lisa might have been the one to actually send it to you."

"Why do you think that?" he asked.

"Because of what went on while I was over there awhile 
ago and the way Lisa acted the whole time."

He did not say anything for a long time. I could see that 
he was thinking about the implications of the tape. While 
he was thinking I eased over and sat down on the couch 
across the room.

He sat for long time, rubbing his face and running his 
hands through his hair.

He finally looked at me and said, "Changes my plans a 
lot, but still I have to do what I have to do."

I said, "OK, so what do you have to do ... more 
importantly ... to me anyway ... is what do WE have to 
do?"

He looked at me kind of funny and said, "Well, I am in 
deep shit, not just because of this tape ... I mean ... 
sure I did that to the girl, hell I don't even remember 
her name ... Cynthia ... Sandy ... something like that."

I said, "Her name is Cindy."

He said, "Yeah, right ... I remember now ... she was so 
sweet ... she was Mandy's friend ... or something."

I said, "Yes that is right too ... you know ... don't ... 
shit, do you know how old she was ... or what Mandy says 
about her age?"

He looked at me and said, "I really don't know how old 
she is ... or was ... that was a couple years ago ..."

I said, "Mandy said that Cindy was 14 when the video was 
taken ... you did not know that ... I mean crap Dad ... 
she was so small ... look at her ... she is just a 
little-bitty girl ..."

He got a kind of mad look on his face and said, "You do 
not know all the story ... I did not know about this tape 
...ah, shit."

I guess he realized then that it did not matter that the 
tape even existed. What really mattered was that he had 
done it at all.

He got a really hard look on his face and said, "Still it 
does not change anything, I am still going to fuck that 
bitch, I am going to get her out of my fucking life once 
and for all!"

He did not have to tell me who he was talking about, from 
everything he had said before it was very clear to me he 
was talking about Lisa.

I said, "What about Mom and the girls?"

He said, "I never wanted them to leave ... your Mom has 
been a basket case for years ... all the drugs and shit 
we did to her ... I wanted to do the right thing years 
ago ... get rid of Lisa I mean ... but your Mom would 
never agree to anything that got Lisa out of our lives."

I looked at him and realized that there was a lot of 
things I did not understand and perhaps I never would. He 
seemed to want to keep us together as a family, but he 
was so warped out over Lisa that he was not fully 
rational.

I said, "Let's get some rest, I am falling asleep right 
here."

He said, "Good idea, but I don't think I can sleep. You 
just lean back right there on the couch."

I said, "I will lay down, but only if you will too."

He had that deep sad look in his eyes again. He was 
obviously so spaced out that he was nearly insane.

I said, "Look, if we are going to get this all 
straightened out you got to be rested. If you keep this 
up ... I mean ... and no offense ... man you look like 
shit."

He kind of shrugged his shoulders and started to ignore 
me. I said, "Look asshole, if we are going to save 
anything, anything at all, we got to be in good shape, 
mentally and physically."

He got a kind of pissed look in his eyes. I had never 
before used such strong words with him, but they did seem 
to get his attention.

I said, "Now get your ass over there on the other couch 
and let's get some rest!"

He glanced around the room like it was a prison cell and 
he was looking for an escape route.

I said, "Come on Dad, get some rest. I love you and I am 
going to need your help and you need mine. Please come 
over here and lay down."

He looked like a little lost boy for a second. He said, 
"OK ... guess I could rest a little while."

He stood up and began to walk across the room. He looked 
out the door of the office in to the house and said, 
"Maybe I should go turn out the lights and ..."

I did not let him get any further. I hopped up and walked 
over to him, took his hand and kind of lead him to the 
other couch. I said, "Lay down, I'll go do everything 
that needs to be done."

He dropped on to the couch in a setting position. I had 
to push him backward to get him lay down on the couch.

I grabbed the comforter off the back of the couch and 
spread it over him and took one of the pillows off the 
floor and placed it under his head. Once he was all 
comfortable and looked like he was not going to try and 
get up, I said, "Stay there, I will be right back."

I hurried out of the room, glancing backward as I exited 
the room, I could see him just lying there motionless, 
eyes wide open, looking at the ceiling. He looked stiff 
as a board, but he stayed in a reclining position.

I made a quick trip all around the house turning out 
lights, looking at things to make sure that they were in 
a safe location, closing doors, and just looking at the 
terrible mess the house was in. The last thing I did was 
step out on the back porch and check the stuff he had 
tried to burn. As I walked out on the porch I could see 
just the first rays of bright sunshine as old sol peaked 
his head up bringing on the new day.

The pile of stuff was a soggy messy, nothing burning or 
even smoldering. I looked at all the stuff wondering why 
he thought he had to burn it.

I turned and went back in, closing and locking the door 
behind me.

I moved on toward the office and the feeling of 
exhaustion hitting me to the bone. I looked at Dad. He 
was snoring loudly. I walked over and looked down right 
on him. I loved the guy, no doubt about it, but there 
were a lot of things that I had to know before I could 
help him. I was not at all sure that I could help, but I 
had to try.

I walked over and flopped on the other couch and pulled 
the comforter over me. I don't think I had time to have a 
single thought pass through my head before I was asleep.



Chapter 9 - Party Time
----------------------

I woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. It must have 
been ringing for a while before I heard it because it 
stopped making it's god-awful noise before I could get up 
off the couch to answer it. I glanced at the other couch 
Dad was gone. No telling where he was or what he was 
doing. I shook my head sadly as I realized that I did not 
know how long Dad had slept since he was already gone. I 
hoped he'd gotten enough sleep to be able to think things 
through before he did anything crazy.

My bladder felt like a beach ball I had to take a leak so 
bad and I slowly wobbled my way out of the office headed 
toward the bathroom. As I walked across the office I 
noticed the big digital clock on the back bar of Dad's 
desk, it said, 3:30 in big red numbers, it had to be 
afternoon since I had not passed out on the couch until 
well after that time this morning. I had slept most of 
the day away. I got a little concerned that I had been 
out so long, no telling what the heck had happened while 
I was dead to the world.

I looked in each room as I passed them on my way to the 
back bathroom. The whole house just felt different, like 
I was not at my home but in someone else's. As I was 
passing by the boy's room I noticed that some of the 
things, which earlier had been strewn around the room, 
had been piled up in the middle of the room. The mattress 
was gone; all the cotton stuffing that had been ripped 
out was also cleaned away. I guessed that Dad had figured 
that he should straighten things up a little before he 
went anywhere.

Then again, he could still be looking for more of the 
tapes and decided to make a neat and clean approach to 
the process.

I made it to the bathroom and surprisingly it was not in 
the same shape as the rest of the house.

Once I finished taking a leak I looked in the shower. All 
the soap, shampoo and other stuff were still exactly as 
it normally was. I decided to take a quick shower and 
began to strip off the clothes that I had now worn for 
over two days straight.

The hot water felt great and I took a long shower, trying 
desperately to wash all the bad happenings from the past 
24 hours out of my mind. It sure seemed to me that the 
last few hours had been the longest of my entire life. I 
lingered in the shower for considerably longer than I 
normally did. Finally when I noticed the skin on my hands 
starting to turn into prunes I flipped the hot water off, 
thinking I best get back into the world.

I got out of the shower dried off on one of the big 
towels that we all loved, wrapped it around me and was 
just soaping up my face to shave off the scruff when the 
phone started ringing again. We had phones in almost 
every room in the house, including in all the bathrooms. 
I quickly rinsed the soap off my face. The phone rang 
twice before I picked it up.

I said, "Hello".

No one said anything back.

I felt really strange and I started to hang up the phone 
but decided to give who ever was calling one more chance, 
so I said, "Hello, this is David. Is anyone there?"

I heard some noise in the background, like someone was 
scurrying around maybe walking around with the phone or 
maybe they had me on a speakerphone and it was picking up 
the background noise.

I said, "OK, I can hear you making noise, you might as 
well answer me!"

Still no one said a thing. But I could hear the sound of 
excited voices in the background this time. The voices 
were to low for me to understand every word, but the few 
words that I did pick up were enough to tell me that the 
call was being made from Lisa's house.

I just held the phone to my ear and listened to the 
muffled voices from the background. There was one voice 
that was a little louder than the others were and I kept 
picking up a word or two every now and then, but not 
enough to understand what the discussion was all about. 
If they had me on the speakerphone then the person that 
was talking must have been setting closest to it.

The voice that I heard was that of a female, but I was 
not sure who it might be. For a second I thought it might 
be Mom, just her voice was a little different because of 
the stress she was under, but each time I heard it, the 
more I was sure that it was not her.

Finally, in desperation, I said, "Can I speak to Boo or 
Mandy, please?"

That set off a whole new set of discussions, the voices 
got louder and louder and I was able to pick up a few 
more words.

They were talking about Dad and I kept hearing the words, 
"videotape, lawyer, life, happiness, and something about 
stopping him.

Again I tried, I said, "Listen to me ... Dad has the 
videotapes ... the ones that I left here ... I also gave 
him the one of him and Cindy ... somebody talk to me, 
please."

I guess that was enough to convince who ever was on the 
phone to at least talk to me. The voice that came on the 
phone was not one that I recognized, they said, "We had 
hoped that you would."

I said, "This is David, who am I talking to please?"

The voice said, "A friend ... that is all that I can say 
right now."

I said, "OK, Friend, may I speak to one of my family 
members please?"

The voice said, "Just a second ... OK ... we are trying 
to decide what is the next best step ... is Bill there?"

I said, "No, Dad is not here, he was gone when I woke up 
a little while ago."

The voice then asked, "Do you know what he did with the 
tapes?"

I really was not sure what he was up to, but I was not 
going to tell that to someone that I did not know, so I 
said, "I have some ideas ... I think I might ..."

The voice then got more insistent and said, "Look, we 
have to know what he is doing!"

I was sick of talking to a total stranger, friend or foe, 
and I said, "I need to talk to one of my family members, 
either you put one of them on the phone or I am going to 
hang up."

The voice got equally insistent and said, "Hey, we don't 
need any more bullshit right now ... tell me what you 
know!"

I said, "Goodbye" and hung up the phone. I thought that 
if they really wanted to talk to me that they would call 
back. My mind was in a total quandary as to what to do 
next. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I looked 
tired, even the normal bright sparkles in my eyes seemed 
a little depressed today. The scruff on my face cast a 
shadow over my features and I picked up the soap to 
continue getting myself into some kind of shape.

The phone rang again, this time I had just squirted a 
nice pile of foamy shaving cream into my hand. I rinsed 
it off and picked up the phone on the second ring.

The person on the other end said, "David ... this Mandy 
... don't hang up, please!"

A string of chill bumps like cold water thrown on me 
coursed up and down my back and legs, I said, "Mandy ... 
good to hear your voice ... I am in the middle of getting 
a shower ... can I call you back in about 5 minutes?"

She said, "David ... we need to talk to you now!"

I said, "OK, but I am naked ... can't at least take a 
minute to put on my pants?"

Mandy started laughing and I could also hear the sounds 
of others laughing, so I knew then that I was on a 
speakerphone. She said, "OK, OK, we all got a picture of 
you in our minds now."

Then another voice came on the line, it said, "David ... 
I am sorry for upsetting you a few minutes ago ... just a 
lot seems to be happening today ... and we are all under 
a lot stress over here."

I said, "Hi Friend" and chuckled, continuing I said, "I 
understand about the stress ... I do not normally hang up 
on my friends".

They all laughed at that.

Boo came on the line, she said, "Hey ... why don't you 
get dressed and come over to Lisa's place?"

I said, "I can do that... take me about 10 minutes to get 
my clothes on and then I can head that direction."

There was a lot of discussion going on in the background 
and I waited for them to finish. 

Mandy said, "OK... we'll let you go and see you in half 
an hour"

I said, "Fine ...See yeah!"

Friend said, "Bye" and the phone went dead.

I hung up the darn thing and looked at myself in the 
mirror. No shave for me today I thought, besides I look 
kind of macho with this scruff on my face.

I had to go through the piles of stuff in the bedroom to 
find some clean clothing. All that was left of my stuff 
was old clothes that I usually just wore around the shop 
when I was working on my old car, a pair of worn Dockers 
and an old work shirt made out of, almost faded white, 
sand colored denim. I found some clean underwear too. 
Thank goodness Dad had not destroyed everything. All my 
old shoes were still piled in the closet. I grabbed the 
pair of heavy leather boots that I normally wore with the 
work clothes. They felt like home to me once I got them 
on.

I quickly ran a brush through my hair and observed myself 
in the mirror. Other than the strain of all the bullshit 
showing in my eyes, I thought I looked pretty decent.

I ran out of the bedroom headed for my car. I realized 
that I had better leave some kind of note for Dad and 
walked into the office. I noticed a cardboard box setting 
in the middle of his desk and out of curiosity walked 
over to the look inside. Taped to the top of the box was 
a note. It said, in simple terms, "give this to the 
bitch", no signature nothing. I opened it and looked 
inside all the videotapes were in the box. Lying on top 
of all the others there were two tapes, he'd put them 
there for a reason, since all the others were neatly 
organized in the bottom. The first one was the one that I 
had given Dad the night before. The other had no label on 
it. I felt sure that the no-label tape had to be the one 
that Dad had discovered by accident.

But I also thought about the recording equipment and 
mirrors at Lisa's. Boo or Mandy had said Dad had found it 
in the "video camera". Now I was even more curious as to 
why it was in the camera and whose camera was it in 
anyway? Sure we had video camera around the house, but 
was it in our family camera or was it in a camera that 
someone had brought over from Lisa's?

I looked at the box of tapes for a second and made a 
quick decision to take a few minutes and look at the 
tape, or part of it anyway. Then I had second thoughts, 
maybe I thought I should hurry on over to Lisa's.

I thought about it again, thinking about the situation I 
was in. I had not had much time to view any of the tapes. 
Heck most of what I had watched just bits and pieces, a 
scene here and there, fact was the longest scene I had 
watched could not have been much over 10 to 15 minutes. I 
thought about the tapes in a different perspective, 
wondering who had the skill to do tapes that were so well 
done. Photographically they were excellent and even some 
of the acting was pretty good. I had to put them on par 
with some of the porno tapes the guys as school sometimes 
brought in. Then I thought about my sisters, some of the 
sex, especially the pleasure and lust was not actors 
playing a role, they were real. 

Finally what made my decision to view the no-label tape 
was the extreme curiosity about what had caused all of 
this to happen. So I grabbed the no-label tape out of the 
box, picked up the box and sat it on the floor.

I turned on the TV and VCR and while they warmed up I 
looked at the tape. It was about half wound down, so when 
I put it into the machine I immediately pushed the rewind 
button. I decided that I had already been dropped into 
the middle of a wild sex scene by just letting the VCR go 
into the play mode. It took about a minute for the tape 
to fully rewind.

While the tape rewound, I looked in the center desk 
drawer for a pen to write a note to Dad. Then I got 
worried about leaving him a note that I was going to 
Lisa's. I had to think about what to say, I did not want 
to tell a huge lie to him, but should I tell him I had 
gone to Lisa's?

I decided that I would just tell him I would be back 
after while and not mention where I was going. So I wrote 
out the message, signed it, and also wrote down the time, 
after glancing at the big red clock again, it read a 
couple minutes past 4:00.

I taped the note to the top of the desk.

I heard the VCR making a quite beeping noise when it got 
the tape fully rewound and I spun around in the chair and 
pressed play.

The tape was not what I expected it to be. From the 
previous tape, when I had watched the first few minutes, 
I expected there to be some kind of introduction or at 
least a set-up scene. Not on this one, I was instantly 
immersed in a hot sex scene between two people that I did 
not know. They were in a position with the man on top 
between her legs. She had her legs spread very wide, with 
her knees raised. Almost the typical missionary position.

They were both very beautiful and both had very blonde 
hair, so blonde it was almost white. I looked closely at 
their facial features, and noticed that they looked a lot 
alike, except for being a man and women they could have 
easily be identical twins. The fuck scene seemed to go on 
and on, much longer than I was prepared to spend watching 
a tape that just showed sex.

I watched for several more minutes as the couple really 
got into making love. Actually they were just fucking the 
shit out of each other. I watched them go at each other 
and it was sort of exciting, but still with all the 
pressure that I was under from the family ordeal, I could 
not really understand why dad would pitch such a fit over 
these two having a go each other.

I waited for the scene to end, deciding that if there was 
going to be any kind of story line to the tape maybe it 
would be developed after this first scene was over. Some 
of the videos I had seen before started out that way.

To this point in the video the camera had been 
principally centered on the couple from about 10 feet 
away, far enough that all that was shown was two people 
having sex. No close-up shots of sex organs had been 
shown. That began to slowly change, first focusing in on 
the female's breasts. Her breasts were beautifully 
proportioned, nearly perfect in size and shape, very firm 
and upstanding. I thought that maybe they were implants, 
but if they were they were not overly large.

The camera moved slowly down her body to about her waist 
before it stopped. Then panning up to the man's body and 
traveling up across his well-muscled stomach up to his 
shoulders. His body was covered very fine blonde hair, 
which tended to have a reddish cast to it.

The next shot was of their faces, the female was wearing 
just the right amount of make-up and even with her face 
twisted in the expressions of deep lust she was a beauty 
to see. The man's face showed just a slight beard, maybe 
a day or twos growth, about like mine, he needed a shave 
but the beard just added to his macho image. I had to 
admit that I thought him to be a very handsome man.

The camera flashed around to the back of the man, 
focusing in on his ass, which moved rapidly back and 
forth as he moved in and out of the girl. Then began to 
zoom in on the space between his legs. Closer and closer, 
larger and larger became the view of the area between the 
man's legs until the entire screen was filled with a view 
of the man's penis buried deeply into the woman's cunt.

He drew back until the head of his penis began to appear, 
just the flared edge showed, then he shoved back into 
her. His penis was not overly large. Perhaps no bigger 
than me. I guess I had gotten a little self-conscious 
about penis size after I had seen how well equipped dad 
was.

The scene continued showing the man's cock buried in the 
women for a couple more minutes and then slowly panned up 
just a fraction to show the area where his penis came 
into contact with where her clit was. Strangely she did 
not seem to have a clit, but seemed to have huge cunt 
lips; the area where her clit should have been was just 
smooth flesh. I got really curious and was ready to 
freeze-frame the video when the scene suddenly changed to 
the most astonishing view.

The man had flipped over on his back with the women on 
top of him. The man was lying fully down on the bed with 
the women kind of squatting on top of him. She was 
leaning back with her arms on the bed supporting her 
upper body. Sticking out the front of the women was 
either the biggest clit in the world or the women had a 
penis. It was not shaped exactly like a penis, more like 
a huge pyramid, kind of like a cock with a lot of flesh 
at the base. It really had to be a clit, but it was 
absolutely huge if it was just her clit.

The man's penis was inside the women and she was moving 
her hips up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her. 
The scene changed slowly as the camera zoomed in on the 
women's clit until it filled the entire screen. It looked 
a lot like a penis, the head was smaller, maybe as big as 
the tip of my thumb and had a deep crease down the center 
of it. It was definitely a clit, but a monster of one.

The man must have been really flexible, because the lower 
part of his face and chin suddenly came into the picture 
and he began to flip the head of her clit with his 
tongue. Each time his tongue hit her clit she pushed it 
upward toward his mouth. After flicking it several times 
he took it into his mouth and began to gently suck on it.

Up to that time the only sound had been a few moans of 
pleasure. The women said, "Oh god, Jerry I am about to 
cum."

All he said, was "OK, cum for me baby!"

She began to moan and thrust more of her clit into his 
mouth and he sucked a little harder on it.

Her body seemed to freeze and began to shake and the man 
pulled his mouth away from her. A stream of slightly 
opaque fluid came out of her splashing on to the man's 
lower face and mouth. Her cum flowed from a small hole 
just below the head of her clit. She was moaning and 
shaking as a couple of smaller streams squirted out 
landing on the man's face.

Suddenly the screen went totally black and that was the 
end of the scene.

The video machine continued to move forward and after 
about 30 seconds another scene fluttered into focus.

This scene was of an entirely different couple. They both 
had black hair very closely cut hair. I glanced at the 
clock 4:25 it flashed at me. They were both fully clothed 
and setting on an over-stuffed couch. They were dressed 
in clothing that was kind of unisexual, kind of bland 
light colored shirts.

They sat quietly looking directly into the camera, 
neither said a word. I wanted to watch the rest of the 
video, but thought that I should get on over to Lisa's so 
I reached out and hit the stop button.

I ejected the tape, stood up and tossed it back into the 
box. I grabbed the box and hurried out of the house. I 
thought about the box of tapes and the note wondered what 
I should do with them. When I got to the car I opened the 
trunk and sat it inside.

I pulled out of the driveway and headed for Lisa's. I 
drove slowly wondering what I should do. I had to come up 
with a plan, but nothing seemed to make any sense except 
to do what the note said.

The drive did not take very long. As I pulled to a stop 
in the driveway, I noticed that there was a car in the 
driveway that I did not recognize. I sat there wondering 
what to do. I sat there confused, curious but extremely 
cautious of what I might find. Nothing really made sense 
and finally I made the decision to go on into the house. 
I was even going to take the box of tapes in the trunk.

That all changed because just as I opened the car door 
the front door to the house opened and Mandy came running 
out to the car. She hurried up to me, almost out of 
breath, like she'd been doing something really strenuous. 
She was a lot more winded than from the short run from 
the door to the car.

She grabbed me by the hand and tried to drag me after 
her, she turned and said, "You got to do something ... 
hurry ...hurry!"

I was to shocked to do much but follow her. I managed to 
mutter, "Mandy ... what the hell is happening ...?"

She looked back at me and said, "It's Renee, she is 
crazy!"

I said, "Who the hell is Renee?"

She screamed something at me, but her head was turned 
away and I could not understand her.

I pulled my hand away from her and she almost stopped and 
would have if I had not put my hand on her back and said, 
"Keep going I am right behind you!"

She quickly opened the screen door and ran in. I was 
right on her heels.

We both came to a sudden stop in the foyer. The sight in 
front of me was almost beyond belief. Lisa, Mom and Boo 
were all setting down on the couch and chairs in kind of 
a big circle. A lady that I did not know, but assumed was 
Renee, was standing in the center of the room and she had 
a gun in her hand held limply at her side.

She said, "You get over there and set down!"

Mandy walked across the room like a robot, never looking 
at anyone but the lady in the center of the room.

I did not move, just stood where I was.

She got a super mean look in her eyes and said, "I told 
you to set down!"

I don't know why but I said, "No, I think I will stay 
right here."

She suddenly moved toward me, at the same time raising 
the gun up. But she never got by the corner of the couch. 
Just as she was rushing by Lisa, I saw Lisa's foot kind 
of stick out and trip her. Renee or who ever she was did 
not see Lisa's foot at all and fell down in what seem 
almost like slow motion. She put both her hands out in 
front of herself to break the fall and the gun came 
sailing across the room almost like she had thrown it at 
me.

I hardly had to move to pick it up. Renee was scrambling 
around on the floor trying to get back up, I moved over 
and put my foot on the center of her back and pressed her 
down into the floor. She didn't put up much of a fight, 
and I heard her as she began to cry, making loud sobbing 
noises on the floor.

Lisa was beside me even before I got Renee pressed back 
to the floor and she was scream all kinds of obscene 
words at the sobbing wreck on the floor. Lisa then began 
to try to take the gun away from me. I saw instantly that 
the real danger of someone getting hurt was not the lady 
on the floor but my aunt.

I had to struggle pretty hard to keep her from getting 
the gun out of my hand.

I looked over at Boo who was still setting frozen in 
place. I kind of tossed the gun at her; she caught it in 
mid air. I was scared shitless that it might go off, but 
with the gun in one hand, I could not keep Lisa under 
control.

As soon as Lisa saw the gun fly away from me she turned 
on the prone figure on the floor and began to kick her. I 
stood stock still for a second before I jumped in and 
grabbed Lisa and dragged her away from the poor lady on 
the floor.

I yelled at Lisa, "Lisa stop this shit right now, what 
the hell are you doing, you are going to hurt her!"

She was struggling for all she was worth trying to get 
away from me and screaming at the same time, she said, 
"No I am not going to hurt her, I'm going to kill the 
bitch."

I said, "Stop it, goddamn it, get control of yourself!"

Mom was suddenly standing beside us, she said, "Lisa, 
stop it you know you don't mean that, Renee is your best 
friend, stop, we need to get ourselves together and stop 
all this fighting, it isn't helping us, please."

With those words barely uttered by Mom, Lisa instantly 
stopped her struggles to get back over to Renee. She 
glared at everyone in the room, a look of defiance and 
consternation on her face. She looked first at Boo, who 
simply turned her head away and refused to meet Lisa's 
powerful look. Lisa then turned and faced Renee, who was 
still lying full prone on the floor, but was making moves 
to rise up to a kneeling position.

She looked at Mandy. Mandy was the only one that met her 
gaze and she had a crooked little smile on her face, not 
a look of being intimidated like the others at all, more 
like she knew something that none of the others knew.

Lisa then turned to Mom and said, "Well, what am I 
supposed to do know? I have done my best for everyone in 
this room and what have I gotten for it? A bunch of 
whimpering, sorry looking pack of scared-to-death 
females!"

Lisa turned her gaze on me next and wow what a look she 
had in her eyes. If looks could kill, I'd be dead. She 
did not say anything to me her eyes kind of wrinkling 
into deep creases in the corners as she snapped her head 
from me to look back at Mom.

Mom never said a word, but I heard what sounded like a 
moan from Boo, a gasping kind of strangled sound, I 
thought she was trying to stifle her emotions, maybe 
trying to keep from crying. My attention focused on her. 
What I saw was anything but crying, she was trying to 
keep from laughing.

As I watched her, and she caught my eye, she suddenly 
just burst into laughter, giggling and shaking as she 
rolled back in the chair she was in and she gasped out, 
"I am sorry, I can not stop!

I had my back to Lisa and all I heard her say was, "Cut".

Then everyone in the room was talking and giggling. For a 
second I did not realize what was happening, then a slow 
dawning began to creep into my mind. The entire scene, 
since I had walked into the door, it had all been 
recorded and not only that, just maybe it had all been an 
act.

I turned to look at Lisa, as I did, I watched Renee as 
she quickly stood up from the floor, brushing the dust 
off herself and kind of straightening her skirt and 
blouse. She was busy and never noticed me watching her.

Boo was still laughing, almost hysterically, but not like 
she was out of control or anything, more like everything 
was a big joke and all in fun, she sounded like she used 
to when a bunch of her girlfriends came to the house for 
a slumber party or sleep over.

I glanced over at Mandy; she was looking back at me with 
a funny little smile on her face. I watched her for a 
long moment and started to say something when I felt a 
cool hand on the side of my neck. I turned around 
quickly; it was Lisa who had touched me. I was looking at 
Lisa, when I noticed a movement out of the corner of my 
eye and looked over Lisa's shoulder to see Mom leaving 
the room. All I saw was her back as she disappeared into 
the hallway.

I tried to step around Lisa, but she put her hand on the 
side of my arm and said, "Not now, we all need to have a 
talk ..."

I stopped and looked back at her and saw a questioning 
look in her eyes. She did not look like the same Lisa 
that I normally expected to see. She had a deep look of 
understanding and love in her eyes.

I glanced back at my sisters, Mandy and Boo. Boo was 
still giggling, but Mandy had the same look of deep 
concern in her eyes as Lisa. I heard a kind of strained 
clearing of a throat and my eyes snapped over to Renee.

Renee said, "We wanted you to experience some of the 
things that happens when we make videos. No this was not 
"one of those", as Bill so appallingly puts it, but at 
least you have some idea of how it is done.

I looked at her, kind of a stern expression on my face, 
and said, "I do not understand a lot of what has been 
going on around here ... fuck, around here, over there, 
everywhere. I am so totally confused ... every time I 
turn around I feel like I am being blindsided by a new 
and totally fucked-up situation ...! Damn, either this 
shit has to stop or I am going to walk out of here 
without looking back."

Lisa said, "David, we all know that you are reeling from 
all this ... we are just trying to get you to understand 
what we do ... how we do it ... and maybe then we can get 
you to appreciate it." She laughed and said, "We already 
know that you enjoy it!"

I felt a little of the tension drain away and said, 
"Yeah, I can see how it is fun, exciting, ... and all 
that ... but so far none of it has been exactly a 
pleasant experience to learn about."

Lisa started to say something, but Renee cut her off by 
saying, "We want to help you understand all there is to 
know."

I looked at Renee; again I could feel the consternation 
rising inside of myself. She must of noticed it in my 
expression, just as I started to say something she cut me 
off too, saying, "David, I can help you understand a lot 
... from the very beginning ... just give me a little 
while?"

I was still so confused I just slumped, almost falling 
down. The load on my mind just seemed to shut my thought 
process down. I actually felt like I needed to go to 
sleep.

Renee started to say something, and I cut her off, I 
said, "Maybe you better start by telling me who you are 
... I have never met you in my entire life and here you 
are in the middle of what I think is a family matter."

She looked startled for a second, but then seemed to 
recover and said, "OK, I should do that anyway."

She told me the following story, while listened; I tried 
to control the questions, knowing that if I asked to many 
I would be more of a distraction than anything.

Boo and Mandy sat quietly through the entire monologue. I 
occasionally glanced at them to see what their reaction 
was to what Renee said, but they only looked a little 
bored like they knew all that she was saying. I felt that 
Renee was telling me the truth but decided to keep a few 
of the more significant things close in my memory so that 
I could verify them with Boo or Mandy later.

Renee's Story

The beginning:

Renee knew both mom and Lisa in college. She met mom 
through the testing programs and Lisa at a one of the 
college kid hangouts. In the beginning she had not known 
the same people had adopted Lisa and mom. She explained 
that she had been a little on the wild side and enjoyed 
her college years a lot.

She read about the program of testing being conducted by 
the college and she had volunteered, but was rejected 
because she did not meet the special criteria of the 
first program, that being that she was not sterile.

Her name had been kept on file by the university and she 
was called back during another research program when 
testing of fertilization techniques on normal, healthy 
candidates was being conducted.

She had produced a set of twins from the testing. There 
had been some complications with them and that was when 
she got even more involved with the follow-up company 
that Dad and his partners had established.

She did not volunteer any detailed information about the 
complications, but I got the idea that the two people 
that I had watched on the video, the man and the women 
with the big clit, were the ones she was probably talking 
about. I saved my questions and waited.

Lisa had been her best friend in college, they had both 
been taking similar courses and they were frequently 
together in various classes. She was taking courses in 
multi-media, and wanted to work in the entertainment 
industry. Back then there were a lot of opportunities in 
marketing, sales and related areas that dealt with the 
movie industry and she wanted to do that. Lisa on the 
other hand was more interested in the actual making of 
the movies and short subject film. Their interests seemed 
to fit perfectly, Lisa would make the movie and she would 
take it to the industry and try to get them their big 
break.

As their senior project they had been assigned to the 
same group, along with several other people, and they had 
produced a short subject film that made it into the film 
festival circuit and won several awards around the US and 
even at one of the major foreign festivals. They had 
gotten a lot of attention from their first effort and had 
tried to make a couple of more, but none of the 
productions were nearly as well greeted by the industry.

Lisa and Renee had stayed close following college and 
always enjoyed working together. They had made a number 
of videos and films before they got into making the home 
movies that were now causing all the problems.

She left out most of the details about the movies and 
what they ultimately did with them, another question that 
I put in my long term memory to ask at a more appropriate 
time.

She finished her story by saying that she loved to do 
what they did, making the videos, and had worried that 
their productions would cause a lot of trouble for 
everyone, but what was happening was way beyond her 
wildest imagination.

Once she finished, I was again so overloaded with all the 
happenings and the convoluted mess that I just sat 
quietly waiting for someone to say something.

No one said a word.

I started to tell them I had the box of tapes from Dad, 
but was still unsure of what I should do, besides I still 
had to find a few hours, maybe days, to watch each one. 
There was still a lot that I had not seen in the videos, 
and now, especially with the new one, with all the 
unknown people in it, I did not want to give them the 
tapes.

Boo asked, "David, what is Dad doing?"

"I really don't know", I said. "He was at the house when 
I got there last night, well this morning, but when I 
woke up a little while ago he was gone."

There was a worried look on her face and I wanted to 
reassure her that nothing bad would happen, but I really 
did not know what was ultimately going to happen. I said, 
"If you are worried about Dad? The only thing I can 
really say is that he seemed to be a lot calmer ... well 
at times anyway ... he seemed to be in more control of 
himself and not so crazy."

Boo said, "Well, if we could just get him to talk to us 
..."

I thought about that for a few minutes and said, "Boo, I 
don't know if he will talk to you ... I mean, all of you 
at the same time ... it might be best for me and you to 
go over to the house and see if he is there ... maybe he 
will tell us what he wants?"

Renee said, "Do you think he will talk to me?"

I thought about it and said, "Probably not ... he is so 
wired up ... anything might set him off ..."

She said, "OK, but I am the one that has the most to 
loose in this whole situation!"

I looked at her in astonishment, hardly able to believe 
that she thought that.

I said, "Look I don't know you from the man in the moon 
and I really don't care what happens to you ..."

She jumped up from where she was setting and started to 
say something, but just in the nick of time, Boo said, 
"Hey, everyone stay calm, we need to think this through 
and if we get all emotional, it will not be good for any 
of us."

I immediately saw the truth in what Boo said and I said, 
"I want to get this thing under control and I don't want 
any of us to loose ... but things sure don't look good 
for any of us!"

Renee started walking around the room, her face a mask of 
deep concern. I said, "Look Renee, I will do what ever I 
can to keep this from hurting you ... I promise ... there 
is still a lot I do not know ... I will make sure that, 
if I can, that nothing becomes more public than it 
already is."

She still looked worried and I could tell that she was 
badly in need of being able to feel more in control of 
what was happening. I guess that aspect about her came 
from her area of expertise or something. So I said, "I 
promise that if I can I will get you the opportunity to 
talk with Dad!"

She said, "David, I know that you are just trying to help 
and I want things to be OK for all of us, but I am just 
so ..."

I said, "I understand your concerns, we are all so 
uptight over this that nothing makes sense to any of us."

She began to relax and I said, "We need to have a plan, 
something we can all work on ... something to keep us 
from going out on our own and doing things that none of 
us want or need to happen."

Lisa, who had been very quiet, even more so than I 
thought possible, said, "Look guys, we are all in the 
shits, no doubt about it and if we can get some idea of 
what is happening with Bill, then we will know more about 
what we have to do."

I looked at her, seeing that she was probably the coolest 
head in the room.

I put my hands out and made kind of a questioning 
gesture. I started to say something, but Mandy beat me to 
it. Mandy said, "I think that me, Boo and David, should 
go over to our house and see what is happening over 
there."

What Mandy had said was exactly what I wanted. I needed 
to get the girls away from Lisa's so that I could talk to 
them and even if dad was not at home I could get some 
things from them that so far I had not heard.

Lisa said, "Fine with me ... I want to know what HE is 
doing too, but I know that he will never talk to me ... 
he never would before, so why should he now?"

I looked at Lisa, what I saw made me wonder if my 
feelings about her had been wrong all these years. She 
seemed so feminine, so helpless, so stressed out, that it 
made me want to walk across and hug her. I stood up and 
slowly walked across to her and bent down and held her to 
me. She just melted into my arms, I could feel a slight 
sob come from her and knew that she was on the verge of 
coming apart. I said, "Lisa, I want to help and I will, 
just take it easy for a little while and let me do what I 
can."

I heard her mumble, "Oh David, this has been bad, all 
bad, not what it should have been."

I said, "I know, but let's get it straightened out."

She nodded her head in agreement. I turned her loose and 
straightened up. I felt all the others looking at me and 
I smiled at each of the other girls in turn.

Mandy was almost hopping up and down, like she was seeing 
something that she had not seen before.

I looked at Boo and said, "I think we should go over to 
our house now."

Boo acknowledged me by standing up and saying, "Let me 
get ready." Boo walked around the couch toward the 
hallway leading to the back of the house.

I looked at Mandy, she had a questioning look on her face 
and I said, "You come too, OK?"

She wanted to go with us really badly, I could see it in 
her eyes, she said, "OK" and jumped up and hurried after 
Boo.

I heard their voices, talking really excitedly as they 
both went to get their stuff.

Lisa and Renee were still in the room and I looked at one 
then the other.

I said, "What is the most important thing we should do 
over there?"

Lisa said, "Get the tapes... if we get them... things 
will calm down a lot."

Renee said, "Find out if he is still going to go to the 
police."

I thought for a second that I should tell my thoughts, 
but it worried me. Even though I knew, or suspected, that 
he would not get the legal people involved and I had the 
tapes, I decided to keep both subjects closed for now and 
I said, "We will try to do both."

Boo and Mandy came tumbling out of the hall, both were 
laughing and talking in excited voices, I suspected that 
all of this was just a game to them and that they were 
having fun, in a young and inexperienced kind of way.

I walked toward the door and they followed along behind 
me. I turned and said to Lisa, "We will call you once we 
get there, if we can."

She said, "Good, we will be waiting."

Back to our house, it seemed to me that all I had been 
doing for the past 24 hours was running from one house to 
the other.

Me, Boo and Mandy were all very quiet as I made the now 
very familiar drive back to the house. I had a million 
questions on my mind. So many unexpected things, so much 
on the tapes...

Kind of to myself I said, "God, what a bunch of crap... 
so many questions... "

Boo looked at me kind of curiously, like maybe she was 
waiting on me to ask some of them. I did not say 
anything, waiting for her to make the first move.

She said, "David, we can help... but all of this... what 
is happening right now is as not what things are all 
about."

I said, "OK, I can relate to that... but I am in it 
too... and there are so many things all happening at once 
that I am just totally blown away by it."

Boo kind of laughed and said, "Yes it is kind of mind 
boggling isn't it? ...I think once we get to the house 
that Mandy and I can fill you in on a lot of things ... 
but some of it will be a little shocking ... (giggle) ... 
if anything can still shock you!"

I laughed to and said, "You are right about that ... is 
there anything in this whole screwed up mess that can 
shock me?"

The small talk ceased as we pulled into the entrance to 
our neighborhood. I think the girls were as scared to 
death about what might be waiting on us at the house as I 
was.

As we turned the corner, so that we could all see the 
house, there was an almost audible sigh of relief that we 
all saw that the driveway was empty ... at least we all 
knew that Dad was not home, or his car was not in the 
driveway.

We were all stressed out by what had happened to us, but 
getting to the house seemed to bring it all crashing back 
down on us. As I parked the car in the drive, I could 
clearly see it in both the girl's faces, neither wanted 
to come face-to-face with dad again.

I looked at them and said, "I think it would be best for 
me to go see if HE is here and then come back and tell 
you."

Boo looked at me, a look of deep concern and study on her 
face.

I said, " I can see that you both are worried about what 
might happen if Dad is here, just wait out here, if he is 
here I will come back out and you can just take my car 
back to Lisa's."

Boo said, "OH, that is a good idea ... if he is here ... 
you come back and wave at us and we will get out of here 
quick."

I just shook my head and said, "I will leave the keys ... 
if he is here I will tell him I forgot to bring in some 
of my stuff and come back out."

Boo said, "OK"

As I got out of the car Boo slid over to the driver's 
seat.

I hurried into the house, I did not think that dad was in 
the house, but it would not do to have him go crazy on 
the girls.

The house was exactly the same as when I had left a while 
ago, not a thing had been moved or anything, maybe a few 
more items thrown about, but nothing to cause any undue 
improvements. I hurried back out and waved them in.

THE END

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