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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Should Have Listened To My Mother - 2 by TheNewHorizon (thenewhorizon@gmail.com) *** This is a continuing story about a daughter who was raped 15 years ago by her father and how he came back into her life many years later and meets his two new daughters that were the product of their incest 15 years earlier. (MFff, ped, inc, preg) *** My life was turned upside down 15 years ago when I decided to find my real father against my mother's wishes. I didn't listen to her and I learned the hard way the truth about my father. He raped me and impregnated me, having no one else to turn to after my mother disowned me I fell into a trapped abusive life with my father where he treated me like his slut girlfriend not his daughter. I did manage to escape though thought the help of my friend and went on to raise my two daughters alone just like my mother had raised me. These past 15 years I had done well for myself going back to school part time and becoming a legal secretary. Just like my mother had tried to do I also was trying to give my two daughters now 15 and 14 years old a better life. Fate can be very cruel however, 15 years is just long enough to totally forget a past life, I did not want to remember those 3 years that I lived with my rapist father and for the most part I had moved on and forgotten those days which was hard to do initially when you look at your daughters knowing your own father was responsible for them. I had become to complacent lately, I never ever thought either my mother or father would ever come back into my life after all this time but sure enough I was wrong. Unfortunately it wasn't my mother that came back into my life, that at least would have been welcome. No instead my father out of no where decided to interfere with our lives. It was a day like any other; I was arriving home from work slightly early today and was looking forward to watching a movie tonight at home with my two daughters Jammie and Casey. As I was entering our apartment building I noticed an older man pacing around outside, I didn't think much of it at the time but he did look a little familiar although he was farther away from me so I didn't get a good look. Not too long after I settled down and started to relax I heard a knock on the door. Looking through the peep hole I could see it was that older man, looked maybe 60 years old or so but I wasn't sure who he was. I yelled out "Who are you? What do you want?" The old man replied calmly, "Julie, this is your father. I would like to talk to you for a few minutes." Julie's heart almost skipped a beat, she was scared like she hadn't been in over 15 years. She had always hoped this monster had died over the years but sadly here he was out of the blue. "Go AWAY or I'm calling the cops, get the fuck out of here," was Julie's immediate response. Her father just remained calm and pleaded to just talk to her for a few minutes. Julie picked up an aluminum baseball bat they always kept by the door just in case trouble came looking for them. Julie agreed to let him in but warned him to keep his distance and not to try anything. When she slowly opened the door she was surprised at the sight of her father, he looked considerably older now but at the same time it looked like he had cleaned himself up more and at least looked somewhat more respectable then the old redneck image she had in her head. Her father seemed subdued and sat down at their table and started to talk with her. He said he doesn't blame her for the way she reacted to him and that he knows he was a horrible father in the past and what he had done to her was criminal and there was no excuses for it. He went on to explain how after I had disappeared that one day he was devastated and that it wasn't until after I had escaped him that he actually thought about what he did to me. My father explained how he cleaned himself up slowly and got into some sort of trades job working with metals and for the past 15 years or so had been working there. It was around then that I cut him off and was blunt with him, I told him I don't fucking care what he was doing the last 15 years, whatever it was it must have been considerably much easier and nicer then having to raise 2 children on your own. I asked him what the hell he wanted, was he here for forgiveness or something? I didn't get it. My father also cut to the chase too, he admitted that although he had a good job all those years he ended up blowing all his money on gambling a bad habit he never was able to rid himself of. He wasn't asking me for forgiveness for what he did but he was asking if he could stay here for a little while until he could find another trades job in the city. Was he fucking insane? I was too skeptical of anything he had to say. Even though I was freaking out on him and pissed he would even suggest such a thing he just remained calm then entire time. He looked like a defeated man, this was not quite the man I remember raping me. My father said he understood all of my concerns and was well aware I would feel this way but he had no other options. I was the only family he still had. I realized just as I had gone back to him knowing he was abusive rapist, he was doing the same thing because at some level we were still family. My father then gave me an envelope that had $5000 inside it. He said that is all the remaining money he was able to save and keep away from his gambling debts, he said I could have it and put it towards "our" kids if I allowed him to stay. I really didn't want to accept that money from him, I was doing fine with my daughters without him all these years but this money would definitely go a long way towards college for them. So reluctantly I couldn't even believe I was about to do this but I accepted it and allowed him to sleep on the couch. I laid out many rules for him and if he broke any of them he would be out the door immediately. Among the rules I imposed on him, he couldn't touch me or the girls in any way whatsoever, he had to sleep on the couch and no where else, he wasn't to walk around naked or even half naked anywhere, he was not too drink any alcohol and finally he was not to tell my daughters that he was their real father. He was to refer to himself as Ron, a friend of mine and that's it. At the moment we both heard the apartment door opening, Jammie and Casey were home from school. They were surprised to see a man inside their place. In all the years both Jammie and Casey had never seen their mother date or be involved with a man so this looked a little out of the usual. Julie introduced to her daughters her father simply by his first name Ron saying he was an old friend who had fallen on hard times and would be staying with us for a little while. Ron looked at his young daughters or were they partly his grandchildren as well? he wasn't sure. He was amazed how beautiful both of them were though. Jammie was the oldest child at 15 years old and was already well developed, had an amazing figure and some averaged sized breasts that were no doubt still growing. Casey was a year younger and also was beginning to develop into a woman, she had smaller petite breasts and still had a younger look to her to go along with a slim body. Both Jammie and Casey were brunettes, which took after their father not their mother nor my own mother who were blond. Julie figured if anything was to go wrong it would happen within the first week but surprisingly nothing happened. Her father settled in and the girls were kind of happy to have a male presence in the household. Ever since I escaped my father's torment I never again had any relationships with any men, as sad as it was to admit her father was the only true sexual relationship she ever had with a man. After all that abuse she didn't really feel the need for sex any more after that. Julie was confused, did her father really change, this man who had been staying with them for weeks now was like a totally different person then that rough redneck personality she once knew. Then one night the true father she knew came back. Since he was forbidden to drink in the house he went out to a local bar one night and ended up having too much to drink, he was totally wasted and the evil in him came back out when he was drunk. It was about 2:30am when he staggered back into the apartment and wandered into the main room. It was a Saturday night and I was still up watching some late night TV when he came in. I was sleepy myself so I didn't even notice he was drunk until he sat down beside me on the couch and I could smell the liquor from his breath. Before I could even react he put his hand up my shorts and shoved his tongue down my throat. I managed to break off from him and slap him hard across the face. He then lunged on me and pinned me down. He whispered in my ear, "Julie baby, I'm horny and I want some pussy tonight, you can either give me some just like old times or I can pay a visit to one of the other two pussies in the house, your choice baby." I began crying as he gave me a minute to make a choice, there was no real choice anyways, I had to do it with him to protect my daughters from this monster at least until he got sober again. Reluctantly I agreed knowing I had yet again made a huge mistake allowing this monster in the house. My mother once told me that he was an evil man that would never ever change, even 15 years later and after all I had been through I still wasn't listening to her and making big mistakes as a result. I led my drunken old father to my bedroom, we both stripped and here I was about to have sex again with my father only this time it was 15 years later after, I was in my 30's and he was about 60 years old. I was submitting to him to protect my daughters I told myself, just do it and get it over with. I watched as my old father got on the bed naked with me, most of his body hair was now graying and he was much fatter now then before. He got between my legs and started eating me out for a few minutes. This was something he had never done for me in the past, never. It didn't take me long before he had me close to an orgasm, it had been many years since I have had sex so this felt new to me again. Being out of action for so long I couldn't hold back and started to orgasm from my father's sucking, he sensed this and shifted positions rubbing his cock head up and down my slit. He then started to thrust in and I felt his entire cock slide all the way down to the hilt feeling his hairy balls slap into me. It felt extremely good to be filled like this but again like every other time I had sex with my father I felt great shame and sadness but my body always betrayed me and the lust won over. Despite his drunkenness he had great staying power and we managed to fuck each other hard just like old times for over an hour. We had switched positions several times and then while I was riding his cock I orgasmed a second time. This was too much for the old man and he went stiff held my ass hard on his cock as he began erupting spewing his sperm in my pussy, spurt after spurt of cum flooded me until I was full. I got off of him and we both fell asleep without cleaning ourselves up from the mess we made. The next morning I woke up early, the girls had already woke up and left to go to a friends place so it was just me and my father in the apartment. I cleaned myself up, got dressed and grabbed my baseball bat. When he finally got up and started to walk naked towards the bathroom he never saw me coming and I took a huge swing smashing the bat behind his knee cap as hard as I could. He collapsed instantly with incredible pain swearing and yelling. I stepped on his neck and spoke down to him, "If you ever try and pull anything like last night again I will kill you. I could have killed you right now but I am warning you instead. "I can't deny any longer that I am a slut, sadly you are the only lover I have ever known and for what its worth we do fuck each other pretty well dad but I will not have you even thinking of fucking my daughters. You and I can fuck once in a while if I am ok with it but that's it, none of this rape stuff, if you want to fuck me your daughter then at least be a man about it." I was trembling as I said this to him, I couldn’t even believe the words I spoke but it was true. I finally admitted to myself that although my father raped and abused me 15 years ago he still was the only lover I had ever known and I was coming to acceptance of that. I also realized that I was lonely, I did need a man for some loving once in a while, something I had denied myself for many years. I told my father I could be his lover but not his slut or whore and definitely my daughters were not to be touched by him. I had to make that as clear as possible. I realized I had turned the tables, he used me before for his own personal pleasures but now I will use him under my own terms. My father in pain and clearly surprised by my aggressive ambush of him he had no choice but to agree. I forced my will on to him just as he did on me last night and I had no apologies for that. He later limped off I assumed to visit the hospital to see how much damage I gave him. I also left during the day to get the after morning pill, there was no way I would be having any more of his children which is why I also put myself on the birth control pill as well from then on. Ron later returned with a cane limping and explained nothing was damaged but it would be sore for a week or so. After my assault on my father he had learned his lesson, he knew I was not to be messed with and he was smart enough to see that he was being offered a casual sex relationship with his adult daughter, what more could he ask for. Although I knew he wanted a piece of the younger girls doing so would have bad consequences and he wasn't going to risk it. *** Several months went by and my father and I had gotten back into fucking each other on a regular basis. My daughter's Jammie and Casey started to clue into the fact that Ron was sleeping with me every night and they even heard us fucking on several occasions as we were very loud. Both Jammie and Casey started asking me questions and tip toeing around asking if we were officially together now, if Ron was my boyfriend now. I had no real choice but tell them yes, they were both very happy for me that I finally had a man. If only they knew the truth I don't think they would be so happy. My dysfunctional sexual relationship with my father was neither normal or acceptable in anyone’s eyes so it was better them to know Ron as my boyfriend then to know the real truth. As time went on we all grew closer despite this family setup being a dysfunctional one. Except for that one night that my drunk father had threatened me he had otherwise has been a completely different person then the abusive rapist I knew many years before. Both Jammie and Casey grew closer to him knowing him only as Ron. He was the only real male presence in their life and I could see it was having an impact on them. I was a bit disturbed when Jammie and Casey would occasionally flirt with my father and tease him a lot of the time by walking around the apartment in only their bra and panties. Seeing 15 and 14 year old girls strutting around half naked must have been torture for the old man, the younger man I knew would have raped them already but this was now a beaten down old man, he had lost his edge. *** It was now nearing the end of school for Jammie and Casey. Jammie was going to an end of year dance, her first major dance at high school and se was very excited about it. Ron watched quietly into the room as he saw Julie helping Jammie get dressed for the big night. Jamie had a sexy dark blue dress on that showed off her figure nicely. Just watching his young sexy daughter the product of incest got him very horny but he knew he couldn't act on it, he was now a shell of his former self and he knew it. He resigned himself to looking but not touching. Both Julie and Ron wished her a good time as she left with her date a young boy about her same age. Julie did not wait up for her daughter later, she trusted her and wanted to give her a taste of freedom so she didn't give her a curfew or wait up for her. Julie went to sleep early because she had to wake up early to work on Saturday unfortunately. Ron on the other hand stayed up late watching TV, sitting back and vegetating. Around 2:00am he heard someone fumbling around with keys at the door but no one came in. So he got up and walked over to investigate, he could see it was Jammie and he could still see she was having problems getting the door open so he helped her out and opened it for her. He could tell that she was obviously drunk and had a hickie on her neck. He whispered to her to be quiet and come in. Jammie stumbled in and plopped herself down on the sofa. Her dress was slightly a miss so he knew she had been fooling around with her date tonight. For the first time ever in his life he felt like he was a father and had to comfort her and see if she was ok. He slowly sat down with her and asked if she had a good time tonight. Jammie just smiled with lust in her eyes, she said she had a lot of fun tonight but the party ended a little too soon for her, she was still horny. Ron being an old man was pretty surprised to hear a 15 year old talk like this so he wasn't sure what to make of it. Jammie just leaned up close to Ron and said in a lustful voice, "How about you and me have some fun old man? I want to have some fun." She leaned forward and kissed him and grabbed his crotch. Ron got scared, he didn't want to get caught, "Uuh uh Jammie, we can't do this I am too old for you and I’m with your mother, it isn't right." He tried to resist her but Jammie jumped up and got over his lap startling him. Jammie dared him to turn her down and then slowly started to unzip her dress from behind until the top part fell down exposing her still small breasts for him. "I know you've wanted to see these for a while you old dirty man, I've seen the way you look at me sometimes when I walk around here in my bra and panties, you can't deny it." Ron didn't want this, he was trying to be a better man it was already bad enough he raped his daughter Jammie's mother many years ago but here was his incestuous child coming on to him basically throwing herself at him. Despite Julie's warning he couldn't resist he started to cup her breasts and fondle them. Before long Jammie had stepped out of her dress and removed her panties. She was naked on him and giving him sort of a slow lap dance on the couch. She was still very drunk and this was an entirely different side of Jammie that Ron had never seen before, even Julie probably had never seen this side of her before. She was now tugging at his boxers and pulling them down exposing his hard cock. Jammie repositioned herself between his legs and started to give the old man an enthusiastic blow job. Little did she know it was actually her real father not just her mother's boyfriend. Ron watched as his young 15 year old daughter sucked on his 60 year old mans dick. He was aware of the consequences of what was happening but he couldn't help it, she had begged for it from him and he couldn't stop himself now. After she had wetted his cock Jammie climbed back up on top of Ron and positioned his cock at her entrance. Obviously she wasn't a virgin, this young girl was already experienced. Before she impaled herself though he warned her, "Uuh Jammie, we aren't using a condom." Jammie just replied with no expression, "I don't care, I could always get an abortion if I need to." and with that she dropped herself on his long hard cock which sank immediately to the hilt. Jammie started bouncing up and down on the old man, she was clearly in control fucking his old hard cock. She was starting to moan louder which scared Ron, he had to put his hand over her mouth to muffle her otherwise Julie was going to wake up. Ron couldn't believe he was fucking her and that she initiated it. Even when he tried to be a good guy he was still doing bad stuff he shouldn't be doing. Ron gave into it though, he was still a man and loved young pussy so if his 15 year old daughter wanted to fuck him who was he to stop her. After 20 minutes Jammie orgasmed and froze on his cock, not wanting to skip a beat Ron picked her up and dropped her down on the couch and repositioned himself again and entered her. Being a 60 year old man he was amazed he still had the lasting power while fucking such a young tight pussy but here he was plowing into her with long hard strokes and just like her mother Jammie was locking her legs behind him, he couldn't even pull out if he wanted to. The moment of truth then came and he exploded deep inside her cunt, filling her entire pussy with his old man cum. He stayed in her for a moment cupping her tits a few more times before separating. Jammie just smiled a sluttly look and kissed him open mouth. She explained to him, "I've been listening and watching you fuck my mother for some time now and you have helped me get off many times, I thought it would be nice to return the favor. Also I wanted to prove that I can be a hotter fuck then her, do you agree?" Ron just smiled but in reality he knew he was playing with fire much more so then ever before in his life. Ron could see his cum spilling out of her, his daughter, his daughter's daughter. The Ron of the past would have found that hot and sexy but somehow over the 15 years he had been tamed and he began to realize he was feeling guilt at what he just did even if he didn't initiate it. Over the next few weeks things were normal except for Jammie, occasionally cornering him when Julie was out and demanding sex. Ron couldn't believe it but it was two younger women calling the shot bossing him around now, quite a change from his younger years. The only way he felt more like the man he used to be was when he drank a lot but he refused to do it. What was worse now was that Casey was also starting to openly flirt and even flash Ron, he didn't know where this was leading to but he had a gut feeling in his stomach that things were spinning out of control. The last thing he wanted was Julie to go to the police later and tell them I had raped her and their own incestuous daughters. A jury would convict you in 2 seconds over something like that. Ron could tell both sisters had something big planned for the night their mother had to travel to work related dinner in another city 4 hours away, because of the distance she would be staying the night but would be back the next morning. Julie had felt comfortable enough now to leave both of her daughters with him alone for the night but empathized not to fuck up stuff or he would be sorry. After Julie had left that evening both of the girls started drinking some vodka they had acquired from somewhere. I tried to tell them they shouldn't be drinking but Jammie just rudely replied, "Fuck off Ron, your not our father and we can do whatever we feel like and if you like our pussies you should just shut up and stop complaining." Did she just say "our" pussies? What the hell did they have in mind? Through the night they stayed mostly in the kitchen drinking, quietly whispering to each other and giggling like normal teenage girls. They insisted I drink as well so as I result I ended up having about three screw drivers which were heavy on the vodka. I was getting very drunk, the first time in a long while but I wasn't feeling angry rage like I usually do when I drink, I felt a lot more mellow. Later towards midnight both Jammie and Casey disappeared for about 15 minutes into their room. When they came back they were both wearing their school girl uniform with the skirt hiked up high and the top tied tight exposing skin. They both smiled to me and told me they wanted to have fun with me to night. Both Jammie and Casey went to each side of me on the couch and started kissing me and grabbing my crotch. As they both grabbed my crotch they began kissing each other as well in front of me. After a few minutes of this I was hard as hell and they led me into their bedroom. Jammie took one look around and said, "No, no, no this won't do, we'll have to go to mom's bed which is much bigger." We all got on the bed and they both pulled off my pants and shirt. They then told me to watch, I sat their mesmerized as they took turns eating each other out, not surprisingly there was no panties under those skirts. At one point I watched as both teenage girls got into the 69 position as they continued to pleasure each other. After both sisters had got themselves hot and wet they turned their attention to Ron and started giving him a blow job together. Both girls worked the full length of his long shaft, Jammie also began to fondle his balls. Jammie then said softly, "We have a special treat for you tonight, you get to take Casey's virginity." Ron nearly came right then hearing that. He stopped the girls for a moment saying, "Whoah wait a minute, your mother is going to kill me if she ever found out I don't think we can do this as much as I want to." Casey spoke up and told him that she wanted to become a woman like her sister, she also had peaked in many times while he and their mother had sex. She was too curious and too horny, she wanted to lose her virginity and she wanted him to take it. Needless to say she also didn't know that Ron was her father and here she was asking him to devirginize her. Casey pointed out that she was going to lose it soon anyways it might as well be with a real man with a real cock and not some clumsy boy. Ron thought about it and realized he had already gone this far he might as well go for it and hope their mother doesn't find out. It had been decades now since he last had a virgin so how could he say no. With out saying another word, he spread her legs and lined up his hard erect cock to her virgin hole. Looking down at this sweet 14 year old girl in a school girl outfit was truly an erotic sight. As my cockhead nudged her still almost hairless pussy she moaned, I rubbed it up and down her slit to gain some lubrication and at the same time fumbled to undo her shirt which Jammie helped me with I was now feeling her tiny A-cup breasts as I was about to push into her tight hole. It was slow going at first, only the corona of my cock slipping in but slowly more began to give way until I hit her hymen. Her facial expressions signaled pain so I warned her, she told me to quick wasting time so with out further delay I jabbed my cock hard into her and I felt her maidenhood give way as my cock buried down to the hilt. I had now taken the virginity of this 14 year old girl, my daughter, my daughter's daughter... I began to slowly fuck her at first with nice slow easy strokes until her pussy adjusted to my size and the pain died down. Once she started humping back at me I started to pick up the pace more and really fuck this teenage girl hard. Jammie watched on while fingering herself as she watched her sister lose her virginity and get fucked by this 60 year old man. I had tried to hold out longer but once I felt Casey being overtaken by an orgasm I couldn't wait any longer, I threw my head back as I began ejaculating into her tight cunt filling her teenage womb with my potent sperm. As I withdrew from her I could see lots of my sperm leaking out of her, Jammie quickly got between her sisters legs and began licking and sucking it up. All three of us went on to fuck for the rest of the night in many positions, I must have came at least 5-6 times in the girls and the girls likewise had many orgasms. For tonight I felt like I was younger again, not in a rough and brutal like I once was but in another way, I felt alive. We all fell asleep sometime as the sun was starting to rise up. Both girls laying on my chest, their pussies a sticky mess and the bed an awful mess as well. The entire apartment reeked of sex and all of them totally forgot Julie would be back in the morning. *** As Julie entered her apartment building she was relieved to be back home again, she was growing tired of these business related dinners but it was still necessary to attend them. As she walked into her apartment something seemed off, they placed reeked of sex and she got a sickening feeling in her stomach. She tip toed down the hall way to the bedrooms, her daughter’s bedroom was empty. As she turned the corner to her own bedroom she stopped dead in her tracks, there right before her was her two teenage daughters laying naked together sleeping with her father on her bed. She absolutely couldn't believe it as she noticed her father's cum smeared on their pussies Julie knew she had failed them, yet again she had made another mistake in life and as a result her daughter’s lives would be screwed up just like her own. She broke down and started crying at the door. As she sat on the floor shaking her head asking herself how she could have been so stupid to trust the man that had once raped her images of her mother flooded her head. Even after 15 years why hadn't she listened to her mother and never trusted him, to this day she still was giving her bastard of a father a chance despite all the horrible things he had done and now as a result both her daughters the products of incest with this horrible man were now probably pregnant with this monsters children. Julie couldn't take it any more, she had to stand up for them, for herself and for her mother. It was time to break the cycle, this man would not be allowed to ruin any more lives after this day. Julie ran out of the apartment and searched through storage in her apartment. She had bought a hand gun many years ago just in case her father had ever came back. After a few minutes she found it buried with some of her old stuff still fully loaded. When Julie reentered the apartment she knew what she was going to do, she did not care of the consequences. At this moment she knew exactly what her own mother felt when she learned I was pregnant, she felt dead inside herself. Her life was a terrible waste anyways, her father ruined it many years ago, even though she recovered and raised her daughters she was still a defeated and mentally destroyed person. Maybe this would be belated revenge for her. As Julie entered the bedroom she started yelling at them pointing the gun at her father. They all woke up caught off guard and scared. Julie motioned for Jammie and Casey to move out of the way. They knew they were caught in big trouble and did not dare question their mother. Her father started pleading for his life saying he didn't rape them, they had seduced him. Bullshit, lies she thought, she wouldn't believe his version of the story. He begged for Jammie and Casey to backup his story but they remained silent, he grew desperate begging and pleading. Julie grew tired of this pathetic display, images of the past raced through her mind of her father raping her that fateful day all the way up until this moment, she softly said to him while tears followed down her face, "Sorry dad, it ends here, mom was right I should have listened to her many years ago, you are a terrible rapist father and that is something that is not forgivable, you will ruin no more lives, good bye dad it was nice knowing you." As she finished her sentence closed her eyes and pulled the trigger. What happened next was too much of a blur. A loud bang then mentally she had broke down, lots of screaming, police and ambulance noises followed but Julie was too far gone. Everything was a complete blur, I think people were trying to ask me questions but I had no clue what was happening. It wasn't until weeks later I sort of snapped out of it and I was in some sort of hospital with my wrist handcuffed to the bed. A detective later talked with me about everything that had happened, apparently I had killed my father at point blank range. He went on to say he knew about my past, after I had the mental breakdown they started piecing together and figured out what my father had done to her in the past and what he did to my daughters. The detective also told me that he spoke with my old friend that had originally helped rescue me away from him and he had also spoken to my mother. He said that for the past few weeks I was constantly repeating over and over again "I Should have listened to my Mother." Needless to say they were not going to charge me with my father's murder, no jury would ever convict me and if there was ever a case for an insanity defense this was definitely it. He said that I would have to spend some time here in this hospital though to receive some mental rehabilitation and therapy. I asked what was happening with my daughters, he explained that they were also a bit shaken up over the whole ordeal of what happened. They knew nothing of the truth that he was their father so it obviously shook them up a bit but they were doing well and that surprisingly my mother came forward and offered to continue raising them and take care of them. I smiled and felt good about that. I could see the detective was hesitating though, holding something back from me. I pressured him and he finally told me something that I didn't want to hear. Both my daughter's were pregnant with his child and both were insistent on keeping their child even though doctors, the detectives and her mother urged them not to keep it because the children would be yet another generation of incest. The children would end up having 75% of my father's DNA however they wanted to still have the child despite the ugly truth. Over time I got better and yet once again moved on with my life, Jammie and Casey both gave birth both having baby girls. Luckily though my mother worked her magic and managed to convince the girls to give up the girls for adoption. As a result they went on to live normal teenage lives and did well at school. My mother was extremely proud of her grandchildren. I later reconciled with my mother after over 15 years, we had much to talk about, I finally apologized for not listening to her all those years ago and she forgave me also blaming herself for kicking her out of the house. We were on good terms again and together we raised my two daughters over the next few years. Both Jammie and Casey went on to finish school get good jobs and marry good men. My mother and I were happy for accomplishing that, that's all my mother ever wanted was to better the life of her child, that didn't quite happen with me but at least we were able to do it with my children. Many years later Ron our "father" is never spoken of within the family, not even Jammie and Casey's husbands knew the truth that they were incest children nor did they know both had more incestuous children of their own. For now everyone is happy but we live knowing full well those two girls are out there somewhere and maybe one day they'll come looking for their mother. We were all comforted by the fact though those girls would never ever be able to meet their father and that was the most important thing. The End *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 42