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I let things cool off during the week, and, other than a few text messages, Amy and I don't talk on the phone. Finally, the day of the big date arrives. Friday starts out normally, but I need to get my duffle bag packed for the weekend, so I head home early.

I take my time packing. I put all my bondage and sex toys on the bottom, and I cover them with a couple of changes of clothing. I finish with my shaving kit, and plenty of extra Viagra and time-release Ecstasy. I sigh happily and set it near the door for later.

I glance at my watch, before I send Amy and the girls a text message: [Looking forward to tonight. Hope you guys had a great week. Pick you up at 7:30pm. Reservations at 8pm. Toothbrush packed. See you soon! Rex]

Amy quickly responds: [K. Girls looking forward to our slumber party.]

At 7:15 P.M., I'm ready to go. I’m dressed in a nice, long-sleeve, fitted blue shirt and gray slacks, with black evening shoes. At the table by the door, I collect my wallet, keys, cell phone, and a small plastic container with two doses of Ecstasy. I own half of the top floor, so the private elevator is almost always immediately available. As I said, my job pays me obscenely well.

I'm quickly down in the underground garage. I decide to stay with the BMW. It wouldn’t be proper to show up in a $300,000.00 dollar car on the first date. Maybe the second... I chuckle out loud. That's also why I pick Giovanni's. It's a nice, medium-high-end restaurant. They specialize in hand-cut steaks, and seafood brought in from all over the world. But, as the name implies, they're also pretty good at traditional American-Italian food. I know a couple of high-end places where you'll never see a speck of Marinara sauce. It's insalata caprese this or linguini con cozzo that! All good, and I enjoy those places as well, but I want Amy to feel comfortable on our first date…especially since I want her drug her, at some time during the meal.

“Oh, shit,” I groan! I almost forgot. I lift the lid on the center console, and reach inside to grab the $25,000.00 for Amy and the girls. I figure that by the end of the weekend, they'll have earned the money. Well fucked, and able to catch up on her mortgage payments, Amy won't turn away the goose that laid the golden egg.

I quickly toss the money into the back seat, where it lands on top of my duffle bag. I'll put it away before I pick up Amy. I quickly make sure I have everything, start the car, and back out. A few minutes later, I'm cruising down the freeway, on my way to fuck an entire family of natural blonde beauties.

I follow Amy's directions to a “T,” and pull up in front of a modest three-bedroom ranch in one of the better neighborhoods on the west side of town. I get out and put the $25,000.00 into the front pouch of my duffle. Then I open the trunk and throw the bag inside. Good to go, I walk up the sidewalk. Amy can't afford landscaping, so there's none of the usual droopy annuals in the flower beds along the house’s front walk.

As I near the door, I see all three girls watching me through the large picture window in the front of the house. I ring the bell, and watch with amusement as they disappear in a mad dash to see who gets to the door first. AJ opens the door, Amber is nursing a sore spot on her side, and little Abby brings up the rear looking pissed off.

Abby, being the youngest of three, is often last…but not today. Abby decides to take matters into her own little hands, pushes between her sisters, and walks outside in her long T-shirt nightie. She calmly takes my hand and escorts me through the crowded doorway.

Once I’m inside, the girls surround me with the delightful antics of three very excited young ladies. There's lots of giggling and plenty of hurried questions about my week. It appears that I’m everyone's favorite subject: Do I really like their mother? Do I like them? Will I be their new daddy? How much money do I make? What's my favorite color? What do I like to eat? How many cars do I have?…and on, and on, and on!

I'm unable to get a word in edgewise, so I let them ask away. I kneel in front of them, and get plenty of hugs and kisses from each. I laugh quietly to myself. I'm almost positive they're glad to see me!

Amy, my rescuer, finally walks out of the hallway, into the family room. She smiles at the happy girls surrounding me. “Girls, girls, please give Rex a little space!” she tells them patiently.

The girls back up and clear a path for their drop-dead-gorgeous mother to walk up and kiss my cheek.

Amy looks really nice. Her amber hair is up in some type of French bun. Her pale-skin beauty requires very little make up: a little pink to her cheeks and some dark, blood-red lipstick. She's wearing a skin-tight, black evening dress that amply displays the alluring curvature of her feminine form. At 5'6” or so, she's a well-built mother of three, and a horny piece of ass. Amy is ready for the taking, and I plan to take her again and again, starting tonight.

She smiles as I ogle her womanly attributes. “So, Rex, are we still going out, or should we just head to the bedroom now and save you the cost of dinner?” she teases playfully.

The girls, still surrounding me, are watching with interest. I quickly snap out of Amy's hypnotic allure. “Funny, ha, ha... Damn, Amy, you look fabulous! I think dinner is still in order. I want to show you off a bit, before we come back for a little late-night fun,” I taunt back.

Amber breaks her awed silence with, “Shit, Mom! That means he wants to, aaaah, you know, aaah, screw you!”

Amy smiles at Amber's assessment. “Yes, dear! I think Mr. Rex wants to, aaaah, screw me. So here's how it will go: I want you and your sisters in bed by 10:00 P.M. Anyone out of their room after 10:00 is grounded for a week. Everyone understand me?” she warns, making eye contact with each and every one, and especially little Abby.

Almost in unison, they answer a little too easily, “Yes, Mama! Yes, Mama! But, Mama!”

“Abby, I especially mean you too! Remember, no “Cartoon Network” for a week. No nothing for a week. No sitting on Rex's lap for a week. Nothing!” she reiterates.

The last warning finally gets to Abby. “That's just not fair! A week? A whole week? That's a long time, Mama,” She complains unhappily.

Smiling at Abby, Amy replies firmly, “Yes, it's not fair. So, young lady, you’d better stay in your room!”

Amy walks up beside me, takes my arm, and, with her evening bag in her hand, we walk towards the door. Amy calls over her shoulder, “Amber, close the curtains, lock the doors, and set the alarm for me, Sweetness! We'll be home soon. You have both our numbers, so call if you need to.”

We walk up to the BMW, arm in arm. At the car, I move my hand to the small of her back and open the door for this lovely blonde-haired woman. She pulls up the hem of her dress, and, spreading her legs, sits down and lifts one leg inside the car. I get a magnificent view of her white-pantie-covered crotch, including the small wet spot already soaking through. Amy gracefully lifts her other leg into the car, once again hiding the warm, fleshy treasure between.

“Thank you, Rex! You're such a gentleman,” she coos seductively.

I casually walk around to my side, get in, start the car, and drive down the street. We arrive at Giovanni's about ten minutes later. Watching Amy getting in or out of my BMW is already one of my favorite activities, and she knows it.

“So, Rex, do I need to block a cock tent yet, or are you good to go, big boy?” She laughs as she glances down at my semi-hard dick, “Aw, too bad. He's only at half-mast. I hope he’ll do better after dinner. I would hate to waste a good Friday night on a limp dick,” she teases mischievously.

Smiling with evil intent, I think to myself, “Yeah. Well, we’ll see who's fucking with who, in a few hours!” I smile at her playfulness, and say, “I'm sure I'll be able to come up with something to perk your interest.”

Amy giggles like a happy school girl, and takes my proffered arm. I love the way she makes a point of rubbing her hip against my leg.

We take our time walking into Giovanni's. The maître d' looks up our reservation and calls for our waiter to take us to our booth, in a dark secluded corner. I know this restaurant very well, so I could reserve the exact booth I need, to drug and seduce an unsuspecting Amy.

Amy quietly oohs appreciatively at the curved booth’s romantic implications. Our waiter pulls the table out so we can sit down. He smiles approvingly as Amy slides her shapely ass in first. She’s quite the piece of alluring “eye candy,” and she knows how to show just the right amount of leg. I follow quickly, and put my arm around her. Amy purrs softly and snuggles a bit closer. I rest my hand on her bare shoulder as the table is quickly put back in place.

Only a few seconds pass before Amy’s right hand gives my leg a flirtatious squeeze. Now that we're tucked in for the meal, we get a couple of menus and two glasses of ice water. Pen in hand, I order us each a glass of white zinfandel and launch my plan of drug-induced sexual debauchery.

Amy and I take a few minutes to look over the menu before we order. Amy decides on a three cheese Lasagna, while I get the surf and turf, a 12-ounce filet and a two-pound African lobster tail. We add a couple of house salads and a bottle of tart red, and our order is complete. Alone at last!

“You know you could order anything you want!” I tell her.

“I know! Thanks, Rex. But I'm not the “trophy wife” type. I've got a nice ass, and three little girls waiting at home for me. I'd like to spend some time with you, but I want you to know where my priorities lie,” she explains.

As we sip our white zin, I decide that it’s time to discuss Abby. I reach into my pocket and fish out Abby's wonderfully aromatic pink panties. I casually put them on the table. “So, Amy, why?” I ask simply. “You knew she was going to use my leg as a masturbation toy. Why would you put me into such a compromising position? If I stop her, she's going to lose it. Breakfast date over. If I let her, and Mom finds out, breakfast date over, plus I'm charged as a sex offender.” I pause and lower my voice to a whisper, “So why the fuck would you do that?” I sit back with a huff of fake anger.

The hook is ready. I wait for Amy to take the bait. She slowly takes her hand off of my thigh.

She takes a big gulp of white zin. “Aaaah, where to begin... First, I'm sorry about Abby. I kinda forgot about her bad habit. Her dad started letting her do that, and it seemed innocent enough when she was younger.” She pauses to finish her white zin and then reach over for mine. “Okay. If I stop her, she's going to lose it. Breakfast date over. But if I let her, Mom finds out what kind of man is sitting across the table. Is he a straight-laced, no-nonsense, by-the-book man? Or is he a man who is patient and understanding around three young girls, even to the point of being put into a compromised position, and to still have the decency to protect my youngest daughter from ridicule and punishment.” Amy pauses, breathes deeply, and reaches between my legs to grab a handful of cock and balls.

“So, Rex, did you enjoy having Abby's panties all to yourself for a week? Do you wish me to return them?” Amy taunts, giving me a pleasant squeeze.

As my cock hardens to a massive, nine-inch raging boner, Amy takes a few seconds to run her hand lightly along its notable length. She gives a low cat whistle. “Oh, my, that is impressive! Is that for me, or Abby?” she teases.

It seems obvious to me that Abby has ratted me out, so it's no use playing dumb with Amy. “You’re the one squeezing my cock. I'm sure if little Abby were humping my leg again, I’d react in a similar manner,” I answered honestly. “So how were the girls this week?” I ask innocently, temporarily ignoring the panties question.

“You have no idea how bad it was! First, all the way home, Abby asked “thingy” questions. Amber and AJ were completely clueless, and they still have no idea what's set Abby off on her quest to discover everything there is to know about a man's “thingy.” Of course, the older girls soon corrected her lack of vocabulary. Minutes later, cock, dick, boner, hard-on, prick, and quite a few other pertinent terms were explained to Abby in detail. Giggling happily, the girls spent the rest of our ride home using some type of “cock” superlative, as they talked among themselves.”

Amy doesn't remove her hand. Rather, she pets my heated flesh just enough to keep my cock hard as a rock. She takes another gulp of zin before continuing. “Then there was the visual explanation, including a few porn videos, before I grounded them from the computer until further notice. I even had to hide the power cord. You know: Abby, this is a limp dick, or a circumcised cock, or an uncircumcised prick, or this one is hard, or this one is small, or this one is thick, or this guy is using it to fuck a girl. That's how babies are made,” she explains in great detail.

After another pause and another gulp from my glass, Amy continued. “Abby never ratted you out. I think she wants you all to herself. Later, when I was getting her ready for bed, I explained that she will have to share you with me, and she seemed okay with that. She smiled happily, gave me a quick kiss, and rolled over and went to sleep.” Amy’s story is finished, finally, and she waits breathlessly for my reaction.

As our Server closes in with our soups and salads, I take my arm from around her shoulder, and, as nonchalantly as possible, I pick up Abby's pink panties. Below the table, I give the wisp of cloth to Amy. Amy's disappointed sigh is what I've been waiting for. Beneath the table, I now set the hook: It's quite simple... I cover her hand with mine.

I use her hand to slowly jack my cock while our Server places our salads in front of us. I lean in close and whisper, “Please have Abby freshen these up for me! They're all sniffed out.”

Our dutiful attendant, points to our salads. “Would you like our naturally aged Parmesan on your salad?” He asks cordially.

Amy smiles happily, and is barely able to squeak out, “Aaah! Yes. Lots, please!”

His hand is a blur of clockwise motion, and cheese rains from the grater onto her salad. When Amy's need for cheese is finally satisfied, she tells him, “That's great. Thanks.” Her hand has never left my throbbing member.

I ask for a good helping of cheese as well. While it’s being dispensed, I slowly take my hand off of hers. I love the almost comical look on her face, as I bring my hand up from beneath the table, and pick up my salad fork. Amy's hand slowly follows my lead, leaving my cock to cool beneath it's thin cloth shroud.

Before we begin our dinner, Amy feels the need to whisper, “Aaaah, Rex, do you want the pleasure of my daughter's company while she freshens up her panties for you?” Of course, she already knows my answer.

“Yes, Amy! I would very much like Abby's company, while she reapplies her essence of a little girl to her panties. In fact, if her mother is willing, she could begin her education in cock sucking, while she pleasures herself on my leg. You do suck cock, don't you, Amy? Or are you just a tease?” I ask, testing the concept of using her daughters in illicit preteen sex.

We start in on dinner, each of us silent for a few minutes. Smiling mischievously, Amy decides to talk a bit more about the girls, and about preteen sex. “So, if I understand your gracious offer, Abby could join us, and learn how to give you a blow job, while her tiny little-girl pussy slides along your thigh! What about Amber and AJ? Are they invited, too?” she mocks, angrily.

I proceed cautiously, taking care not to ruin the evening. I smile innocently. “Hey, you let Abby use my thigh to pleasure herself. I was just along for a very enjoyable ride. You gave me her sweet-smelling panties, soaked in little girl cum. You're their mother, and it's not up to me what you teach them at home. We both know that if I stay the night, tomorrow morning Abby will be looking to ride my thigh. Only this time, Amber and AJ will get an eyeful of little Abby having a very pleasurable little girl orgasm. What then, Mom? The cat will be out of the bag!” I counter, hotly.

Silence. Nothing but silence. Our salad is long gone. We eat our main course while Amy gives me the silent treatment. I should have kept my mouth shut. I worry that I'll be lucky to salvage anything out of this evening.

I'm just about to throw in the towel when Amy, finishing her second glass of the tart red wine, says, “Okay, you got me on some major points. But if you so much as touch any of them without my express permission, I’ll cut your balls off!” To emphasize her fiery warning, she pokes the tip of her steak knife against my limp manhood through a very expensive pair of slacks.

I relax and smile, knowing that I've won. All I need to do is drug this sassy bitch, and take her home to her little girls. Once there, I can take my time, tie them up, and fuck the lot over the next few days. With the knife still poking my limp dick, I wave our Server over and nonchalantly order a nice, expensive bottle of chilled Italian Moscato to drink with our dessert.

“So, dessert, a nice bottle of Moscato, a few after-dinner drinks, and then what, Amy?” I ask, reeling in my latest catch.

Amy smiles seductively. “I think we should go back to my place. The girls will be in bed, upon pain of death, and we can get comfy.” She pauses for effect. “Then I want you to shove that rather large cock into my dick-starved cunt. You did bring your toothbrush, right?” She purrs, expectantly.

I'm more than satisfied with her answer. I quickly pour her a healthy glass of Moscato, and we continue to chat our way through dessert. Amy is enjoying our sexually explicit banter, and she continues to tease me about my large dick. Her face is flushed, and I think she's starting to feel her wine. I keep her glass filled, hoping she'll have to go to pee soon. I need to dose her wine, or we'll never get things started.

Dessert is finished, and so is the bottle of Moscato. We both order large margaritas. I don't know what's keeping her in her seat. I've got to piss real bad! Shit, I better go pee now, or I'll miss my opportunity when she finally needs to go.

I motion to our Server, who comes over and pulls the table out. I give her bare leg a quick squeeze, scoot out, and head to the bathroom. I've got to pee so bad that draining the weasel takes me a few minutes. Coming out of the restroom, I look back at our booth. Amy is gone. Fucking shit! She decided to take a piss at the same time.

I hurry back to the booth and reach into my pocket for the Ecstasy, but it's already too late. I see Amy striding confidently across the dining room. She is so hot. The other guys in the room are definitely giving her nice ass a good stare. Damn: it looks like I'll be banging Amy tonight, and not the whole family. I can't chance drugging her now. Okay, no worries…I plan to be in their lives for quite some time. I definitely think the girls are worth the wait. Those tiny virgin pussies aren't going anywhere...

Or, I can always use Plan B, in which I drug the lot over the weekend. I brought enough Ecstasy to take them all out. I can always put it in their milk or juice during breakfast. Maybe only half a dose, to knock them out for a few hours. I decide that Plan B is the way to go. My internal smile is one of pure contentment.

The table is still out. Amy sits down and slides in. I follow, scooting my ass in next to her, and I rest my hand on her leg. I don't want to rush the moment, but I want to pay the bill as soon as possible. The Server, who's been great, brings it over. The $659.37 tab for dinner has been worth every penny. I'm not disappointed with Amy or the girls.

I hand him a platinum VISA with no limit, which he accepts with a bright smile. He instantly recognizes the high-end card and scurries over to his station to run it. When he brings my card back, I give him a $200.00 tip. He's done a great job of taking care of us without hovering. I sit back, relaxing against the red leather booth, while Amy and I hold hands and sip our margaritas.

Minutes later, I slowly realize that Amy is talking with someone in front of our table. “Yes, I'll need some help with him! That damn Margarita was a bit strong.” muffled voices echo in the distance. “No, I think he can walk,” she says. “Please have someone waiting with our BMW in front of the restaurant.”

I'm barely aware of my surroundings. I think several of the valet guys are holding me up, and semi-carrying me through a side door of the restaurant. The last thing I hear is, “Thanks guys. He'll be fine, once I get him home! Here, split this with everyone who helped,” Amy says, handing the valet what might be $200.00.

I continue to fade in and out of consciousness, but during one lucid moment, I hear a happy Amy talking to herself: “That's my boy! Mama and the girls will take good care of you when we get home. Man, I was about to pop! Thank God you finally had to pee. I almost had to go to Plan B, and dose your tea in the morning! Sleep tight... you horny fuck!”

Chapter 2

Amy

I lead the way out of the side door. The two guys holding Rex up are really enjoying my ass. They are sweet to help, and their reaction to the $200.00 I give them from Rex's wallet is fun to watch. I guess they don't get many large tips. I laugh quietly. The buzz from all the alcohol is making me a bit giddy.

As we near the BMW, I'm glad to see that it's an automatic. I don't drive stick very well—at least, not in a car. I watch with just the right amount of concern, as the young valet guys load my “drunken” boyfriend into the passenger seat and fasten his seat belt. I blow them a brief kiss of thanks, and then I wiggle my sweet ass around to the driver’s side. I pause by the car until one of them rushes over to open the door for me. I reward the helpful young man with a nice long look between my widely spread legs, as I get into the BMW. It appears that my exposed, white-panties-clad genitalia makes quite an impression. He's still standing there, gaping in disbelief, as I drive away.

I look over at Rex. He’s slumped against the door, snoring quietly. This is going to be so much fun. I'm glad the girls took a liking to this one. I was getting tired of waiting for a nice guy to ask me out. Then Rex sent me his profile. Shit, what a hunk! I could hardly believe it, when he turned out to be telling the truth. Handsome, a good job, well off, and available with no strings attached. But would he like the whole family?

I knew he was a keeper when he let Abby have her way. I like my men a little kinky, and I think Rex is maybe a little kinkier than most. His twisted suggestion of letting Abby help out while I suck his dick is pretty fucking perverted. I think he likes little girls. Shit, I hope so! I just drugged him. If he doesn’t, I’ll be in some real fucking trouble when he wakes up and the girls are helping me to pleasure him.

I pull up to a stoplight, and I quickly send Amber a short text: [A i got rex. get bed ready.] I made sure that Amber would take everything off the king-size bed in my room. I plan to tie Rex to the bed, at least until the girls and I have a chance to talk with him…and his nine-inch friend.

Amber answers my text a few minutes later: [K sus] Kids are so much better at texting. I laugh silently to myself; shit, at least I know what that one means! The rest of the drive home is quiet. Not much traffic, this time of night. I pull Rex's BMW into my driveway, and open the garage door. My poor, old, run-down red mini van is parked in the far stall. As I drive in, Amber peeks out the back door. Once the BMW is inside, Amber quickly lowers the door, while I turn off the car.

Amber has run out of the house in nothing but blue panties and a matching training bra. Both are a bit tattered from too much use. The girls all need new underwear, new school clothes, and just about everything else, but money is almost non-existent in our house. The house is clean, and the girls are well fed and happy. I guess that's not too bad. But if I can't figure something out soon, we'll be out of the house in another month or two. The bank has been very understanding, but they want their money.

When Amber opens the passenger door, Rex keels over, drooping listlessly half in and half out of the car. “Ooops, sorry Mom! He's okay, the safety belt kept him from falling out. Aaaah, he's pretty big! How are we going to get him inside?” she asks, tentatively.

I smile at Amber's lack of optimism. “How do you think? We drag his sorry ass on the floor,” I answer, a bit frustrated with myself. “Sorry, Amber, but I didn't plan this part very well! Here, help me unzip my dress,” I say, trying to calm down. Amber quickly unzips the back of my evening dress, and I shimmy out of the skin-tight garment. I let it drop around my ankles and step out of it, I bend over to unbuckle my heels, and pick up the dress and the shoes. Once in the house I put the heels with my dress, on top of the washer.

Amber is watching through the door. “So how was dinner? I mean before you drugged Rex?” she asks, wanting all the gooey details.

I smile at her. “It was great! He's a bit of a tease, but things went very well. We played some word games—you know, about sex and stuff. He was really fun to be with. I hated to drug him, but it’s the only way to make sure he doesn't go all crazy, and take off before we can make him an offer he can't refuse!” That’s my hope, anyway.

Amber joins me, out by the car. We stand there in our underwear, wondering how we can get this 6’3”, solidly built man into the house. I decide there's probably no good way, so we’ll have to drag him in. I have Amber crawl in on the drivers side to release his seat belt, while I do my best to catch Rex. As with all hastily thought-out plans, this one works…somewhat.

At my signal, Amber pushes in on the bright red seat-belt button. The belt quickly retracts and Rex does a slow-motion rolling flop out of the car. I’m holding his head, and I do my best to ease him out of the car, but his painful “woof” confirms that he felt the fall. His feet are still in the car, but the rest of him is outside it, on the garage floor.

Laughing, Amber runs around to look down at Rex. “Shit, Mom, you kinda dropped him! Is he okay?” she asks.

“Yeah, he's fine! At least I think so...” I laugh as well.

Amber and I each grab an arm and drag him so his feet come out of the car. One of his shoes falls off inside it. We lay him down, and Amber closes the door of the BMW. Amber picks up her half of Rex by his limp arm, and, grunting away, we work Rex towards the back door of the house. Getting him over the six-inch threshold is tough. It takes Amber and me a few anxious minutes to get his upper torso into the house, but finally we get all of him inside.

We leave Rex lying in the laundry room, while Amber and I take a break at the kitchen table. Amber looks across the table at me. “He’d better be worth this, Mom,” she complains unhappily.

I smile reassuringly at her and get up. “I bet he will, Sweets! Come on. Let's get him into the bedroom.” Amber groans a little, and we walk back into the laundry room.

Over the next ten minutes, we slowly drag poor old Rex into the bedroom and onto the bed. What a juicy slab of a well muscled man he is! I tell Amber to watch Rex, while I go check the car for Rex's overnight bag.

“I'm going to go get Rex's bag out of the car. Why don't you take his clothes off while I’m finding it,” I tell a rather shocked looking Amber.

Amber, looks like she's just won the mega-million lottery. “Ooooh, aaaah… Are you sure about this? I mean he's... uumm, well… he’s your boyfriend and all,” she says, giving Rex a quick, hungry appraisal.

“I'm sure, Baby. Remember, he may be inside you before the day’s out, so you need to get used to seeing him naked, and what a cock looks like, and does. Even a limp one,” I remind her. Rex is here for one thing: pussy! Four heaping helpings of pussy! It will take all of us, young and old, to keep him happy and his balls empty.

I leave Amber to take care of Rex, and I hope she does a little more than just undress him. She has been checking out the boys at school, and visiting some porn sites, for about six months, and yet Amber is the one I'm most concerned about. AJ is so intensely curious that there will be no stopping her, once she gets going, and of course Abby already wants Rex all to herself, while Amber is certainly interested, but reticent.

I look into the car, but there's no bag in the back seat. I use his key fob to open the trunk, and, sure enough, there it is. I grab the handles of the duffle bag and lift the heavy thing out of the trunk. What the fuck does Rex have in this bag? I close the trunk and take the bag into the house.

My curiosity is killing me. I put the bag up on the table and unzip it. On top are a couple of changes of clothes. Nothing unusual there, except that this is enough clothing for a weekend, not just a single night. Pretty fucking sure of himself, I think happily. I feel glad that he was planning to stay the weekend… And then I see what's in the rest of the bag.

I'm momentarily stunned. I can't help but stare, open-mouthed, at the contents of his bag. I take my time laying out everything I find: four tubes of KY jelly, four butt plugs with tails (fox, raccoon, bunny, cat) and a variety of other sizes and types of butt plugs, four ball gags, eight pairs of padded leather cuffs, two adjustable spreader bars (four-foot and six-foot), 10 rolls of bondage tape, an enema bag, and a long coil of white nylon bondage rope.

Kinky stuff! Rex obviously had plans of his own. That cocksucking motherfucker was after me and the girls the whole time! From the looks of all this stuff, he planned to tie us up and have a nice weekend of debauchery with me and my young daughters. I open Rex’s shaving bag and find a pill bottle full of Ecstasy. Shit! He was going to drug me! I laugh out loud! Fuck! I just beat him to it.

I sit down, physically shaken, on one of the kitchen chairs. “What the fuck now? This asshole was going to tie us all up, and fuck us one by one. Wait…wait…that's kinda what I was planning, only I wasn't going to force him to do anything. Well, maybe a little…but he would have enjoyed himself.” I pause my mental musing to consider, and then I continue, “This will still work out! I don't think he was planning to hurt us, other than the girls walking around bow-legged, not to mention sore, after being fucked by an adult male and his rather large dick. But that's probably going to happen anyway, plus the girls will most assuredly like the tails!”

Standing back up, I go through the rest of the bag. One end pocket has underwear, and socks, but the other has… ”Holy shit!” I squeal in amazement. It's an envelop filled with money. I flip through the stack of $100.00 bills. There must be $20,000.00 here!

“Why would he have all these sex toys, overnight clothes, and money, unless he wanted to spend the weekend playing house with me and the girls?” I think silently. “I don't see anything here that would indicate that he wants to hurt us. More like pay us for a fun-filled weekend of heated sex.” My mind just keeps going on its own. “Fuck we need the money so bad, and he knows it. Well, shit, I guess I don't have much choice. I'm going to have to play this out. We’ll keep him tied up, and give him a taste of pussy heaven,” I decide, putting the money back in the bag's front pocket.

I walk over to the kitchen sink and get a shopping bag from the cabinet underneath. I load up Rex's sex toys, and head back to the master bedroom with it.

I peek through the door and see Rex lying naked on the bed, ready to be tied up. Amber is smiling happily. Her pretty pink lips are moist, as is about half of Rex's semi-hard cock. “So, Baby, how did he taste? Did you like playing with your first cock?” I ask, laughing at the impossibly lewd questions I’ve just asked my twelve-year-old.

Amber smiles, and responds with unusual enthusiasm. “I…aaaah...it was really different. He tasted okay, but he smells wonderful. He's all firm and warm and hairy. Have you laid on him yet? I did. It was so cool, listening to his heart and feeling his breath blowing on my face. I finally had to get off, because my whole body was tingly. Is that supposed to happen? I mean the tingly part? It felt really good!” she asks innocently.

“Yes, baby, that's how it's supposed to be,” I tell her. “Wait ‘till he fills you with that nice, extra-large dick. The feeling gets even better. He'll make you feel, aaah, complete, when he pumps you full of his little baby makers. It's when you know you're a woman, and that one day you'll have little ones of your own. Maybe even as perfectly made as you!” I encourage her. I sense my daughter's natural reluctance to give her one-time gift to a strange man…even a really handsome one like Rex.

Amber is a very nice girl. She's caring, tender, intelligent, and very sensitive. If Rex stays with us for very long, he will enjoy Amber's quiet, touchy-feely outlook on life. Amber still likes to be cuddled and held. Give her a man willing to take his time, and she'll soon make an excellent young lover.

AJ and Abby are more let’s-get-‘er-done, excitable types. Rex will really like their boundless energy and willingness to try anything, anytime. We'll probably have to put some limits on their sexual activities, because they are going to be two sore young puppies after Rex takes their tight little cherries. They'll be wanting more and more, but their little bodies will have to learn to except Rex, hence all of his sex toys for training various undersized body openings. Both girls will do better with anal, but Rex will, no doubt, want some vaginal penetration also.

Amber smiles at my explanation. “Thanks Mom! You're the best.”

I smile back. “Okay, Baby, let's get Rex tied to the bed frame,” I tell her, grabbing one of the padded leather wrist cuffs. Amber watches as I take one of Rex's wrists and wrap the cuff around it just below the hand. Threading the leather strap through the small buckle, I cinch it nice and tight. These cuffs are the good ones: hand made, sturdy, and they don't cut off circulation.

Amber joins in. She works on Rex’s other wrist as I move down to his ankles. Amber is right: he has that great, male, light-musk smell. I finish with his ankle cuff, work my way up his leg, and give his limp dick a quick kiss. It's instinctive twitch is our first warning that the Ecstasy is starting to wear off.

I check out Amber's work, and find that she’s made her share of Rex’s cuffs as tight as the ones I’ve done. I cut four, 10-foot lengths of the nylon bondage rope. Amber and I run the rope through each of the cuffs’ retention rings, and spread-eagle Rex to the bed frame in the classic “X” pattern. We make sure that he doesn't get loose by reinforcing the retention rings with bondage tape. He's ours until we set him free, or drug him again.

I decide to get the younger girls to keep an eye on Rex, while Amber and I take a quick break. Amber fetches AJ, while I wake up a very excited Abby.

“Did you get him, Mom? Where's he at? Can I see him? Can I? Can I, please,” she twitters while skipping along beside me.

Abby tugs and pulls me into the master bedroom. AJ is already atop one of Rex's thighs, and is bent over to check out his limp dick and his balls. AJ is so totally focused on his cock that she doesn't notice Abby and me as we walk up beside the bed. She slowly wraps her small hand around the soft tube of man flesh. AJ smiles brightly to herself, as she starts to jack-off our still-unconscious Rex. Within seconds, to our surprise, his cock gives a sudden lurch and begins to harden. Rex may be unconscious, but his dick is waking up.

AJ oohs and aahs as she soon has Rex's man-size cock ready for duty. Her lips purse in concentration, and she watches, mesmerized, as his cock throbs and twitches eagerly, all on its own. It seems to be hoping that an available female will pleasure it. It's no fun getting all excited, only to go soft again.

AJ glances up from Rex’s cock, and notices me. “Jeez, Mom, that's so cool. Is he going to put that in you? It's so big,” she exclaims, holding her own forearm up alongside Rex's hard-on. His fully erect cock is about two inches longer.

Abby hops onto his other leg and begins to masturbate her tiny virginal slit against the thick, firm muscle. She is soon breathing a deep sigh of pure contentment.

AJ watches Abby's lewd movements, and asks, “Mama, are you going to let Rex fuck us too, or is he just your own boyfriend?”

I was hoping this topic would come up later, but there’s no avoiding it now. While all three girls wait for my answer, Rex takes a deep breath, and rolls his head to the side. He's still not fully awake, but it won't be long.

“Yes, ladies, we all get our chance at him. But, let's get him awake. I think we should have a heart-to-heart talk with him before we do any serious planning,” I caution.

I leave AJ and Abby to keep an eye on Rex, while I take the enema bag…and Amber. It's time for us to get ready for Rex. I take Amber into the bathroom, feeling totally conflicted. I'm fighting the mother's instinct to protect her children, but, at the same time, I know full well that our boat is sinking fast. I fill up the two-quart bag with warm water, and hang it from the shower frame. I quickly take off my bra and panties.

“Amber! You too, Baby! Take off your panties,” I instruct.

Amber isn't a happy camper. “Why, Mama? What's that bag of water for?” she asks, sounding miserable.

I reach for the long plastic nozzle, turn around, and, bending slightly, I push the six inch tube into my asshole. With Amber looking on, I smile through the brief pain of penetration, and I slip the nozzle up into my lower colon. I open the clip, and the warm water starts to fill my large intestine. As the bag empties into my butt, the pain in my abdomen grows and grows. When the water is nearly gone, I close the clip and turn to show Amber my belly distention. I pat the firm water bulge, and then I sit down on the pot and void my bowels. I finish up, wipe my butt, and flush the toilet.

I point to the sink. “Okay, Amber, it’s your turn! Fill it with warm water and hang it on the shower,” I tell my very unhappy daughter.

Amber fills the bag with water, and then she turns towards me with tears in her eyes. “But Mama, why do I have to do this! I don't want him to fuck my ass. Please don't make me do this. Please,” she begs.

It’s futile. “Sorry, Amber! Your sisters are too young. If Rex wants some preteen ass, you'll have to cooperate. I know it's not what you want. Well, me neither. But, we need the money. No money, no house. No house, no family!” I tell her flatly.

Amber's bitter reply is gut wrenching. “This really sucks, Mom! It's just not fair. Why did this have to happen?” She pauses, balling up her fists, and her anger boils over. “I wanted my first time to be with someone younger, who I love and want to be with!”

I gather her into my arms and hug her tightly. “I'm sorry, Baby, but life isn't always fair! I think Rex is a good man. A bit kinky, but a decent guy. I wish you could wait as long as you want, but I need your help to get this guy. He's a horny son-of-a-bitch who likes to get what he wants, and right now he wants the four of us!”

Amber sniffs back her tears and pulls down her panties. With a quick flick of her foot, the useless blue panties fly across the bathroom. She hangs the full bag on the shower and hands me the nozzle. She bends at the waist, and waits for me to insert the plastic tube. She grunts painfully, as I push the nozzle deep into Amber's tight, preteen butt. I open the valve, letting the water drain into my first born daughter's slim, twelve-year-old body. She moans painfully as the water surges deep into her gut. Amber's flat abdomen distends slowly, as the water fills her intestines.

My heart is breaking. I pull her close and hold her tight. I'm there with her, woman to woman, as adulthood comes to claim my first-born. I watch the enema bag slowly growing smaller as it drains into Amber. I'm almost in tears when I finally close the valve. I quickly pull the nozzle out of her ass and point to the toilet. Amber sits down heavily and follows my example.

I leave Amber in the bathroom to clean herself up. I walk into the master bedroom and see Abby and AJ, giggling happily, energetically humping Rex's thighs. He's wide awake, and he’s enjoying a cross between a quick hand job and a shallow-mouth blow job. Rex's broad smile, coupled with his spit covered dick, are all the assurances I need. He's having the time of his life. His balls are pulled up against the base of his cock, and from the quiet moans of heated pleasure, I believe that he's about to shower my girls in a fountain of hot, gooey, sperm-filled cum.

Between rapid breaths, Rex asks the girls, “Abby! Damn girl... Do you and AJ…uuuumph…know what cum is, ladies?”

Abby keeps stroking the lower part of his cock, and answers confidently, “Yep. Mama told us all about it, and showed us a girl making a guy pop in a porn video. She also said we should catch it in our mouths and swallow it. Ooooh—I get it. you're about to squirt some. Right?” she announces, looking down at Rex’s cock as it’s about to explode.

Abby's assessment is correct, but her timing is off. Abby tries valiantly to position her mouth over Rex's dick, as he loudly bellows, “Oooooh, shit! Uuumm… Oh fuck… Girls… I’m coming!”

Rex strains against the ropes. His back arches upward, lifting Abby and AJ off the bed. The girls squeal happily as they watch the first blast of sticky white cum spew into the air. The gooey, sperm-filled glob hits Abby right below the bridge of her nose.

Abby is blinded by the sticky mess covering both of her eyes, but she opens her mouth and somehow finds Rex's spewing cock. She isn't quick enough to gulp its entire head into her mouth, but she does manage a lip lock on its spongy tip. Just in time, too! Rex, groaning noisily, blasts another geyser of sperm-filled ejaculate right into Abby's mouth.

Abby is ready, but inexperienced. She gags, trying to puke the cum back out, but she can’t. Abby's only option is to swallow…and swallow…and swallow each massive squirt of cum. AJ, mesmerized, watches in shocked awe while Rex's spurting cock fills her little sister's mouth with more cum than she can gulp down.

Abby pulls her lips away from Rex's purplish-colored glans. She burps noisily, and uses her fingers to wipe the viscous white goo from her eyes and nose. Abby is happy as a clam, and calmly licks her fingers clean. She grins triumphantly, and looks down at a very satisfied Rex.

“Wow, Mr. Rex, that was so amazing! Can you do that again? I'm sorry I missed some, but it started squirting out so fast…” she apologizes unnecessarily.

“You did great, Abby! It was your first time, and you did absolutely great. And you too, AJ! Next time, you can have some too, if you want,” Rex praises his two enthusiastic little lovers.

AJ loosens her death grip on Rex's stiff, spit-covered shaft, but still holds onto it near its hairy base. She gives me a puzzled look. “So, Mama, did Abby and I do the right thing? He got all hard, and we were having fun rubbing ourselves on his legs! And then he opened his eyes and smiled at us. It was Abby's idea to play with his thingy…I mean, his cock! We were, you know, already playing with it anyway. So we just started sliding our hands up and down the hard part,” AJ explains.

Now Abby pipes in. “Yeah, Mama! Mr. Rex got really excited when I put the purple part in my mouth! Just like the girl in the video. So AJ and I figured that would keep him happy until you got back. He seems pretty happy to me… but Mama, isn't his thingy supposed to get soft after he shoots that white stuff out?” she asks, confused by Rex’s stiff and fully erect cock.

“First, girls, you did great taking care of Rex. I think he had a wonderful time with you two. Mr. Rex is still very excited, and he needs to come again before he'll get soft,” I explain.

Amber, still feeling unhappy, has joined us on the bed. She's still quite tentative about the whole thing, but she’s watching closely. I look at all three of my daughters. “So, would you girls like to watch Mama fuck Mr. Rex?”

Abby and AJ squeal a delighted “YES!” But Amber only nods her head. I'm a little worried about Amber, and I hope that Rex will help me with her. She's going to need some personal time with a very patient Rex. I have an idea about how to take care of Amber’s reluctance, and, at the same time, make absolutely sure that Rex won't hurt my babies. They don't need another disappointment like their father.

I climb onto the bed to join the girls. Abby and AJ continue to lazily rub their small cunts along the tops of Rex's thighs. Abby's little cunny is sopping wet. She's obviously had at least one orgasm.

I look down at Rex. “So, you kinky fucker, how do you like my girls so far?” I ask casually, throwing my right leg over his lower abdomen.

I sit down on his belly. His rock-hard cock slips invitingly up into the crack of my butt. Oh, my god, he feels so good! The erotic touch of his heated flesh between my ass cheeks is heavenly.

Rex is unable to do much more than look about at all the blonde eye candy. “The girls were perfect! But you drugged my drink, you stupid bitch! Aaah…shit…that hurts, AJ!” he groans, when AJ reaches down to squeeze his left nut.

“Don't call my mother a stupid bitch, or I'll squish it harder next time!” AJ warns in a harsh voice.

I smile at my young protector. “Thanks, AJ, but let's listen to what Rex has to say before we squeeze his balls again. Okay, Baby?” I ask calmly.

Abby is still enjoying her nice firm thigh, AJ is holding Rex's manhood, and Amber is watching in horrified fascination. “Yes,” I say. “I did drug you, but we both know that I merely beat you to the punch. So, motherfucker, if you didn't get me drugged at dinner, then when? At breakfast this morning? I found everything, so I know that you were planning to tie us up and fuck us all, one by one. So when you were finished raping my girls, would you kill us all, or just pay us off for your enjoyable weekend of carnal, preteen pleasure? Now squeeze, AJ...!” I command.

Chapter 3

Rex

When the pain subsides in my left ball, I answer Amy. “Okay! I admit it! I was going to drug all of you…but only long enough to talk with you about a mutually beneficial arrangement. I want to give you and the girls a generous amount of money, and, in exchange, I want the pleasure of your combined company. I'm serious about being involved with a normal family like you and the girls. Not a one time thing, but an ongoing, long-term relationship. Abby, how about I stay here, with you, Amber, AJ, and your mother?” I’m explaining myself, but I’m directing my question specifically to Abby, who seems to need me the most.

Abby has an ecstatic look on her face. She happily answers, “Sure thing, Mr. Rex. I like all the fun stuff we've done so far. Especially when your thingy shoots the white stuff out. Mama, can he stay, please? I want some more of that yummy white stuff,” she purrs, as her second orgasm pulses pleasantly through her young body.

Abby flops to the side of my leg, and slowly stops shaking as her orgasm finally runs its course. She drapes her little arm over my leg and dozes off to sleep. She's definitely one happy, recently fed, seven-year-old little girl.

AJ laughs a little enviously at Abby. “Yeah, Mom, he seems really nice. I like playing with his cock and all that sex stuff. But hey, no more calling my Mom a stupid bitch. She's really smart!” AJ giggles, casting her vote.

Amber, our one hold-out, will need a bit more to convince her, but three out of four is good enough for now.

Chapter 4

Amy

I rock forward, getting up on all fours, and I bend down to kiss Rex on the lips. “Okay, big guy, let's see how well you perform under pressure. AJ, please help Mommy with Rex's cock.”

I raise my torso back up, and I cup my tits for Rex’s viewing pleasure. I let my hands rove sensuously over the tight, firm skin of my abdomen and arms, giving him a teasing look at my pale white skin. My dripping-wet cunt is poised right above the twitching hardness of his massive and fully erect bad boy.

I haven't been fucked in quite a while. Not since that two timing shit-head left us. Jon had a decent sized dick, at seven inches, but not anything like the behemoth waiting for me now. I need this almost as much as does the horny bastard beneath me. I lower my cunt into position so that my eager nine-year-old daughter can help out. I could mount Rex without her help, but AJ needs to get comfortable with the feel of his dick, and what he does with it, before he shoves it inside her.

AJ is not quite sure what to do, and watches me get into position. She quickly puts two and two together, and moves the head of Rex's stiff cock up against my moist slit. The touch of his heated flesh on mine is the best thing I've felt in months. I squat down ever so slightly and let the large, blood-engorged cock head spread my outer lips. AJ slides the cock head up and down my slit, until she finally finds the opening to my vaginal canal.

I love the feel of the spongy tip, snugly pressed into my teardrop-shaped opening. I push back and down, letting the head of Rex's cock slowly penetrate my heated canal. I pause to make sure that AJ has a good view. The brief pain of receiving his penetration is already growing into an intense erotic need. Damn! I want this man to fuck me, long and hard. I want—and need—that toe curling feeling when he pumps his seed inside me.

I see Amber scooting around to watch too. It's now or never. There's no going back, once I’ve slid him inside me. We'll be committed to this man. I hope he's worth the gifts that my girls will likely give him.

It's really a simple choice. I need more than just his money. The girls watch in wide-eyed amazement as I slowly lower myself, inch by pleasurable inch, onto Rex's formidable cock. Oooh, my fucking god, is he big! I smile through the pain of having a baseball bat shoved up my cunt. I'm having trouble focusing. It's filling me, stretching me, and still there's more to take inside me. What a magnificent cock! I've never felt anything like this fullness, except maybe when I was pushing out my little ones. Only this time it's a cock: a fucking monster cock!

As the last little bit slides in, I feel his cock head butt up against my cervix. Good. When he comes, he'll fill my womb with his warm, clingy white seed. I really should have put a condom on him, or something, but I haven't had a cock unload inside me for almost a year. I want this horny man to know how much I like him.

Rex is trussed up tight. All he can do is pivot his pelvis to help me work his massive rod in and out of my cock-filled pussy. It feels amazing. The muscles of my cunt wrap themselves lovingly around his cock, and I’m milking him. I sit there, with him balls deep inside me, and the long-unused muscles of my cunt start to squeeze and milk the male member buried to the hilt in my warm, clingy heaven.

I rock forward, pulling Rex's enormousness almost all the way out of me, as we start a nice, easy, slow, seven-inch stroke. I soon forget that my two oldest girls are watching, as I give myself over to that toe curling enjoyment of a most pleasurable fuck. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, and the smell of vaginal sex, soon fills the air in the bedroom. Our bodies stay locked together, each pleasuring the other, as we breathe in the scent of the moment. Pheromones galore, we are growing closer, bonding both our minds and our bodies.

We are both moaning and breathing hard. Rex and I are quickly building towards a very satisfying “happy ending.” My intense need for a long-overdue sexual release has me slamming Rex's cock into my tightly clinging cunt like a sex-starved divorcee…but that's exactly what I am. I no longer have any control. I’m just going with the flow, letting the tidal force of my orgasm wash away all of my pent-up frustration, anger, fear, and loneliness. My release is wonderfully perfect, and I let it take me to a place of blissful euphoria. Once my lust has been sedated, I bask in the afterglow of my climax. I enjoy feeling Rex beneath me: He's using short, gentle strokes to fuck my distended opening. I almost can't believe it: He's actually taking the time to pleasure me, to make me feel good. WOW!

I look down at this handsome hunk. He’s tied to the bed frame, and yet he’s making gentle love to me. I smile happily as I feel his cock start to pump my pussy full of cum again. The rich torrent of sperm-filled jizz pushes past my cervical opening, and squirts directly into my womb. The warm tingly feeling of having this man shoot a load directly into my womb is indescribably hot. As Rex continues to gently fuck me, his seed fills me to overflowing. I'm full to the brim with this wonderful man’s cock and his cum. There is absolutely no place for all that cum to go, so my well-fucked cunt begins to leak…my arousal mixed with his cum. The gooey mess from our love making is all over his balls, and dripping from between his legs to collect in a pool on the bed.

I’m totally spent. I lay down on his hairy chest with my arms wrapped around his neck. I kiss my bound lover fiercely, crushing his lips with mine. He returns my passion with a fire of his own. Panting like two horny teenagers, we finally break our kiss.

I turn my head to the side, and see my eldest daughter smiling happily for the first time tonight. I think that watching us make love has alleviated some of her fears. “Amber, baby, will you go get the heavy scissors from the utility drawer and bring them here, please!”

She hops up and trots towards the bedroom door. That's when I feel AJ's small hand wrap itself around Rex's limp cock, and pull him out of my cum-filled pussy. A few seconds later, Rex's low moan of pleasure confirms that AJ has taken him into her mouth. I lay content, on top of Rex, listening to the soft slurping sounds of AJ sucking on Rex's limp dick.

Amber returns in a few seconds with the pair of heavy scissors.

Without moving my head, I ask, “Amber, love, please cut the ropes holding Rex!”

Amber sees what AJ is doing, giggles, and moves to the head of the bed. She cuts through the first rope, and a moment later Rex's arm wraps itself around my shoulders. Amber works quickly, and has the ropes off of Rex in no time.

Rex hasn't moved an inch, other than to wrap his arms around me. He holds me close, and he lets AJ suck away at his hardening dick, while I enjoy a warm, comforting embrace.

Finally, between happy moans, Rex asks patiently, “AJ, as much as I like what you're doing…aaaah…I really need to pee, Honey!”

AJ's huff of displeasure is quickly followed by, “Okay, Mr. Rex, but next time, you make Abby share! She hogged every last drop!”

I smile at AJ and roll to the side, to let Rex move out from underneath me. Rex scoots to the edge of the bed before getting up slowly. He walks stiffly towards the bathroom. Amber and I watch intently as he walks away, his semi-hard cock swinging back and forth between his legs. He's got a nice butt: No jiggle to that firm ass; only the smooth motion of firm muscles contracting beneath his hairy man-skin.

I'm not sure what Rex wants to do next, so we wait for him to finish up. Rex takes his time in the bathroom.

Finally, he walks out, his cock now hanging limp. “Ladies, if it's okay with you, I suggest that we get some sleep. Don’t worry: I’m not going anywhere unless you kick me out.”

AJ is the only one a little miffed by the idea. “Shit! That means I'll have to wait until tomorrow morning for my first taste of cum. Damn that Abby!” she complains mildly.

I roll to the side of the bed, making room for Rex to lie down in the middle. As he crawls onto the bed, he pauses to scoop up Abby, and, with her in his arms, he lays down on his side. AJ then hops between me and Rex. Poor Amber is odd girl out. Without being asked, she walks through the house making sure that the doors are locked and the lights turned off.

She even pulls the large sheet over us, before climbing in next to me. I wrap my arm around her, cuddling her close. Amber is still unsure about everything, but at least she seems more relaxed around Rex. I close my eyes, listening to the normal sounds of sleeping children…and one happy man. I drift off into a dreamless sleep, not knowing that the battle inside has just begun.

Chapter 5

The Egg

Yesterday, I couldn't find my sisters. I'm all alone in the dark. I've been slowly sliding down what appears to be a moist tunnel of some kind. I finally came out into this cave, a few hours ago. The floor is covered with squishy, slimy tentacles. I’m no longer moving, so I sit in the dark, waiting for something. But what?

My world suddenly begins to shake and tremble violently. Pulse after pulse of world-shaking energy flings me around the inside of the cave. Then, with one final, massive tremor, the inside of my dark, moist cave is filled with a flood of gooey thickness.

Then they come, by the hundreds…thousands…maybe even millions. Tiny, brainless monsters begin to pound against the outside of my thick shell. Again and again, insistently, they beat on my walls. They never leave; always, more take the place of the weak. They batter away until a strong one finds a soft spot. He doesn't give up, and keeps on pushing and straining against the wall. All at once, a small crack appears in the tough membrane, and he slithers inside.

The crack closes behind him. He's trapped inside now. He’s dying, so he releases his half of the helix strand with the 48 slots. I take his dying gift, and a new life is created. The two helices combine, 48 “Y” and 48 “X.”

The helices are now bound tightly together, and I sink into the comforting darkness. The life-giving tentacles wrap us in a cocoon of oxygen-rich blood and nutrients. I feed and we begin to grow: 1 to 2, 2 to 4, 4 to 8, 8 to 16... on and on we grow. Very soon we'll be able to hear her strong heart beating, her lungs filling with life-giving air, and even the faint sounds from the outside. Loving sounds. Touches. Our family is waiting!