Aprils story

"The light of the alley was minimal and when I started down

it. I know I shouldn't have been there, not at night. Not in this

city.

"It seemed every year there were more people out on the

street. More people that seemed to have a grudge to settle with the

rest of society, and to survive they had to steal.

"I had been lucky my whole life I had never had to be in those

kind of areas, or those kind of streets. It had never been in my up

bringing. I suppose I was a little spoiled being the mayor's

daughter, but I can't change who my parents were, can I?

"When I was about a quarter of the way into the alley, three

men came out of a door on my left side. They looked like ruffians and

the way they were swinging what they held made it look even worse.

"I turned around to run but two other men had appeared and

they were closing in on me from the other side. I didn't know what to

do, they kept calling me bitch, and telling me that they were' gonna'

have some fun with me.

"Then I don't know where it came from, it just sort of dropped

into the alley infront of me. Almost before I could blink the three

men infront of me were scattered around the alley, mostly smashed

against the wall and bleeding though.

"The two men behind me cried out and I spun around just in

time to see the dark out line of the massive shape before it left the

alley leaving both of the men laying unconcious on the ground.

"Then you were there, I...I...."

"It's all right Miss, let's get you back home," the officer

said guiding her to his car and ushering her into the back seat.

"That's another one!" Sergant Benetti grumbled slamming his

office door. "Damn it! We can't have vigilanties running around!"

"Why not Sarge, we've got everything else running around, and

now there's someone that's cleaning up the crud of the city!"

"Any one that doesn't follow the law...."

"Sarge, have you looked out side lately, there's hardly anyone

following the laws out there now, and we're lucky to catch a purse

snatcher now adays!"

"I don't care. Out of four witnesses, all we have is a

massive man that sticks to the shadows, and isn't afraid to kill.

Murder is murder, no matter who does it."

"Even if they saw something do you think they'd tell us if all

we we're going to do was put this guy behind bars. Look Sarge as far

as I'm concerned this guys doing us a favour. As well as everybody

else.

"The slime out there on the streets now deserve exactly what

they get!"

"We're cops! We can't think like that, if we do we're no

better than the guys that we lock up!"

"And look at that Sarge the damn prisons are so damn full

right now, we can hardly stick another damned body in them. There

busting at the seams!"

"I don't care I want him caught!"

"How'd it go," I asked Paul stripping off his black shirt.

"All right, I got a few more tonight!"

"Good, those bastards deserve exactly what they get. I only

wish I could help."

"No, you just worry about Jessica," Paul said rubbing my full

stomach.

"She's been kicking all day!"

"Where are the rest of the kids?"

"Where do you think?"

"They turned in early again did they?"

"They've been up there almost all night. I had to go up a few

times just to tell them to calm down a little. I hate school

hollidays!"

"No you don't!"

"I do when they're cousins come over to play!"

"Oh, give them a break I know how you act when our cousins

come over. Your hornier than those kids are!"

"I doubt that!" I said taking his hand and leading him into

the kitchen.

"Who's here anyway?"

"All there mates!"

"Oh no! All seven of them?"

"Yes!"

"Oh, you must have a hell of a headache! Come here, let me

make it all better!" Paul said pulling me down onto his lap on the

kitchen chair which started creaking beneath our combined weight.

"I better get up!"

"Damn cheap chairs."

"They were the best we could find."

"Next time we're going to have to get the steel ones, these

copper ones are garbage!"

"I know, but at least our bed still holds us," I laughed

before kissing his forehead.

"Only because we made it ourselves!"

"Well, after the delivery of seven kids, it still works pretty

good don't you think?"

"Yes. God you look sexy!" Paul said looking me over.

"Damn it there they go again," I cursed as the kids started

pounding on the ceiling again. "Will you go up there and tell them to

settle down. It's almost dawn and they're parents are coming to pick

them up."

"All right, but I want to talk to you about something first."

"Well make it quick or they'll bring the place down around

us."

"After this baby...."

"You want another one," I said batting my eyes.

"Well...no, I thought maybe we should give it a rest for a

little bit."

"For how long?"

"I don't know, how many more kids can we take care of Ophelia.

Jessica's makes eight, can we really take on many more kids."

"Is that what it's about, well I'm the one that takes care of

them Paul, not you!"

"Ophelia, it's not just that...."

"Then what is it?"

"I was talking to mom the other day...."

"So?"

"So, she told me about Grandma Sandi!"

"Paul...."

"Ophelia, I don't want to lose you! She had one too many

children and...."

"Paul, Aunt Angela was that baby. Sandi gave her life for

her! I would do exactly the same thing for my child too!"

"I know you would honey, but, do we need more kids?"

"Paul!"

"You said yourself it's starting to become a headache around

here!"

"Paul...."

"Ophelia...I...I," Paul said with tears nearing his golden

eyes. "I better go talk to the kids."

"Uncle Paul!" Elizabeth shouted when she saw me standing at

the door watching. Fourteen kids make's one hell of an orgy, but they

all weren't even here. Some of there cousins, and brother and sisters

were probably at other houses in the same type of situation with their

intended mates.

Ours is sort of a strange family, it's all incestous. It

started with our parents, and great grandparents. Dick, who is my

grandfather took four wives. Sandi at the beginning, then he married

Daniel, and the three of them shared a bed.

Each of his wives had three children during that time and each

of the children mated to one of there half-brothers or half-sisters.

He isn't what you would call normal, he changed when he made love to

Sandi, although I'm pretty sure he started to change before that.

He grew bigger, bigger than any normal human. His eyes turned

gold, just like all of his kids, and all of their kids, all the way

down to even our kids. All the boys have bigger penis'. In school

they showed pictures of what happened at puberty to humans. What was

shown in those classes as a full sized male penis was the one that I

had when I was five.

We're all stronger, even the girls are stronger than a couple

of normal men. Plus they also have some control over there bodies,

they can control when they want to have children. At least that's

what I've been told by Ophelia.

After Sandi had Angela, who is both Ophelia's and my Aunt, she

died due to complications with Angela's delivery.

About five years later, he took his third wife. This was

after two couples out of three of his children had married with our

own sort of ceremony. He married his sister, Jessica, with Jessica he

had two children and Daniel had one more.

Liza who was his daughter was also the unfortunate one that

didn't have a mate in the family and had no interest in finding one

outside of the family eventually settled in with Dick. And after a

lot of debating about it with his other daughters married her.

The only other one that's taken a mate from outside of the

famiy is my father. He and my mother took Rebeca when I was close to

seven. Other than that we've all stayed in the family after that.

And as far as I know no one has ever been even interested in the idea

of leaving.

Ophelia and I get together with our brothers and sisters and

cousins usually once a year, and that's a sight to see in itself.

There's twenty eight of us in total, and it's a family ruining of a

type no other family has.

To make a long story short. It's a great big orgy, and

there's no shyness about it. Fourteen men, fourteen women, all with

one thing on their mind. Love making.

So for about a week, when we all manage to get together we go

at it straight. Napping with who ever we're with, and if we're still

alert enough get up and go join someone else.

"Have you come to join us?" Elizabeth said stroking my leg.

She was only about seven, and still had the heavy Carlson sex drive.

The one that kicked in right at birth.

"No hon."

"Ohhhh," she said a little disappointedly before turning

around and leaping across the room until she reached one of the boys

that weren't with someone.

"KIDS! KIDS!!!" It took me almost ten minutes before I

finally got all their attention, and most of them weren't pleased at

being interrupted, some of them we're even snarling a little.

"Look, you got to keep it down a little! If you keep it up,

your all going to be falling through the floor! You all know Opehelia

and I don't mind you being together, but you've got to try and keep it

down a little."

It's a very dangerous position anyone's in when the kids out

number the adults fourteen to one. But when every one of the fourteen

has razor sharp teeth, and are stronger than an ox, you get on mighty

shaky ground. Even if you are a match for a handful of them.

"We'll try," Mildred said from the middle of the room on one

of the beds with Paul, my son. The two of them were joined almost

four years ago, and they're already approaching marriage. There the

oldest couple. Everyone else was from fifteen down to four years of

age.

Yes, four. Like I said the Carlson sex drive kicked in at

birth. Ophelia and I made the record for first mating too, beating my

parents out of there six month old mock mating record. We we're both

born in the same bed. Our parents we're together at the time sharing

the bed.

After Ophelia and I were born our parents laid us in the

middle of the bed together while they satisfied the hunger that

arrived after the delivery.

The girls sex drive multiplies about a hundred fold after

giving birth and they don't ask for satisfaction, they demand it. And

there's no way to argue with them about it.

Anyway while our parents we're busy Ophelia and I managed to

move together so that I was ontop and inside her holding each other.

Our parents let us spend the night together, and Laura, who is

Ophelia's mother and Sandra (my mother) took turns feeding us.

Something that they still do on very rare occasions, and lots of

pursuasion but usually if we wanted breast milk Ophelia usually went

to her sister Melanie and they'd drink from each other.

When I was in the very rare mood for it Ophelia gave it to me

happily. It's an easy thing really to control filling a woman's

breast with milk, if you know how to do it right. And we all do.

"Is that all you want Dad," Paul asked me.

"Yes, and your mom said to tell you all that it's nearly dawn.

So those of you that have parents coming to pick you up you should

start getting ready to go pretty soon. There were a few groans around

the room, but it basically went over pretty good.

I looked over the room one more time before leaving. I was

proud of that room. Ophelia and I had knocked out two walls to get it

as big as it was. It was more like a dormitory that room. There was

a bed for each of the kids although usually a couple of them were

empty most of the time because they were sharing somebody elses.

"Well, it seems to have done the trick for now," Ophelia said

when I got back into the kitchen. "They're not pounding on the floor

anymore!"

"They're just excited that's all!"

"Were we ever like that?"

"Yeah, we still are on occasion," I said wrapping my arms

around her waist and giving her a little hug.

"Dinner will be ready in a second I'm just defrosting these

fake-steaks."

"Try not to let that stupid thing cook them this time."

"I'll try my best," Ophelia said smiling.

"You know, I don't know what I'd do with out you."

"You'd probably find someone to sleep with! I don't think it

would be that hard."

"I may be able to find someone quick, but I'd never find

someone as good as you."

"Your still a sweet talker you know that don't you?"

"Am I? It's the company I keep then!" I said kissing the top

of her head just as the door bell rang.

"Could you get that please?"

"Sure, but after dinner, I'm gonna be taking you upstairs and

we'll do some ceiling rocking of own, ok?"

"It'll be my pleasure."

"You got that right," I said pinching her ass before she

laughed.

"Hi Paul!"

"Hi Melanie," I said before kissing her and letting her

through the front door. "How's Howard?"

"He's good he's been wondering where you've been though, you

should give him a call." Howards her husband, and my brother.

"Ok, where's he today, work?"

"Yep."

"I'll give him a call later then, here for Donald?"

"What did you think I was here for, you?"

"Well, those no harm in dreaming huh," I laughed wrapping my

arm around her shoulder and guided her into the house. "He's

upstairs, if you want Ophelia's in the kitchen and I can go get him?"

"I can go get him."

"No, go talk to your sister, I'll go get him. It might be

best if I do it anyway. There not to friendly about being pulled away

from each other when they've been up all night...."

"All right. Go get him but try to be quick, we've got to get

over to the Shop and Go."

"I will," I told her before going up the stairs. When I

opened the door I looked around the room and found nine year old

Donald happily doing his ten year old mate-to-be Jasmine taking her

from behind while she was sucking on her five year old brother Albert.

"Howard!" I called trying to pick my way through the moaning

bodies that we're scattered around the room. "Howard your Mom's

downstairs waiting for you!"

"Mmmm..." Jasmine moaned releasing Albert and snarling up at

me. "Unless your going to take his place Dad, let him finish!"

That's something else I guess I should mention, not that it's really

important or anything but, everyone of us that's had a daughter has

fended off come ons from them. And some times its hard.

None of us have taken them up on it though. That is except

Grandpa Dick and Aunt Liza and now he pays for it with trying to

manage with a set of quadroplet in there pre-teen's.

All, I can say is that I wouldn't want to be in his place.

"Fine, but hurry up and finish, you've got to be going Donald! You

hear me?"

"Yeah," he groaned withdrawing from Jasmine's pussy to stroke

her. Damn hard to resist sometimes.

When I got down to the kitchen Melanie and Ophelia were

wrapped in a pretty tight embrass, giving each other a kiss. At the

same time Melanie's hands were drifting down Ophelia's back to her ass

while Ophelia's hands disappeared up Melanie's sweat shirt.

"Mmm...I wish I had a little time before we had to go,"

Melanie said backing off from her a little. "Oh, Paul! I didn't

realize you were back down here."

"Well, you might as well kiss her again you've got a little

time. Donald's just finishing up."

"Uh-huh!" Melanie said before looking back at Ophelia and

giving her a quick little kiss before turning to me grinning. "Why

don't you come here then and I'll give you a kiss too?"

I stepped closer to her and wrapped my arms around her

grinding my body against hers while lowering my head down to her lips

and kissing her, slipping my tongue into her mouth to meet hers half

way. At the same time slipping my hands over her jeans to cup her ass

and give her a little squeeze.

She opened her legs invitingly causing a small little gap

which I quickly closed by pressing myself harder against her crotch.

"Mmmm..." she purred before backing away. "I can't wait till August

comes around again. August was when all of us got together for our

reunion. "You've got a great husband Ophelia."

"I know," Ophelia said grinning at me with the sparkle in her

eyes that showed the hunger that was mirroring my own.

"Mom can't I stay for a little while longer," Donald pleaded

standing at the kitchen entrance dressed in the same amount of

clothing that he had upstairs, none. Erect penis and all.

"No, it's time we were going Don, we've got to get to the

store!"

"So, can't I stay while you go to the store?"

"No Don, go get your clothes and lets go!"

"But Mildred gets to stay!"

"Mildred will find her own way home, she's a big girl.

Besides Paul and her were going to spend the day together at the mall.

So let's go!"

"All right," he groaned before turning around and leaving for

upstairs again just as the doorbell rang again.

"Hi Abb," I said opening the door for her.

"Hi Paul," she said waiting for me to closer the door before

pushing me up against the wall and kissing me at the same time running

her fingers over my crotch. I grew up with four sisters in my house

hold, and when I wasn't with Ophelia, I usually spent a lot of time

with them. Abby was the one that was around more often than Melisa,

Sandi, or Anita.

Suffice it to say that I spent a lot of time in her bed. And

I had found out that she didn't hold back when she got what she wanted

behind closed doors. "Is Francine ready to go," she breathed in my

ear pressing her large breasts against my chest.

"I'll go get her," I said but she didn't move from where she

was standing around my legs.

"When are we gonna get a couple minutes together Paully? I've

missed you, you know! It's been quite a while since I felt you

between my legs."

"August's only a month away," I said grinning before giving

her a quick kiss.

"Yeah, but right now's better," she said digging into my

pants.

"Abb, no it's not, Ophelia and Melanie are in the kitchen plus

there are five other kids that are going to be picked up yet."

"Oh all right," she pouted pulling her hand out. "But next

time, I want you in me, ok?"

"We'll see," I said giving her another kiss while she eased

off. "I'll go get Francine for you."

"I want to go up too."

"All right, come on then," I said taking her hand while we

made our way upstairs.

"Wow, they've been at this all night," she said looking around

the room.

"Donald your supposed to be getting dressed," I told him as he

was recieving a blow-job from twelve year old Carrie.

"All right I'm going!" he grumbled getting her to back off so

he could give her a kiss before leaving.

"Oh!" Abby said and I turned to where she was looking.

Francine at the tender age of four was riding the biggest cock in the

room on the bed. Paul's, he was four times her age, and Mildred was

laying beside them watching intently while Dick ate her out. "She's

pretty good! He must really be stretching her though. Remember when

that was us?"

"I don't think there was ever a twelve year age gap between

us."

"Maybe not but the first time you made love to me, I still

thought that you had the biggest most gorgous cock I'd ever seen!"

"You were pretty cute too," I said squeezing her ass.

"Were?"

"Are," I corrected with a smile. "Just remember who you're

mated to though!"

"I know, and I love him, but I still like reliving a few

memories. Some of them are pretty fantastic!"

"Yes, I'll agree with you there, some of them were."

"You remember that time in the school yard?"

"Yeah, it was raining and all the other kids stayed inside

while we went out and made out behind that big old oak tree."

"Some times I think those ten minutes we spent out there was

the best sex we ever had!"

"Francine! Your mom's here!" I called when she had just

climbed off of Paul and was moving towards Jack. She glanced over

towards the doorway, and then quickly made her way through the room to

Albert, her mate, kissed him, and gave him a little stroke before

turning and running across the room to Abby.

"Mommy did you see!"

"See what hon?"

"Did you see Paul and me! I've got some of his seed!"

"That's good honey! Where did you leave your clothes?"

"Aunt Ophelia took them and put them somewhere. She said it

was so I wouldn't have to worry about them."

"All right, why don't you go down to the kitchen and ask her

where she put them," I told her. "I'm going to talk to your mother

for a few more minutes ok?"

"All right," Francine said before running out of the room.

"She's full of energy," I commented.

"Yes, and she's just becoming a real handful."

"Just?"

"No, I guess that's what she's been since she was born."

"So when are you and Grant having your next one?"

"I don't know, between Francine and Simon...I don't know,

maybe I'll have one for you instead."

"No, you worry about your own husband and don't be thinking

like that."

"Wouldn't you want me to have your child?"

"No, I got enough kids as it is. You and Grant have some

more!"

"It was just a thought," she said smiling wrapping her arm

around my wasit and giving me a little kiss on the cheek.

It went on like that for most of the morning greeting parents

at the door retrieving their kids from upstairs. All except Henry who

went up and got his daughter himself. When he came down she was

sitting on his forearm without her clothes. Her seven year old body

looking very happy as Henry asked Ophelia where her clothes were.

So after all five parents had left there was nine kids left

upstairs. Sandi had called and said that Fraser could find his own

way home when ever he wanted to. (Fraser was fourteen and our fifteen

year old Christa's mate.) And the kids seemed content to let the

party last with just the nine of them.

I finally got to sit down with Ophelia to eat before we went

upstairs together to go to bed. We looked in on the kids one more

time just to make sure they were all right before we ended up in our

room.

"Brad! What are you doing here," I asked him after opening

the front door. I guess I should say my name is Jessica here, before

you get more confused there's so many of us telling this tale.

"Is Dad home?"

"He's upstairs with Daniel and Liza, what's the matter?" He

was fiddling with his police cap. The one that we'd all been so proud

of when he got it. It also marked the beginning of Dick and my own

relationship.

"I...I've got to talk to him. It's important!"

"Come on in to the kitchen and tell me what's the matter," I

said ignoring my open robe. Everyone had seen everybody else naked so

many times in this family it wasn't worth the energy of hiding

something that was so familiar.

"Well...."

"Sit down, would you like some coffee or something?"

"No. I'm fine. Thanks."

"All right," I said sitting down in a kitchen chair across

from him. "What's the matter?"

"Well...I'm not sure how to put this."

"Brad, just tell me I'm your step mother, remember?"

"Mother," Brad corrected rubbing the rim of his hat. "Well, I

was working the other day and their's this guy going around or so it's

rumoured that he's sort of fighting crime his own way."

"And?"

"And, who he fights doesn't live to see another day."

"So what's wrong with that? The scum that's out there now.

How can we live with showing them so much mercy."

"You sound like you sympathize!"

"I've seen the holo-reports on the incidents Brad, and

personally I don't see anything wrong with what happened. That one

woman that almost got robbed probably would have been raped, and maybe

even lost her life. Who would have cared then Brad? Certainly not

the police!"

"Mom, we're doing our best!"

"All right then what's the problem."

"It's not for food!"

"What?"

"I'm pretty sure, by the reports, that it's one of us!"

"What?"

"I mean, one of US! One of us is going around and doing this.

One of us is that guy!"

"Brad, you've got to have your facts screwed up!"

"I don't. The descriptions, the noises that were heard by the

few witnesses."

"Momma!" a voice cried before a naked Stacey steaked into the

room and hid behind me.

"What is it sweetheart?" I asked turning to look at her just

as Travis and Hawk both came bounding into the kitchen together in the

same state of dress both supporting heavy erections.

"Come on Stace!" Travis said as the two boys split up and

circled around the table. "It's time to go back to bed." The three

of them and Marge had all come from Liza's womb about two minutes

apart from each other.

None of us had expected four of them. We knew there was a boy

and a girl but we never imagined that there was two of each, although

we should of considering how blown out she was. And both boys seemed

to have the same attraction for each of the girls. It didn't seem

like they distinguished them from one another they both loved each of

them the same.

Although they usually worked as a team taking one girl and

then when they were finished going on to the next one then going back

to the first. The girls liked the attention but pretended not to.

But a few times I think each of them would just like to go to

bed with one of their brothers rather than both of them. Not that it

doesn't happen though. It's just not all that common.

"Come on you three take it out of here, I'm trying to talk to

Brad!"

"We will," Hawk said closing in on Stacey from the other side

lunging for her before she squealed and darted around him and out the

door, leaving him to flop onto the floor.

"Idiot!" Travis cursed leaping over him and tearing out the

door.

"Are you all right Hawk?"

"I'm fine," he grumbled in response before getting up and

running out the door to.

"Active little bunch aren't they," Brad chuckled.

"Those four, put the rest of you to shame! I swear if they

didn't have to go to school they'd spend the entire time in bed!"

"That active huh?"

"Don't I know it. Now what about this...."

"If something isn't done...."

"What, the world might actually be a little safer!"

"It still doesn't mean that we should go around killing

people!"

"So what should we do Brad, turn one of our own in?"

"No, but we should get whoever it is to stop."

"And what do you want to talk to Dick about?"

"He's the eldest now that Grandpa's gone and he's the one that

should know about this. He's the one that should be taking charge of

this!"

"I don't want you to tell him about this!"

"What, he's the one...."

"No! He's retired, your damn close to retiring too Brad. For

God's sake he's almost twenty years older than you and all you want to

do is get him worked up about this."

"Mom, I've got to tell him! One of us is doing something

wrong. We all answer to dad because he's the eldest, so he should

know about this, if he doesn't he can't act!"

"Brad, please don't tell him. He finally's taking some time

off and it's all he needs is to get angry at one of his kids or grand

kids. Or even one of his great grandkids. You take care of it!"

"It's not my place Mom!"

"Well, I'm telling you it is. If you find anything out, you

come and talk to me. You leave your father out of this!"

"But...."

"But nothing!"

"Mom, I don't know if I can!"

"Well, do it anyway!"

"Mom, I should tell him. It's his place to know and mine to

tell him!"

"If you tell him, without me giving my consent I don't want to

see you in this house again!"

"Mom! You can't do that!"

"Brad he deserves a break, you know how hard he's worked.

He's worked his ass off to give you kids everything he could. Now we

have enough to live comfortably and take care of these four. He

deserves to live a little!"

"But...."

"Please Brad, I'm begging you! If you've ever felt anything

for me you'll do this for me."

"Your my mother, of course I feel something for you."

"Then do this for me! Please."

"I...."

"Please Brad! Use your skills as a cop and do something for

your family! Find out who's doing it and tell me. I'll figure

something out...."

"Mmmm...is there any orange juice," Liza said stretching as

she came into the kitchen just as naked as Stacey had been. And more

than likely with Dick's seed moving up her leg into her pussy. Yes,

up. It defies gravity, it's almost like it has a life of its own.

"Oh, Brad! I didn't know you were here!"

"He was just about to leave, weren't you?"

"Yeah, I should be going."

"So we've got this settled right?"

"For now," Brad said getting up.

"Well goodbye then," Liza said giving Brad a quick kiss and

stroking his cheek.

"He came out of nowhere, I think he was wearing black sweat

pants, and a black sweat top. His eyes, they, they sort of glowed, he

dropped from the fire stairs, up there.

"He dropped right infront of me, I could have reached out and

touched his hair, it...it was long and it disappeared under his shirt.

"He...he ran at the guy and body checked him, like those old

holo's of football. He sent the guy through the air until he hit that

back wall over there," the woman told the officer pointing towards the

wall thirty feet away.

"Your sure? All that way?"

"Yes, I'm positive! I know what I saw!"

"Are you sure you weren't just affected by the stress of the

situation?"

"No! I know what I saw, and he snarled before he leapt!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

"All right, could I get you to come into a station sometime

tomorrow and make a formal statement?"

"I'll go right now! He saved my life! He's a hero!"

"Yes Maam..." the officer said smiling sympathetically at her.

"Paul, you there?"

"Yes, I'm here, what can I do for you Brad?"

"How's Sandra?"

"She's fine, she's sleeping right now."

"How's the bar going?"

"Fine...fine, but I don't think you called me to talk about

the bar."

"I didn't, have you seen the news about the guy that's going

around, the holo-news is calling him the Black Phantom?"

"Yeah, I've seen somethings about it, what about?"

"Be truthful Paul, and don't lie to me about this!"

"All right, I won't, what's this about?"

"I think he's one of us."

"What?"

"Every report that I've seen on the case Paul suggest to me

that who ever this Black phantom is, he's one of us. It's not you is

it?"

"No, no of course not! I've got my hands full with just

running the bar, when do I have time to be running around the streets

at night?"

"Do you have an idea who it might be? You don't think

Clark...."

"No he's been running himself ragged since those stupid fools

set fire to that one room upstairs in his place!"

"All right, well we're going to have to find out who it is!"

"Why? What did Dad say?"

"I haven't told him."

"Why not?"

"I talked to Momma Jessica, she didn't want me to talk to Dad.

She asked me to take care of this."

"Dad should know, you should find out what he thinks should be

done, it's his decision."

"I know, but she doesn't want him bothered with this. Look,

we're going to have to ask the kids. That's all there is to it."

"All right!"

"I can do it, but it would be easier if we each ask our own.

I'll talk to Brad and ask him to talk to his. We're going to have to

find who ever is doing this and fast Paul. There's a warrant out for

their arrest already, we've got to find them, before it's too late.

"If this lasts for much longer the warrant will end up being

turned into a terminate order."

"Jesus."

"Do you see why it's important!"

"Yeah."

"It's unlikely, but we may even have to start checking the

older grand children."

"All right, I'll do my best."

"Thanks Paul, give Sandra a kiss for me when she wakes up will

you?"

"Sure," Paul chuckled "as long as you give Laura one for me."

"You got it. I'll talk to you later Paul."

"Sure."

"Ok, I know you all don't want to be here being away from your

houses and your mates tonight, so I'll make this quick," I said

looking around the room at my children. Paul, my namesake was

twirling his thumbs and looking as squirly as a tied up bob-cat.

"Look, I want the truth out of you all, right now and right

here, and I'm only going to ask once!"

"You don't have to treat us like children!" William, my

youngest said, while Sandra stirred uncomfortable where she was

sitting. I hated to put her through this. Seeing her uncomfortable I

just wanted to tell them all to go home and wrap my arms around and

keep her safe and happy.

"No, I don't. I also shouldn't have to be asking any of you

about this! Nor should your uncles be having to ask your mates!"

"What's this about Dad," Sandi asked calmly.

"The Black Phantom."

"Who?" Melisa asked.

"He's been all over the news, he's saved about six people from

getting mugged so far..." Anita put in.

"And he's one of us!" I added.

"You've got to be kidding!" Paul said looking up at me.

"No, I'm not! And if one of you are running around those

streets and doing it I want to know. RIGHT NOW!" I snarled at them

glaring them all down. "So if any of you know anything I want to

know!"

"What will happen to him, or her," John asked.

"Why?"

"I just want to know!"

"I don't know, but if I don't find out who ever it is, their

going to end up dead! That's why we've got to find them! And

quickly. So if any of you know anything or are the 'Black Phantom' I

want to know!"

All there was was head shaking, and "I don't know's" from

around the room.

"All right, your Mom's made you something to eat if you want

something. If any of you find something out I want to know so come to

me as soon as you know and tell me, understood. Nods.

"Ok, that's it."

"He came from over there, through that wall, he went straight

at them. They didn't even know what hit them but they got exactly

what they damned well deserved! The bastards, they damned well got

what they deserved!"

"Over here Brad!" Paul called from the booth that he and Clark

and Dick Jr. were sharing.

"Hey," I said slipping into the booth beside Paul. "Well, did

any of you's find anything out?"

"No," Dick grumbled.

"Nope, I even got the kids to talk to their's they didn't find

anything out there," Paul said.

"What about you Clark?"

"Nothing!"

"Damn it! If we don't find who ever it is there in real

trouble!"

"I think we've got to find out what Dad thinks!" Clark said

taking a swig of his beer.

"I told you, Momma Jessica doesn't want it done."

"It's not her place to make decisions for him. It's his place

not hers to figure this out, we shouldn't have to be doing this behind

his back! It isn't right!"

"That doesn't change the fact that's what she wants!"

"So your not going to try and talk with him?"

"No. We've got to do this on our own. She wants us to take

care of this, we will. One of them must know something so we're just

going to be have to add some pressure to them."

"Brad, that's going to be hard, they're our kids. It almost

killed Sandra just to ask them, hell it almost tore my heart out doing

it!"

"I know it's hard but if we don't one of them's going to end

up dead. How would you's feel then! Look, I know it's hard, Laura

and I went through the same thing but we've got no choice do we!"

"Well what do we do?"

"There's only one thing that's going to get them to turn who

ever it is up! And it's this simple...."

"No! No way Paul!"

"Sandra we've got to! We've got to do everything we can to

find this Black Phantom!"

"There's got to be another way!"

"Do you have any better ideas?"

"But what about their kids! Paul you can't do that to them.

Your treating them like children!"

"Sandra, I don't like doing it anymore than you do but...it's

got to be done!"

"Don't you think it's a bit drastic!"

"Yes, I do."

"But Paul separating them all from there mates!"

"Sandra, I know...."

"Paul what would you think if Dad came and told us that we

couldn't be together!"

"Well, what else can we do, this is serious Sandra! If we

can't find who ever is doing this...."

"But do you really think it's necessary to...."

"Sandra, I have no idea what else to do. Brad hasn't got

anything better. This is the only thing we can do! It's our only

choice. They're not cooperating, we don't have any other choices."

"But Paul, we've finally gotten the house all to ourselves

again. No kids, just you and me, and now you want to bring them all

back in here again!"

"Just for a little while Sandra!"

"And what's to keep them from being with each other instead!"

"Because while they're here their going to have to be

abstinant."

"Paul, there is no way we could ever keep that kind of control

over them. No matter how hard we tried! They'll meet each other in

the bathroom at a hamburger joint if they have to. But they'll do it

just the same!"

"But hopefully soon they'll start to get frustrated over it

and want us to let them go back to the way things we're and the only

way we can allow that to happen is if we find out who's been playing

the Black Phantom at night!"

"Paul...."

"I know Sandra," I whispered wrapping my arms around her and

kissing the top of her head. "I'll hate it too!"

"That's it I'm through with this," Paul screamed storming into

the kitchen. "I'm out of here!"

"No you're not. Your not going anywhere!"

"I am. I'm going to get my wife and my children and we're

going home!"

"Paul!"

"No I'm sick of this, we don't know anything! Ophelia's eight

and a half months pregnant and your pulling this crap!"

"Then help find out who is doing it Paul!"

"I've got a wife, and kids to take care of. I'm not playing

this game any more!"

"Paul!" I said grabbing his arm before he moved further

towards the door.

"Leave me alone!" he snarled turning around and bearing his

teeth at me.

"Now listen to me," I replied trying to keep control over my

tone. "I don't like it anymore than you...."

"Don't give me that crap! You have Mom, you sleep with her.

You make love to her. Your with her! Look, what we've got. Back

home, alone! Our family's are with their parents! That's the end of

it Dad! I'm out of here! I can't take this any more!"

"I know it's rough Paul, but I can't let you go!"

"Just try and stop me," he growled.

"Paul, don't make this any harder on me. Do you think I like

seeing you kids locked up like this! I don't. I'd love to tell you

that you should go home. But I can't. If I let you go, I have to let

everyone else go. If I let everyone else go, your uncle Brad's going

to have to let everyone of his kids go. Same with Clark, and same

with Dick!

"And if that happens then we'll never be able to find out who

this Black Phantom is. And if we don't they may just end up dead!"

"I don't care I want to make love to my wife. She needs me,

Dad, she's nearly at the end of her term. You can't make me stay, I

need to be with her. She needs me!"

"Paul, I know, but...."

"No, buts I'm going, I can't wait here for you's to make up

your minds! Did you ever think maybe none of us know anything. Maybe

you's even made the mistake of assuming it was one of us when it

isn't!"

"Paul...just give it a couple more days, ok?"

"No!"

"Paul, please! Every day that goes by, is that much closer

before they turn the warrant to a terminate order! I'm just trying to

save who ever the fool is that's doing it!"

"Well, it ain't me, and it isn't anyone in my family!"

"Paul...."

"Dawn? What are you doing here?"

"Well...."

"Come on in honey...."

"Where's Grandma?"

"They're all out grocery shopping together."

"So your home alone," Dawn said biting her bottom lip after I

had the door closed behind her.

"Yes. Is there something wrong with that?"

"No," Dawn said wrapping her arms around me and kissing my

lips.

"Dawn what the hell are you doing?"

"Make love to me please!"

"No, I won't! Dawn what the...."

"Please, I'm so lonely, and so horny!"

"Why, where's Ian?"

"I don't know!"

"Why not? Are you two fighting or something?"

"No."

"Then why don't you know where he is!"

"Because," Dawn said sniffling as tears welled up.

"Because...."

"Come on into the kitchen and I'll make you some tea, and you

can tell me what the problem is all right?"

"Uh-huh," Dawn sniffled.

"All right, now what's the matter," I said pouring her a cup

of tea. "Why don't you know where Ian is?"

"I do!"

"Then why don't you go see him and tell him what's wrong? You

said it wasn't a fight...."

"I'm not allowed to!"

"What, why not?"

"Mom and Dad, plus our uncles."

"What...why?"

"Be-because they think one of us is this Black Phantom that's

been on the news."

"Why haven't I heard about this?"

"I don't know, I think maybe Uncle Brad talked to Grandma

Jessica."

"Then I'm going to have to have a talk with both of them! But

why did they keep you and Ian apart."

"It wasn't just us, it's everyone."

"What do you mean everyone?"

"Our parents all have us staying at their houses. Apart from

each other. We haven't been able to make love. I haven't even been

able to really touch Ian for almost a week now! He's my husband

Gramps! I have the right to touch him when ever I want, don't I?"

"Yes, you do," I said laying my hand on top of hers. "And

they had no right to keep any of you apart from each other. What

could they have been thinking!"

"I don't know, maybe that they could flush whoever this

Phantom is out."

"Well, I'll take care of it, so I suggest you tell everyone to

start packing up and get ready to head to their homes."

"Thanks Gramps," Dawn said wiping her eyes and leaning over

and kissing my cheek.

"Dawn...."

"Yes!"

"Would you do me a favour?"

"Anything. You just name it Gramps."

"Don't ever do what you did at the front door again, ok?"

"Ok," she said with a smile. "Are you sure there's nothing

else I can do for you?"

"I'm sure."

"Daddy! Daddy!" Stacey and Marge rang out together bursting

into the kitchen. "Look what Mommy got us!" they said waving their

sticks in the air. "Strawberry dildo's!"

"It tastes just like strawberries," Stacey said sticking it in

her mouth and sucking on it like it was a lollipop.

"Would you like a lick Daddy," Marge asked holding the staff

in my face.

"No, you enjoy it honey! Where are your mothers?"

"They're coming! We're going to go upstairs and play!"

"All right, where are your brothers?"

"There at the park, playing with Mark. They won't be back for

a couple of hours!"

"All right," I said before they started taking off towards the

door. "Don't forget to give your cousin Dawn a kiss and a hug!"

"Ok Daddy," they both echoed before wrapping their arms around

Dawn and giving her a squeeze.

"You have nice breasts," I heard Stacey whisper to her with a

small smile.

"Would you like to come upstairs and play with us Dawn," Marge

asked a second later skimming a finger over Dawn's breasts while

running the pink dildo across her own chest. "We have all kinds of

toys."

"No, not this time. I've got some packing to do, so I can see

Ian."

"Oh," the two little girls said together sounding a little

disapointed.

"Maybe next time ok," Dawn said giving them each a small kiss

on the lips. "And I'll bring the toys."

"Ok," they replied looking a little more happy.

"Would you like a lick," Marge asked her taking the dildo out

of her mouth.

"Sure," Dawn said taking the pink love toy and taking a little

suck on it before giving it back. "Mmmm...it tastes really good!"

"That's because Hawk put it inside Stacey on the way home."

"Did he?" Dawn said looking at Stacey who blushed a little.

"Would you like to taste the one that was inside Marge,"

Stacey said glaring at Marge for a second before offering Dawn her

dildo.

"Sure," Dawn said smiling at Stacey taking it from her and

giving it a little more time. "Mmm...this one tastes good too!"

"You two go on upstairs and play."

"Ok, Daddy!" they said smiling before leaving the room.

"I'll see you soon too," I said standing up and giving Dawn a

kiss on the cheek.

"Dick, are they gone upstairs?" Jessica asked from the other

side of the kitchen door.

"Yes!"

"Good," Liza said coming through the door first, followed by

the other two, all three of them in the raw.

"Dawn! What the hell are you doing here," Jessica asked after

spotting her while Liza pressed herself up against me.

"We just had a little talk," I said holding back how annoyed I

was at her. "Which one of you brought the strayberry dildos for the

girls?"

"Those were from me," Liza said giving me a kiss on the chin.

"I didn't think there'd be anything wrong with it, there wasn't was

there?"

"No of course not honey," I said before giving her a kiss on

the lips while lifting her up. "The girls seemed excited about them."

"I better get going," Dawn said moving towards the door.

"Ok, we'll see you later," I said before she left the kitchen.

"Now what did you three have planned, as if I don't know." Jessica

and Daniel moved over to me and I wrapped my arms around all three of

them giving them each a kiss.

"We want some of this," Jessica said running her hand over my

crotch.

"And lots of this," Daniel added kissing my lips.

"I don't think that will be too much of a problem. Daniel,

you and Liza go upstairs and check on the girls and wait for me and

Jes in the bedroom. We'll be up in a minute. I just want to talk to

her for a second alone."

"Well," Daniel said glancing at Jessica who was looking

hesitant. "Ok, but don't take too long!"

"We won't," I replied watching them both go. They were

gorgeous. Daniel looked exactly the same as the first day I met her.

And Liza, Liza was something different all together.

"What did you want to talk about honey," Jessica said wrapping

her arms around my neck.

"I want to know why I wasn't told about this Black Phantom

thing?" I replied pushing her back away from me.

"You know?"

"Yes. Now how 'bout an answer?"

"I...I didn't want them to bother you with it. I was sure

they could take care of it."

"Well do you know what they did!"

"Y...yes."

"How could you let that go on without telling me! It's part

of my responsibility to this family!"

"I thought you deserved a break Dick. I didn't mean to make

you angry at me!"

"I...I'm not angry with you Jes, just...annoyed!"

"I'm sorry."

"Jes, forget about it the important thing is is that we get

things straightened out again. Back to the way they were."

"You're sure your not mad at me?"

"Would I do this if I was mad at you," I said starting to run

my fingers gently down over her side, so that they were tickling her.

"No, I guess you wouldn't," Jessica giggled.

"Come on, let's go upstairs now," I said picking her up.

"Dick?"

"What is it honey?"

"Will you make love to me first this time?"

"If you want me to," I said grinning before giving her a kiss.

"I do!"

"Then the answer's yes."

"...Not like that Stacey! Like this.... Hmm...oh yeah! That

feels so good!"

"You girls all right in there," I asked standing in their

doorway.

"Ohhhh...ohhh," Marge gasped. Stacey was between her legs

with her ass and little pussy pointed towards us. Just barely you

could see the butt of her strawberry dildo sticking out from her

vagina.

"They're fine Dick," Jessica said giving me a kiss. "Don't

worry about them. Worry about satisfying me and the rest of your

wives."

"I don't have to worry about that, that's so easy," I said

grinning at her.

"Why you!"

"I love you Jes," I told her kissing her nose.

"Show me."

"All right," I said smiling at her before starting to move.

"Dick, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to show the girls how much I love you," I said

laying her down beside Stacey and Marge just as Marge was coming down

from a little orgasm. "Isn't Mommy beautiful girls?"

"Yes," they both said excitedly nodding while starting to suck

and lick on their strawberry dildo's again. After they traded that

is. When I finally took off my boxer shorts all three of them were

smiling as my erection that hadn't been attended to for hours came in

their sights.

"Your so big Daddy!" both girls squealed together while I

started kissing up Jessica's legs. After that as far as I was

concerned no one else was there except Jes and me. I didn't even

acknowledge the probing little fingers around our union.

She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me tighter to

her while I kissed her lips as passionately as I could. When she

began bucking against me and moaning I brought up the heat bringing it

from a nice slow warm afternoon love making to full wild heated

desire, plunging into her deeper with every thrust.

Withdrawing till only the tip of my penis rested on the

opening folds of her vagina, then taking her completely again.

Bringing us closer and closer to cumming together. Bringing Jessica's

moans to nearly a single sound.

"Ohhhh...Dick! Dick!" she gasped grabbing a handfull of my

mane in each hand and trying to pull herself up a little. "Oh, yeah,

yes, yes! Cum with me Dick, cum with me!"

Then with one last thrust we came together, just like we used

to. Even the backwash was there again. "Oh Dick," she said softly

running her fingers through my hair. "I love you!"

"Mmmm...."

"Yum."

When we looked over beside us both of the girls were sitting

there licking my cum off each other's face. They must have been

between our legs when we came and they got splattered by the backwash.

"Get a little too close to the flame girls," Jessica asked laughing.

"Mmmm..." Stacey said licking a big gold stream running over

Marge's cheek. "Daddy, you taste good!"

"Honey you shouldn't be...."

"Shhhh..." Jessica said touching my lips with her finger.

"Let them enjoy it. It won't hurt them. Besides, I happen to agree,

you do taste good!"

"DICK...there you are!" Liza said standing at the doorway

looking into the room! "Come on we've been waiting for you!"

"We're coming," I said picking Jessica up and following Liza's

swaying hips back to our bedroom.

"All right you four explain yourselves!"

"Explain what?"

"Why you thought it would be right to keep your kids away from

their mates!"

"Dad, we...we've been trying to uncover who...."

"Who the black phantom is? Maybe it's none of your business!

It's certainly no reason to be separating your kids, their adults for

god's sake! Would you like it if I separated you from your wives! I

should probably do it, just so you know what it feels like!"

"Dad come on, we were just trying to help. Which ever one of

them that's doing this is going to get in real trouble."

"Did you ever think that maybe it wasn't one of them?"

"Who else could it be," Brad demanded "I've gone over the

police reports and the eye witness' statements hundreds of times

hoping that it wasn't but the only conclusion I come up with is that

it's one of us!"

"That doesn't mean it's one of them!"

"Then who else could it be!"

"It's none of your business."

"It's you! Your the one that's doing it!"

"Maybe but it's still none of your business."

"Yes, I think it is! You're responsible for this family. I

was wrong listening to Momma Jessica and actually trying to take care

of it. It's your responsiblity and when you endanger yourself you

endanger our whole family!"

"No it doesn't!" I snarled.

"Daddy..." Stacey came running into the kitchen.

"Get out Stacey!" I told her harshly and she backed away until

she was out of the kitchen. Almost immediately I was sorry for what

I'd just done. "Look, it's none of your business!"

"Yes it is! And before we leave we want an answer why you've

been doing it!"

"Haven't you looked outside recently? Are you blind. Brad

your justice system is garbage it has been for years!"

"That still doesn't give you reason to act like a vigilanty!"

"It does when it starts to affect this family!"

"What the hell is that supposed to mean!"

"I mean I'm sick and tired of those little fucks getting away

with everything they do. And they hide in their little packs for

security from you and the rest of the cops..." I shouted at them

before catching the sounds of someone crying upstairs. The only

person it could be was Stacey we were the only ones that had been home

before the boys arrived.

"Look, the moment you get home you let your kids out of their

cages I don't want you talking to anyone else about this, and most of

all I don't want you's to mention it here again, not to me, not to

Jessica, not to anyone, understood!"

"Dad we.... Just no more killing!"

"You can show yourselves out," I told them before leaving the

kitchen for upstairs.

"Stacey?" I said knocking on her door.

"Go away!"

"Honey please, I'm sorry I didn't mean to shout at you!"

"But you did!" she said sobbing.

"I know, I'm sorry I was angry with the boys. You just sort

of came in at the wrong moment sweetie. Please let me in."

"Fine," she mumbled before the door slid aside. She was

standing on the other side with tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Oh sweetheart, I'm sorry," I said kneeling down and wiping

the tears away. "I didn't mean to yell at you. We both just sort of

had lousy timing, ok?"

"Ok," she sniffled wiping her eyes.

"Now, did you want something?"

"Somebody broke my strawberry dildo," she sniffled again

getting a disfigured dildo from atop of her bed and showing me.

"Oh sweetheart," I said chuckling. "Ok, we'll have your mommy

pick you up another one ok?"

"Could it be peach instead?"

"You'll have to wait and see what's in the store."

"All right," she said softly.

"Would you like to go out and get something to eat?"

"Yes please!" she said smiling.

"All right, where would you like to go?" As if I didn't know

the answer to that 'snapple park!'

"Snapple Park!" Snapple Park is kind of an amusment

restaurant for the kids. It specifically caters to them infact, with

kids food, kids fun, kids toys. It was Stacey's favourite place. She

might be old enough to know and enjoy sex, love, and mock mating but

she was also young enough to play with other kids and love it.

"Ok," I said grinning lifting her up onto my shoulders.

"Let's go!" I wasn't going to leave any of my kids alone again.

Especially in a world that they couldn't survive on their own in.

"Let her go," it growled, looming in the darkness.

"Ya, right! One step closer and she gets it!" the man holding

me shouted back. I was terrified, this creep grabbed me from behind

and was ready to I don't know what, and this thing drops down from out

of nowhere telling him to let me go. I figure either way I'm dead

meat.

"I'm warning you let her go," it said standing still. It was

massive, it had to be a man, but it was too big to be a man, so wide,

so tall....

"Not a chance."

"I warned you," it said and leapt up, it came right over top

of us and then dropped down behind us. Then it's paw...hand shot out

and grabbed at the guy, and he screamed. Screamed in pain, just

before it hauled him off of me, then it threw him against the wall,

and with a loud snap the man's body dropped to the ground in a slump.

"Are you all right little girl?"

"I ain't little!"

"Why are you out here, in the streets."

"It's where I live."

"What about your family?"

"I ain't got nobody else."

"Your mother?"

"She's a whore!"

"And your father?"

"A drunk. What business is it of yours?"

"Come here," it said looking at me, with eyes that seemed to

glow. I'd never seen anything like it...him before.

"Why should I?"

"Would you like something to eat, to wash, a place to stay,"

he said softly, so soft and gentle it was almost unbelievably

different.

"I got'a place, and I don't like baths...but I could use

somethings to eat."

"Then come here!"

"What do I have to do for it?"

"Nothing."

"I don't believe you. No one gives anything for free!"

"Well, I'm not like others, now come here."

"YOU'S NAKED!" I shouted getting a little closer.

"I know that, now would you keep your voice down!" it said as

the guy that was laying on the floor groaned.

"Come on let's get out of here."

"Why should I?"

"You want to eat don't you?"

"Not with a naked...what ev'r t'e hell you 're."

"Uhhhh..." the man groaned and stirred. Then it grabbed me

around the waist and tucked me under it's arm and held me up against

it's side. It was like a wall of muscle, and hanging between it's

legs was the biggest set of balls and cock that I'd ever seen.

The testicles we're almost the size of oranges and the cock,

it was bigger than the calf of my leg! Then he jumped, god did he

jump then he grabbed at the brick wall, actually sinking his fingers

into it a little.

"Oh me god!"

"Shhhht, relax, and keep quiet!"

Somehow, don't ask me how, we made it up the side of the

building. When we we're on the roof he set me down on the ground and

then he grabbed a sachel from over close to the chimney.

"That's one hell'uva pecker you got there! Now ya' gonna tell

me what the hell are you!"

"A friend," he said opening the sachel and pulling out some

clothes. "Your lucky I saw you, I was just finishing up and changing

for the night."

"Finishing what up?"

"Serving some justice."

"You been doing that all night?"

"Most of it," it said grinning pulling the shirt down over

it's massive chest. It was actually a man. A strong handsome man.

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Because there's a girl like you that got into a lot of

trouble only no one was around that could help her."

"Your daughter?"

"Perceptive aren't you?"

"What happened to her?"

"She got into some trouble. No one was there to help, and she

got hurt."

"Did she die?"

"No. Thank God!"

"Then why are you doing this."

"Because I'm tired of little girls having to fear for their

lives. Tired of people not being able to go out at night."

"Your tired of a lot of things ain't you?"

"Yeah, I guess you could say that. Come here, or do I have to

carry you again."

"No, but...."

"Get on my back."

"Oh..." I said softly before doing as I was told. I wasn't

being a fool. It was a good fourty feet drop and the door to the

building was probably locked. I wasn't about to freeze my ass off up

on top of a building.

We dropped the whole distance, from roof to road, and he

didn't make a sound. Then keeping to dark alleys he moved through the

city on all fours. It was almost a dizzing ride, and it was so fast.

When we stopped we were infront of a bar. "Dick's!" I said

softly under my breath. "What da hell'da bring me here for! This is

a whore house!"

"No it isn't!"

"Ain't it!"

"No, it's not!"

"Why should I believe you?"

"Can you keep a secret?"

"Maybe what is it?"

"If I tell you who I am, will you keep it to yourself?"

"Maybe, what's in it for me?"

"A hot meal everyday, you wash when ever you want. And if you

want a place to stay."

"No, I ain't wanting that!"

"A hot meal, and wash?"

"Everyday?"

"When ever you want!"

"All right, deal. Who are you?"

He looked up and pointed at the flashing holo sign with a

smile on his face. "I'm Dick."

"This is your place?"

"Yes."

"Asshole!" I said punching him, only to hurt myself.

"What's the matter?"

"My mother worked for you!"

"Who was she?"

"June Franburt!"

"June...June...You're her daughter?"

"Yes!"

"Where is she, she disappeared almost twelve years ago. She

quit with no explaination, she just up and left."

"She's dead, thanks to you!"

"Oh...I'm sorry to hear that."

"I'm not, she was a junkie! All she cared about was getting

high!"

"I'm sorry. Look, she left here. I took care of the

gir...women that worked for me. I made sure they had a place to live,

that they were happy and cared for. They didn't have to do anything

that they didn't want to.

"So when your mother wanted to leave, I let her go. I didn't

ask her where she was going or why. That was her business and none of

mine. I was concerned for her, just like I am for all the women that

have worked for me. And I'm sorry to hear that she didn't stay on a

good road."

"Isn't this your place anymore?"

"Sort of?"

"Your Dick, it's got your name on the bar. Why do you say

worked for, like in the past tense."

"Because I'm retired."

"But your not that old, what thirty two," I said and he

laughed.

"No sweetie, I'm a lot older than that. Come on let's go in,

ok?"

"Why should I trust you now!"

"Because I've trusted you. And if you want something to eat

it's through that door. Now what do you say, do you want something to

eat or not?"

"I...I...I guess."

"All right, I'll get Clark to put something on for you while

you go and wash up."

"Who's Clark?"

"My Grandson. He's running the place for his father. At

least he is as far as I know. Now why don't you tell me what you'd

like. A burger? Fake steak? You name it."

"You mean I can have anything I want?"

"As long as we have it, yes," Dick said holding the door open

for me. It wasn't exactly what I had ever imagined. It wasn't grimy,

and filthy, it wasn't even dirty. All except for the customers of

course. But the place shined.

"Hey there's no kids allowed in...Dad what the hell are you

doing down here."

"I could ask the same of you! Where's Clark you let him out

of that crap you's were pulling right?"

"Yes, that's why I'm here, he wanted to spend some time with

Sandi so I ended up working tonight. Who's this little one, she's a

little young for you ain't she," the guy behind the bar said grinning

winking at me.

"I ain't young, and I ain't little!"

"This is June's daughter...."

"How is the old gal," he said looking at me.

"She's dead," Dick said softly to him. "You were just about

to tell me what you wanted."

"A...a fake steak?"

"Would you cook one up for her please. With all the

trimmings?"

"Sure."

"I'm going to take her upstairs and show her to the bathroom."

"Looks like she could use it," he replied with a chuckle.

"Who is he," I asked as soon as we were out of ear shot.

"Him, that's Clark."

"But you were surprised he was here!"

"Oh, ok, I see what your talking about. That was Clark my

son. The Clark I thought would be here was Clark Jr. His son. This

is it. There's towels in the cupboard beside the shower. I'm sorry I

can't offer you a bath."

"You ain't going to watch or jump me or something are you?"

"No and I'd never invade your privacy unless it was

warranted."

"What'da mean warranted?"

"Don't worry about it, unless your in danger of being sucked

down the drain. I'll leave you alone, ok?"

"Yes."

"Just shout if you need anything. And make sure you lock the

door."

"All right."

"And take as long as you want. We'll keep your steak warm."

"Ok, thanks," I said starting to feel a little uncomfortable.

But I'd been on my own for years living in a world for adults. I'd

survived everything that life had thrown at me so locking the door I

stripped and showered.

Halfway through a woman knocked on the door. "Whatcha want!"

"Dick thought that you might want something fresh to put on so

he sent me up with some clothes for you."

"Are you alone," I asked wrapping a big fluffy towel around

myself. It was so luxurious I'd never felt anything like it before.

But living out of garbage cans and whatever I could get my hands on

pretty well explains that.

"Just leave them outside the door."

"Are you sure? It's no trouble."

"Do you work for him?"

"Who Dick?"

"Yes!"

"Well, I work for the Carlson's, so I guess you could say

that."

"All right, just a second then," I said moving to unlock the

door.

"Here you go," she said smiling as she held out a pile of

clothes. "My you are a mess!"

"Thanks," I replied sarcastically. "Where'd the clothes come

from?"

"There's all kinds of kids clothes lying around here."

"I ain't no kid!"

"Hey, look I'm only the delivery girl," she laughed holding

her hands up. "Look, the Carlson's kids are in and out of here like

it's a play ground and kids being kids they loose clothes around here.

Even the older ones now and again."

"My Mom worked for him."

"Which him, there's let's see four, five, eight, more hims

than I can keep track of sometimes. The Carlson's despite the times

are a fairly large family. Which one do you mean?"

"Dick! He threw her out on the street!"

"Dick? You've got to be kidding, he's the most generous one

of all. As far as I can remember a lot of girls around here have

wanted to get to know him...a little more intimately but they never

got anywhere with him. He's faithful to his wives."

"WIVES!"

"Three right now, there's Daniel, she's nice, and Jessica

she's a sweet one, and Liza, she's a little older than me, but not

much."

"He's married to more than one woman!"

"Yes."

"And they know about each other?"

"I should hope so they live together. There raising the

latest bunch, quadroplets."

"Quadroplets?"

"Yes, Liza gave birth to them, the whole little bunch of

them's eight. And there the tightest bunch of kids...sorry young

people that you've ever seen. Everything I've seen them do was

together. Oh, I'm yacking your ear off, your probably standing there

freezing. Look when you finish up why don't you come down to the

dressing rooms and I'll do your hair and maybe give you a little trim

too."

"I'll see," I groaned. The idea of looking pretty was a

dangerous one. The fact is everyone likes a pretty girl and living on

the street and looking pretty don't mix well. It makes you a target

for everyone else living there. Including the rapists.

Then there was Dick's offer of a place to stay...he didn't

even know my name I couldn't understand why he'd offer a complete

stranger board even if his daughter was attacked or not.

"Oh, by the way," she said stopping halfway through the door.

"I'm Tara."

"Nice to meet you."

"I'll see you down stairs."

"Sure," I said as she left "what ever." When she was gone I

glanced at the pile of clothes and threw them down onto the toilet.

"So who is she?"

"June's daughter."

"Dad...."

"A friend, all right!"

"Come on Dad, you just didn't happen upon her and know she was

June's daughter. Hell, I wouldn't have known she was hers if you

hadn't told me. How'd you meet her!"

"She was probably about to be raped."

"Ah Dad, you were out playing your damn game again weren't

you?"

"Yes, and if I hadn't been playing that 'damn game' as you

call it she'd probably be dead by now."

"Yeah, but you brought her back here! Now she knows who you

are!"

"She won't tell!"

"And how can you be sure? What if she does? Dad your damn

lucky Brad didn't do his job and arrest you the moment he found out.

Do you know how much his ass is on the line because of it.

"Every time you go out there you get that much closer to

getting caught."

"I don't plan on getting caught!"

"And what if you do? What about the rest of the family!"

"Clark, I won't! Now relax."

"Dad...."

"Shhhh...here she comes. Wow, who are you?"

"I ain't no different!"

"You even did your hair!"

"Nah, Tara caught me on my way down the stairs blame her!"

"It looks good, under all that grime there's actually a very

pretty young woman under there."

"Yeah right," she said glaring at me.

"I'll go get your fake steak," Clark said getting up.

"Sit down," I suggested motioning at the vacated seat across

from me in the booth.

"Here you go," Clark said setting the platter down infront of

her. "You want anything else Dad?"

"No, I'm fine thanks," I replied rolling my mug of beer

between my palms. She looked at the platter then glanced at me.

"Go ahead," I chuckled before she tore into her food.

"Why..." she said chewing on a bite of her steak.

"Why what?"

"Why're...ya...doing...t'is?"

"You mean giving you something to wear, a shower, food?"

"Ya."

"Don't you like it?"

"Ya, but what's in it for you?"

"Nothing."

"I don't believe you. Everybody wants something. Nobody

gives something for nothing."

"Well, I do. You looked like you needed help, and that's what

I'm giving you."

"This guy that's been rumored around the streets saving folks

that's you ain't it?"

"I guess so, does that really make that big of a difference to

you?"

"Nah, at least somebody thinks that were not garbage, like

everyone else."

"Your not garbage!"

"No, you may not think so, but everybody else does!"

"Look sweetheart...."

"Don't call me that!"

"Then what should I call you you've never told me your name."

"You never asked before."

"Well."

"Well what?"

"What's your name? You don't want me to call you sweetheart,

what should I call you then?"

"I don't know but not that!"

"Well, what's your name?"

"Ummm...."

"Come on what's your name?"

"I don't know."

"How could you not know your name?"

"I've been on my own for a long time...Dick, I've tried to

stay away from people. I've learned to be very cautious, and I never

really kept up a friendship with anyone and I haven't used a name for

a long time."

"Then what do you want to be called?"

"Uh...I don't know."

"Well think of a name and I'll call you that!"

"I don't know...."

"Why don't you think about it for awhile all right?"

"Why your not going to be around for very long."

"Who said that?"

"You won't be."

"If that's what you want, fine but you don't have to think

like that you'll always have a friend with me."

"Oh come on give me a break, the moment you've gotten what

ever it is you want out of me you won't give a damn."

"I told you I don't want anything from or out of you."

"Right!"

"It'll just take you time to figure out that not all people

are inherently bad. And I'm one of them."

"And how am I suppose to be sure of that?"

"You just have to trust some people some of the time."

"And how do I know which people to trust. The only reason

that I've gotten as far as I have is by not trusting people. I knew a

girl once she was six, she trusted this one guy he was eighteen. He

raped her, then he pimped her to everyone of his friends. Then he

started selling her around the neighborhood. She was eight when she

slit her wrists.

"She died, but only after he screwed her in her own blood!

That's exactly what you get when you trust someone and I ain't gonna

fall for it. I ain't gonna be suckered into that."

"I'm not asking you to trust me right now, all I'm asking is

you allow me the chance. If you want to come in and move in with me,

you can. If you want to stay with what you've been doing, that's fine

too. Or you can sleep here in one of the rooms upstairs. Your

welcome to it. Or any other Dick's bar the same with when ever your

hungry or dirty."

"And you want nothing?"

"That's right! And nobody else will either, and if you have a

problem or you get into some trouble you come to one of the bars and

you tell them you need to talk to me. I'll come right then, ok?"

"Why are you doing this?"

"Because I can help."

"And that's it?"

"Yes."

"Nothing else?"

"There's only one thing that I ask of you...."

"I knew it," I said throwing down the steak and getting ready

to leave.

"Wait, all I was going to ask was that you not say anything

about what you saw tonight."

"About what? Seeing a man running around naked with a bigger

penis than any man has ever had before. Right that would really stand

up anywhere. Besides who's going to believe me?"

"I do. That's all I ask. Will you do that for me?"

"And that's it, nothing else?"

"No, nothing else."

"No sex acts, no nothing?"

"Absolutely nothing, and if any one ever threatens you that

you've got to do something for it, find me. I'll make sure it never

happens again, ok?"

"All right, if I take you up on your offer. I'm not saying

that I will though."

"It's your choice you can do whatever you want, but for me at

least sleep tonight upstairs in one of the beds. Have yourself a good

sleep and then decide in the morning when your fresh. I'll come by

and you can tell me your decision all right?"

"Ok, as long as there's a lock on the door."

"There's a lock on one of them, and it's yours."

"All right then. I'll stay, for tonight anyway."

"Ok good."

"She's gorgeous," someone said crawling ontop of me and the

bed.

"Yes she is," another male voice said only from the other side

of me.

"Oh let her sleep you two!" This time it was a girls voice.

"Come on he said we could look in on her to make sure she was

all right nothing more, come on Hawk!" Another girls voice.

"Let her be," it was the first girl again. "Travis get away

from her, you too Hawk!"

"But Stacey...."

"No buts."

"I'll bet she's got a nice butt!"

"Travis! Come on, let her be!"

"I want to see what she looks like under the covers!" Travis

said touching the top of the blankets. I didn't open my eyes I didn't

move. I thought I was back on the street and someone was trying to

make me.

"I do too," Hawk said.

"Damn it you two, come on let's go before we get in trouble!"

Then one of them licked my lips and I screamed and I screamed

opening my eyes and bolting up. They were kids, four of them they had

to be the quadroplets, the girls were standing at the foot of the bed

and the two boys were on all fours on the bed and all four of them

were naked.

"What's going on in..." Dick said bursting through the door.

"You four were supposed to check and make sure if she was all right,

that was it! What do you think your doing!"

"We're sorry Dad, we..." Hawk said while the two boys stood up

on their knees. They both had huge cocks. The size of grown men, the

size that I sucked off when I was really desperate for money. "We

just wanted a good look at her."

"I'm sorry," Dick said to me. "You two get off the bed and

all four of you go get dressed.

"But," the second girl started before Dick glared at her.

"Yes Dad," she said softly before taking Stacey's hand and

moving towards the door waiting for the two boys that were on my bed

to reach them.

"I'm really sorry, they were supposed to make sure you were

all right that's all. They're just a little curious but it's not

going to happen again. I'll talk to them about it."

"Is everything all right..." a woman asked at the doorway.

"Yes, it is now," he told her, "Isn't it?" I nodded. "Liza

this is the friend I was telling you about. This is Liza."

"Nice to meet you," I said shifting the blankets a little to

cover myself better. "I thought you said the door had a lock!"

"It does, but the keys' downstairs, the kids were supposed to

just check to make sure you were all right and then leave. I really

am sorry. They were just curious."

"One of them sniffed me!"

"They were curious. Liza...."

"Ok," she said nodding and then smiling at me while Dick left.

"How are you feeling," Liza asked me before Dicks' angry voice

started coming through the walls. He was really giving them a hard

time about it.

"Fine, I didn't mean to get them into any trouble."

"They shouldn't have done what they did."

"He won't hit them or anything will he?"

"No, he's a gentle father. He shouts and makes a big show of

it but he really doesn't mean any of it. Did your father hit you when

he was mad?"

"When we was around, 'e'd hit me and Mom, but mostly it

depended on who was closest. That's before we left him behind."

"That's terrible!"

"What leaving him behind?"

"No, him hitting you's. What about your mother?"

"She kept getting herself high and one night she OD'd and

died. That was the end of her. That was when I was five. I've been

on my own ever since. And I ain't in the habit of trusting people."

"Well you've got to start somewhere, we brought you some fresh

clothes," she said holding up a bag that I had missed seeing when she

came in. "And we were going to go to Snapple Park for the day, it's

Stacey's favourite place, your welcome to spend the day with us?"

"That's a kids place!"

"Looks like you never had a childhood, so why don't you come

with us and have some fun for the day. Maybe you'll like it. Come on

just for the day!"

"Nah, I don't think so!"

"Come on, for me please...." I didn't know anything about

this woman and here she was pleading with me to go to a fun park

restaurant. And what was worse was that I was falling for it.

"All right," I sighed pushing the covers down.

"Your still dressed," she said surprised.

"Of course I am. How do you sleep?"

"Naked, we all do, that's the only way I've ever known."

"Here why don't you change, and I'll make sure everyone else

is ready to go all right?"

"Fine," I grumbled rolling out of bed. I slept too good for

my liking I could easily get used to sleeping on an actual bed. It

was amazing how soft it really was.

When I got downstairs I found that it wasn't just the

quadroplets and Dick and Liza, but his other two wives Daniel and

Jessica were waiting for me too. Tara had been right though they both

were very nice.

When we left we went in two cars. I went with Stacey, Marge

(which was the other girl that had been in my bedroom.) Daniel, and

Liza. Jessica and Dick took the two boys with them they said it was

"just in case". In case of what I have no idea.

The place was sickening, there were kids running around

playing around on almost everything there was around. They were

squealing and shouting, and giggling! The food was terrible

absolutley terrible. It was worse than four day old garbage!

Dick sat between two of his women (Daniel & Jessica) while

Liza tried to keep the kids from jumping up and going and playing.

After a while she whispered something to them and they stopped

screwing around and actually sat still.

After we ate the kids were allowed to go and play, everyone

kept edging me on to go and play with the four, and after about

fifteen minutes of being bothered by the four adults I went to the

damned play area.

I walked around the massive area for a little while before I

spotted something that I figured would be fairly safe. There was a

little hut type thing that was a little dark inside and it only had

one entrance.

A little place to sit and wait for the day to end. A place

that I could easily defend from intruders too. I went to go in when I

started hearing noises from inside, kissing and soft whimpers.

Someone was being jumped, I went in without thinking a second

thought about it. It was Hawk and Stacey, he had his tongue stuck

down her throat and his hand rubbing over her crotch.

"Get off of her," I shouted pulling him off her. Where he

landed he took into a crouch position, a hostile one and snarled at

me, his gold eyes were just glowing.

"It's all right," Stacey said and I glanced to her, her eyes

had the same funny look to them.

"What do you mean it's all right, he's trying to jump you!"

"I know what he's doing I was the one that asked him in here,

and your interupting," she said actually pouting.

"Interupting! I'm telling your parents!"

"Don't, please don't they'll kill us!"

"You deserve it!"

"No please, I'll share him with you!"

"Share him!"

"He's really good," she said smiling and turning to look at

Hawk who was growling. "Hawk! Shhht!" Instantly he shut up, but he

was still glaring at me.

"This is sick!"

"What's sick?"

"Your brother and sister for gods sake! And your only eight!"

"We'll be nine soon," she said softly. "Please don't tell!

You can have him first!"

"I don't want him!"

"Shhh...not so loud or somebody will come and look in!"

"Good I hope they do!"

"Come on we're mates, please don't say anything!"

"Mates?"

"Yes, you understand don't you?"

"No I don't!"

"You don't understand mates?" she said her eyes wide open in

shock.

"Of course I do!" I said defensively not really sure what she

meant by it. I didn't see how it applied to them.

"Then you understand how much I need him!"

"No I don't he's your brother!"

"What's that got to do with anything?"

"You. I can't believe this, I'm having a sexual debate with

an eight year old!"

Then somebody stroked my ass and I jumped around. It was

Travis and Marge. "What are you doing in here?" Marge asked me.

"I...what do you want!"

"Dad want's to know if you's are ready to go? He said we

could go out to the land and play!"

"Really?" Hawk said surprising me that he was actually saying

something.

"Yes! Come on let's go."

"Is she going to go," Stacey asked looking at me.

"I don't know, Dad didn't say."

"I hope so," Travis said looking me over before Marge and

Stacey both hit him.

"Let her be! And quit being so demeaning!" they both echoed.

"That includes you too Hawk," Marge said glaring at him. All

their eyes had that funny glow. And gold eyes! Who in the hell had

gold eyes!

"Fine, let's go," Hawk said heading out the door first. Then

Tavis quickly followed him out.

"What is this land?"

"Dad bought it before we were born from a farmer, it's about

an hour out of the city. We can play there. They're's trees, and

long grass. There's no animals there anymore though. It's family

land," Marge said.

"Then what was that crack from Travis?"

"Oh he just likes you, it's just his way of showing it!"

"Stacey don't lie to her!"

"I'm not!"

"You are so!"

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

"I am not...." Stacey argued as I left the small hut.

"Why ain't we going to this land?"

"Because sweetie, you wouldn't like the kind of playing that

they'll be doing there!"

"Don't call me that! What kind of playing?"

Jessica glanced at Daniel as if they were deciding how much of

something to tell me. "Just you wouldn't like it."

"Maybe I would!"

"Your not up to it, it get's kind of rough sometimes."

"I'm tough!"

"We know you are, it's just your not really...well tough

enough."

"And four eight year olds are?"

"Well...yes...but...they're...kind of...uh...different than

you."

"What's that supposed to mean? I ain't had all the fancy junk

they've had?"

"No, it's nothing like that...it's just that...."

"Just what?"

"Never mind, you'll like shopping better."

"How can you know what I'd like better?"

"Maybe...after a while, if...maybe you can go and play on the

land sometime. But not today. You need some clothes today."

When we'd finished shopping for the day we didn't go back to

the bar we went back to the house. There house, we talked a little in

the living room and waited for Dick, Liza and the kids.

After a long time they finally got home bursting through the

door, the kids anyway and they looked happier than when we left the

restaurant.

I hadn't said a word about Hawk groping Stacey, but I was sure

I had to say something about it sooner or later. The only thing that

I couldn't help wondering was if it was really any of my business to

get them in trouble.

It was there lives, if they wanted to waste it on incest...but

they were only eight, how could they...the size of those penis' this

morning probably had a good deal to do with it.

"Dick, I need to talk to you!"

"What...have you decided on a name yet?"

"No not yet, I 'aven't really been thinkin' about it."

"What would you like to talk about then?"

"It's kind of a private thing."

"Well, all right, let's go into the kitchen then," he said

guiding me into the kitchen. "Now what's the problem?"

"Well, it's about Stacey and Hawk...."

"What about them?"

"Well...how can I say this?"

"Just tell the truth that's usually the best way," he said

looking at me like his whole world wasn't about to fall apart.

"Well...at that Snapple Park...."

"Go on."

"I caught them together there in one of the hut things...."

"Yes?"

"And they were...well, they were making out."

"Oh, is that all?"

"Is that all! I tell you they were hot for each other and

we're ready to jump each other and you say is that all! Don't you

care about your kids?"

"Of course I do, but that's nothing new, I'm going to have to

talk to them though...."

"Good, I hope so!"

"They shouldn't have been doing it there. They should keep it

in their bedrooms."

"In there bedrooms! I don't believe you! You actually let

them...."

"Of course. Why would I...oh I forgot, I'm sorry. You don't

know, look just don't worry about it all right. It's natural for

them."

"Natural, how can you say it's natural!"

"You've just got to believe me on this one!"

"You let your kids screw each other!"

"They're mock mating."

"I don't care what you call it your kids are screwing each

other! It's sick!"

"Look.... You've really got to decide on a name soon, if you

don't I'll pick one for you."

"Don't tell me what to do!"

"I'm not, I'm just suggesting you pick your name, it's not

something everyone gets to do everyday."

"It doesn't concern you at all that they're screwing?"

"I would appreciate it if you removed that vulgar word from

your vocabulary."

"I ain't gonna do that! Are you gonna throw me out?"

"No, but it's such a vulgar expression screwing, don't you

think?"

"What fucking difference does it make!"

"Temper, temper! Look, April...there how does that sound,

April?"

"I don't like it!"

"Look, April they've been mock mating since they were almost

two, to them it's the only thing in the world that probably really

matters to them, is each other. It's always been like that. It was

like that with me and Sandi."

"Sandi?"

"She was...a very special lady, my first wife. I still miss

her, but she was all that mattered to me, it didn't matter to me who

she was, how I was related to her, all that mattered was her and me

being together."

"You was related to her?"

"Not really, she was my step Aunt. We had a lot of good times

before she passed away," he said wiping his eyes. A man built like a

brick wall was brought down to tears by a woman that was dead. It was

unbelievable. "Look, it's just natural for this family to stay inside

itself. Those four are no different."

"You mean the rest of your kids...."

"Look it really doesn't matter. Just don't worry about it.

But you're right they shouldn't have been making out! You said Stacey

and Hawk?"

"Yes."

"I'm going to go up and talk with them then, why don't you go

and watch some holo-vision, you probably haven't seen much of it have

you?"

"No."

"Well, why don't you go do that, while I'm upstairs and then

we'll find something else that you might like to do, ok?"

"All right."

"And think about what you want to be called ok!"

"Yes," I hissed.

"If you want anything, I think Liza's in the laundry room."

"All right already!"

I wandered around a little finding my way over to the rack of

crystals for the holo-player. Just for the heck of it I popped one of

them into the player. The very first one. It was a couple they had

to be in their late teens and they were wrapped around each other

while a whole bunch of people looked on. I noticed Dick and Daniel

and another woman, that must have been Sandi, but the rest I didn't

know who they were.

"I haven't seen that one for a long time," Daniel said from

the doorway. I felt guilty at having porn on and her catching me with

it.

"I...I didn't realize what it was! I swear!"

"It's all right, there's nothing for you to be ashamed or

guilty of. That's Sandra and Paul mating for their first time.

Before they had their falling out. There's another one of them there,

I think it's about the fourth one in after they got back together.

"Oh yeah!" the young woman that was getting it moaned. She

had a huge cock buried inside of her. And the young man on top of her

had hair all the way down his back. Long golden hair. Almost like a

lion's mane. The camera kept sort of moving around them circling

them, as if trying to catch all the action.

She had enormous tits too. "Watch this there about to...."

"Oh yes!!!!" Sandra screamed as Paul thrust into her one more

time, hard and quick trying to hold himself off of her a little. The

camera moved so that it was taking up a position to see between there

legs and you could see a golden stream of what had to be semen

dripping from where they were joined.

"Who...who are they?"

"Sandra's my daughter. My very first child. Paul was Sandi's

baby boy. They were our first children. We we're all so proud of

them, we still are!"

"You let them screw too!"

"I heard you talking with Dick, you've got to understand we're

all very different than normal people. We don't stick to their rules

because they're not our own!

"The rules of soceity broke down a very long time ago for us

because they weren't right for us. They didn't let us...live the way

we felt we should.

"When do you think they first mock mated?"

"Screwed? I don't know judging by the age of Stacey, maybe

seven...."

"They were six months old. He crawled all the way from his

crib to hers and bent the bars of both cribs to be with her. That was

in the middle of the night while the rest of us were all asleep."

"They were the ones that chose to be together. And we let

them. I don't regret doing it, they're happier together than I've

seen a lot of other societies normal couples. Are you trying to say

it's wrong!"

"They're kids'll be retards or something!"

"They're grandparents now and there grandkids are stronger

than any other kids there own age. Don't judge our family because

we're a different kind of people. We're not really quite as human as

you are. We're stronger, smarter, faster, and we value our mates

beyond all else. Our kids have inherently known who they're mates

were.

"Some of them we're born within hours even minutes of each

other.

"Your welcome in this house April, your welcome to everything

we have but you need to accept us as we are. If you can't...well, I

pity you," she said before leaving the room. Elegantly even though

she was angry.

"I love you Paul," Sandra said hugging him.

"Oh shut up," I grumbled before yanking the crystal out of the

player.

"How could you!"

"Brad calm down!"

"Dad it's not bad enough you've got to go out and play

vigilanty, you've got to bring a witness home! How could you. How

could you endanger this family like that! You've got to get rid of

her!"

"How dare you tell me what I have to do! Your in my house and

unless somethings happened that I don't know about I'm still the head

of this family! I am not going to get rid of her she's as welcome as

any of you kids are here, which means she's welcome to stay as long as

she likes!"

"I had something more permanent in mind!"

"Don't you dare even think about it! She's under my care and

if you mess with her your messing with me, understood!"

"Dad, how can you justify ever taking a risk like this!"

"She needs people that she can trust and be able to relie on."

"And your it!"

"No, this family is it, and as far as I'm concerned she's a

part of it!"

"Dad you haven't even known her for more than two days!"

"I don't care Brad!"

"The four kids you have now alone will tear her apart! How do

you expect her to cope...."

"She's stronger than you think Brad!"

"Have you...."

"Of course not! That's not what I meant. What I meant was

she's lived most of her life out on the streets, and in some ways

she's stronger than all of us are."

"Granted but...."

"No buts!"

"Don't be so naive Dad! You can't just take someone off the

street like you did and expect them to be loyal to you!"

"I'm not naive! You are to respect my wishes, and I expect

you to treat her as part of this family! Do I make myself clear!"

"Yes!"

"Good, now make sure your brothers know!"

"Are you ready to tell me why you think it's your personal

duty to clean up the streets?"

"No! And it's none of your business, so don't bother asking

again!"

I couldn't believe what I'd overheard, so I was eavesdropping,

kill me. Dick actually fought with his son over allowing me into his

weird but nice family!

No one had ever stood up for me like that before. I had to

give them a chance even if it was only for Dick. But I was really

starting to like everyone else in the family. Ok, so they're a little

strange, but everyone is to a degree. Sure they believe in incest,

that didn't mean that I had to join them!

I was warm, had a full belly and could get almost anything I

wanted simply by asking for it. I was living better than I ever had

before. But still, there was what Brad had said about getting rid of

me. I didn't like the sound of it, not the way he put it. It didn't

sound particular friendly. In fact it was down right scary.

When he came out of the kitchen with Dick following closely

behind me he glared at me for a second and then pretended to put on a

smile. Not a very sincere one either.

"Are you waiting for me," Dick asked after he had shown Brad

out.

"Yes, Daniel wants to see you upstairs."

"All right, thanks sweetie," he said rubbing my hair with his

fingers.

"Don't call me that, and don't do that!"

"All right," he said with a smile. "Why don't you go find

Marge and Stacey and play with them? I think I saw them heading for

their room."

"I'll see," I grumbled. That was really starting to become my

major problem, boredom. They had nice stuff, and all but...nothing

really to do. In the end I ended up heading upstairs. By the sounds

of it, Dick and Daniel were making love, again! It was unbelievable

the amount of time he spent inside the bedroom with one, two or even

all three of his "wives."

When I went into the girls' room they were sitting on the bed

with some dolls, and doll clothes between them, kissing over top of

their toys.

"What are you two doing!"

"Kissing," Marge replied innocently.

"Why?"

"Don't you kiss people you love?"

"No! ...I...I haven't really loved anyone."

"Not even your mother?" Stacey said surprised.

"It's been a long time since I've seen my mother."

"What about your Daddy," Marge asked.

"Even longer," I mumbled sitting down on the bed and picking

up a pretty black doll outfit and fingering it.

"You haven't kissed anybody!" they said together shocked.

"Not in a very long time," I groaned sick of where this

conversation was.

"Has anyone kissed you?"

"Tried to, but I managed to get away."

"Why would you want to get away from someone kissing you?

It's fun!"

"I wouldn't know," I said looking up at Stacey.

"Can I kiss you," she asked shyly.

"Why would you want to do that?"

"Because I like you...and I want you to know how fun it is!

So can I?"

"I...." She didn't wait for me to speak another word she

shifted her weight so suddenly her lips were pressed against mine

before I could even blink. It was gentle and it seemed kind of

teasing almost, in a way. And it ended with the same quickness as it

began.

She was sitting exactly where she had been brushing the dolls

hair like nothing had happened. I was almost ready to believe she had

never even kissed me until Marge asked "Can I kiss you too?"

"I...I..." I said softly not sure why my voice was so soft and

not sure why I was agreeing to being kissed again. Marge was

different than Stacey she took her time getting up, she took her time

kissing me, and she never ended it. I brought it to a quick end when

she tried to stick her tongue into my mouth.

"Yuck, what did you do that for," I said wiping my mouth.

Stacey was staring wide-eyed at me like I was the dumbest person on

the planet, and Marge looked like she was shaken a little bit by my

abrupt end to her long kiss.

"What do you mean. I...I just kissed you, that's all."

"Just kissed me! You tried to shove your tongue down my

throat."

"So? What's wrong with that," Stacey asked looking at me.

"It's...it's sick!"

"No it isn't!" Marge said defensively.

"Yes it is!"

"You never even let me do it! How do you know, you haven't

even been kissed before! Your nothing but a big sissy!"

"You think if I had of let you finish I would have like it!"

"Yes!"

"And you?" I said looking at Stacey.

"Yes!" she replied.

"Fine, kiss me again," I told her, I couldn't believe what I

was saying just because somebody called me a sissy. She did, and she

stuck her little tongue as far into my mouth as she could get it. It

felt kind of...kind of disgusting at first but after a few seconds of

her sliding her tongue against mine, it actually started to feel kind

of fun.

But I never admitted it, and then Stacey wanted a turn to try

and convince me. She kissed me even longer than she did the first

time and she moved her little tongue around my mouth pretty good,

finding exactly where it felt best.

Some time while Stacey and I were kissing their brothers came

in, and when we stopped they were standing right where I was looking

when I looked up.

"What are you's doing," Hawk asked grinning at us.

"We're trying to show her how good kissing is!" Marge told

them.

"And how's it going," Travis said looking at me.

"She thinks using your tongue while kissing is disgusting.

We've been trying to show her that it isn't, but...we can't seem to

convince her, why don't you two have a try."

"No it's all right," I said holding my hands up starting to

get up.

"Let them kiss you, they're pretty good at it," Stacey said

with a faint smile on her lips. "If you don't like kissing with your

tongue after they get to kiss you, we won't do it to you any more."

"All right then, one kiss each!" I said surprised at myself

for even letting this go on. Hawk moved infront of me getting Stacey

to move a little further towards the head of the bed and sat down

infront of me. Then he kissed me.

He slid his tongue over my lips wetting them a little before

he pressed his lips against mine, then slipped his tongue over my lips

into my mouth sliding over my teeth and flicked his tongue at mine.

Then after getting no response from me, he slid his tongue beneath

mine and started swirling great big circles around it.

Then it was over, and he sat their staring at me for some

response. All I had to say was "next" before his expression turned to

disapointment.

When Travis sat down he stared at my lips for a couple of

moments. I felt like I had a split lip, my lips felt so big. Then he

leaned forward a little and instead of pressing his lips against me

wrapped his arm around my neck and drew me closer to him.

Then he tilted his head to mine and brought his lips against

mine and I lost track of everything but his tongue playing around in

my mouth. Then my tongue responding to his almost as if it had a life

of its own. I didn't want it to. I kept willing myself to stop, but

something kept pushing me on.

I was only ten, I had no sex drive but something he was doing

stirred something so deep inside of me.... When he stopped I didn't

even realize it for a second, and I actually had to open my eyes. And

it slipped out from my mouth before I even thought about it, a single

word. "Wow!"

It was deep and raspy and I didn't even realize it was my own

voice for a few moments before the realization that he was smiling

down at me sunk in. I was lying on my back on the bed, there was

giggling going on somewhere nearby.

Then he gave my nose a little kiss before I realized something

else, his hand was between my legs rubbing me. "You little creep!" I

shouted pushing him off of me. Then the giggling turned to laughter.

The second I managed to get my balance again I ran out of the

room into the one that had been mine for the last few days. "April!"

Travis called from the other side of my locked door. "Come on we

weren't laughing at you!"

"Go away!"

"Come on April!"

"What's going on!" Dick's voice rumbled through the door.

"We were playing and April...she got confused, she thought we

were laughing at her...."

"Were you?"

"No! Dad, honest we weren't! But she won't believe me!"

"Go back to your room! April, open the door please." I did

as I was told before turning back to finish the packing that I had

started.

"What are you doing," he asked sitting down on the bed beside

the little bundle that I had on top of a towel.

"Packing!"

"What for?" he said as I got the little bit of money that

they'd let me keep from the shopping trip we had made. "Did they make

fun of you?"

"No!"

"Then what is it?"

"Nothing."

"Don't tell me that, and please look at me when we talk," he

said turning me to face him. "Your crying!"

"No kidding!" I sniffed. I don't know why I was, there was

certainly nothing to cry about, I'd been teased and picked on by the

street gangs, and everybody else with a shoe to shine on my ass, but

I'd never cried over it before!

"Why are you crying?"

"I don't know! Just leave me alone."

"Come here," he told me giving a suggestive tug on my hands.

"No."

"Come on April!"

"Don't call me that!"

"Then what should I call you?"

"I don't know," I whined.

"Why don't tomorrow we go down to the hospital and we'll see

if they have your name on record."

"I'm not going to be here tomorrow! I'm leaving. Right now!"

"Shhh," he whispered pulling me into his arms hugging me.

He just sat there and held me, telling me it was all right for

me to cry and to let it all out.

I don't know where it all came from but I cried till I was

exhausted. When I was finally done he lifted me up in one of his arms

took my little bundle off the bed setting it on top of the dresser.

Then tucked me into bed.

Then he took the little bit of money I still had clutched in

my hand and set it down on the nightable beside the bed. After

shutting out the light he gave me a kiss on the cheek and left.

I still felt like the best thing to do was leave but I was so

tired all I really felt like doing was sleeping.

"April, April," someone said shaking me a little.

"What...what is it!"

"Shhh...you'll wake everybody up!"

"What do you want," I said wiping my eyes and trying to sit up

at the same time.

"I want to apologize."

"What...Travis!"

"I want to apologize."

"For what?"

"What happened earlier, I shouldn't have done it."

"Trav...your naked!"

"I suppose that offends you too. I'm sorry! I didn't think,

I just slipped out of the bed...."

"Is that all you wanted!"

"Are...are you going to leave because of what I did?"

"I don't know."

"Please don't go. I'm sorry, I really am!"

"What do you care if I go or stay?"

"I like you."

"You mean you want'a make me!"

"What do you mean make you?"

"Screw me, fuck me, you know...."

"Oh, you mean mock mate!"

"What ever, it's all the same, you getting inside of me."

"Well you are very attractive but that has nothing to do with

this!"

"Oh no?"

"No! It's rough out on those streets, I know, I just don't

want you to get hurt."

"How do you know what it's like out there. Don't worry about

me I can take care of myself!"

"Stacey can too, but...."

"But what?"

"Never mind I'm not supposed to tell anyone!"

"Fine don't tell me."

"I would but Dad made us promise not to tell anyone."

"Is it about the trouble she got in?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Dick told me, nothing specific, just that one of us had

gotten into some trouble."

"I really shouldn't tell you...."

"Then don't!"

"But, I will if you promise not to tell anyone else. I owe

you that much."

"Travis you don't owe me anything!"

"Do you want to hear this or not," he asked sitting down on

the bed.

"All right," I replied shifting a little further away from

him.

"Well, a couple of months ago Stacey was coming home from our

nephew's place and she...well...some guys...they grabbed her. She

thought it was sort of a game at first and she played with them the

way we like to play some times, by throwing each other around.

"But they ended up pinning her down," Travis said with anger

creeping into his voice. "They took turns...what did you call it,

'making her.' They didn't care what they did to her. It was lucky

that Hawk and I were walking by. If we hadn't...."

"The two of you fought them off of her?"

"No."

"Then what did you do?"

"We killed them."

"You...."

"Yes. Stacey's vagina was sore for weeks afterwards. Not

because of what they did but because of what they left in her. Her

body just couldn't take it.

"We told Dad after it happened, he was very...upset about it.

He went out and then after awhile came back and made us all promise

not to say anything about it."

"He left it at that?"

"He's been keeping closer to us and we're not allowed to go

out alone anymore."

"You actually killed someone?" I said still disbelieving.

"Yes."

"How, with a knife, a gun, what?"

"My teeth, my hands...."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"I don't believe you."

"Fine don't believe me. It doesn't matter to me."

"Ok...."

"All right it does matter."

"All right, I believe you," I laughed.

"Now remember you promised not to tell!"

"I won't.... Is there something else you wanted," I asked

after a few moments when he showed no sign of leaving.

"Well, when I slipped out I kind of lost my space on the bed.

Would it be all right if I...slept here, with you?"

"I...uh...."

"I won't be any bother I promise. And it will be just sleep."

"You promise?" I said looking doubtfully at him.

"I swear!"

"All right then," I couldn't believe what I was saying. "But

only for tonight!"

"All right," he replied hiding what looked like a smile. He

climbed into bed beside me and glanced at what I was wearing.

"Why don't you get undressed?"

"I don't think so!"

"You'll be more comfortable."

"It's always been safer to stay dressed."

"That was on the street, your not there right now. Plus

you've got me to protect you."

"Isn't that right now what I need protection from in the first

place. No, I think it would be best if I stayed the way I am."

"All right," he sighed wrapping his arm over my waist.

"What are you doing?" I demanded.

"Nothing," he replied pulling me tight against his chest his

hard on sticking me in the butt.

"How can you call this nothing!"

"Because that's what it is."

"Who are you kidding your humping my ass!"

"I am not!"

"No then what do you call it?"

"Cuddling. Now relax and let's just get some sleep."

"How am I suppose to relax with you hanging on me?"

"I'm not hanging on you."

"I don't think this is going to work!"

"Get undressed, I promise everything will be better."

"I am not getting undressed! Why don't you just go back to

your own bed."

"Because I don't want to sleep alone."

"Well, where are your sisters?"

"Stacey and I had been sleeping together but when I got up she

climbed into bed with Marge and Hawk."

"So you expect me to strip, spread my legs and let you do what

ever you want?"

"No, of course I don't!"

"Good because it's never going to happen!"

"Don't say never. Never is such a long time."

"It's never gonna happen!"

"Look just don't decide on what hasn't happened yet. I know

you aren't really old enough, but I'm willing to wait."

"What do you mean wait! I ain't no slut, even if I did grow

up on the street!"

"I didn't say you were!"

"If anybody around here's a slut its you. Your the one

that...." I got out before his lips were on mine and his tongue was

frolicking around in my mouth. It was even better than the last time.

"What did you do that for," I gasped trying to sound angry

when he broke the kiss. Then he kissed me again, this time drawing me

closer to him until I was firmly pressed against his young body.

"Stop it!"

"Stop what?"

"Kissing me!"

"Why? Don't you like it. I like you and I like kissing you."

"Well, I don't!"

"Then why do you act like you like you do?"

"Travis get out of here, let me go back to sleep!"

"I can't sleep with you?"

"No!"

"Please!"

"No Travis. Now get out!"

"What if I said no!"

"Then you'll get a good taste of my fist!"

"No," he said smiling. I lunged out and hit him across the

face with my fist. He turned his head enough to soften the blow to my

fist and turned back grinning and licked my lips. "I like playing

rough. Hit me again!" he growled.

"Just go, huh!"

"Fine," he grumbled giving my lips a quick kiss. "I'll go and

sleep all by myself.

"Go already!"

"Well Lala...I can't believe your mother named you Lala Barley

Frantzn, Jez, I'm not surprised you forgot your name."

"Yeah...."

"You've been quiet all day what's wrong?"

"Nothings wrong! I...I just got stuff on my mind that's all."

"You mean besides your name?"

"Yes."

"Would you like to share your thoughts with me. It might

help."

"No."

"Ok, you don't have to bite my head off!"

"I'm sorry."

"Hungry Lala?"

"A little. I don't really like that name!"

"I don't blame you."

"I...I liked April better."

"Do you want me to keep calling you April?"

"I...I guess."

"Well I don't have to...."

"I like it better than Lala."

"Ok, we'll stick with April then, all right?"

"Thanks."

"April come on!" Stacey said excidetly sticking her head into

my room.

"Why, what is it?"

"It's bath time! Come on!"

"What are you talking about!"

"It's Wednesday, it's bath day!"

"What do you mean bath day?"

"It's bathday!"

"Yes, but what's bathday?"

"Bathday," she said as if I was stupid or something, "is

bathday!"

"Yes, I understand, but what's bathday!"

"Bathday is, well...."

"I know, I know bathday, but what does it mean exactly."

"Well, Daddy bought a...a whirl pool when we were two. Every

Wednesday all of us get to go and have a bath in it together. Your

coming aren't you?"

"I...I don't....."

"Come on April you've got to!"

"All I've got to do is get old and die!"

"Come on April you've got to! It'll be fun!"

"I don't have a swimsuit!"

"Swimsuit, it's a bath. You don't wear a swimsuit for a

bath!"

"But you said everyone was going to be there!"

"They are, now come on!"

"But...."

"Oh come on, it's fun!"

"But you said everyone's going to be there!"

"Yeah so?"

"So? So? So everyone's going to be there! You expect me to

take my clothes off and get into a tub with your family!"

"Oh April it's just a bath!"

"Well, I don't wanna!"

"Come on! It's fun!"

"Stacey!" I complained as she grabbed my hands and tugged on

them.

"Come on I promise you'll like it!"

"But...."

"Everybody else will be the same. Look at me," she said

untying her robe exposing her completely naked eight year old body.

"It isn't a horrible thing to show others your body. Your body isn't

something to be ashamed of. So are you coming," she said tying her

robe up.

"Stacey, I don't know...."

"Come on...please! If your lucky maybe one of our mothers

will feed you. You'll like that too. Infact, I think you'll like

that better than you've ever liked anything before in your life."

"Well...."

"Come on," she said tugging me out of the room. "Come on!"

Dick was standing in the water getting into the small pool

with his large cock wavering in the air infront of him.

Beside him Daniel was just sitting down beside him her breasts

just barely touching the water.

Everyone else was already in the small tub. When Stacey

proded me again everyone turned and looked up at us.

"Stacey," Jessica said looking at her. "You know April

doesn't have to come down here with us."

"Oh Mom, she wanted to!" Stacey replied throwing her robe over

a bench and jumping into the water near Dick.

"Is that true," Dick asked looking at me while Stacey climbed

up on his lap and kissed his cheek.

"Well I...."

"You don't have to if you don't want to, your not part of the

family, we'll understand," Liza said.

"Hold on now," Dick said glancing at Liza. "She's as much a

part of this family as she wants to be. So what do you say April,

your welcome to join us if you want. And if your uncomfortable I

guess you could wear your panties and T-shirt if you want."

"All right," I said softly trying to ignore the small smile on

Travis' face. It felt like everyone was watching me while I took my

socks and jeans off before timidly approaching the water.

Travis seemed a little disappointed that I wasn't taking more

off, or more to the point all of Dick's kids looked a little

disappointed.

I sat down next to Daniel so the boys couldn't start anything

with me. "So what are we supposed to do in here?"

"Nothing," Marge giggled from between Hawk and Travis.

"That's not true, it's to relax and spend some time together,"

Jessica said sinking into the water a little more.

"Dad can April..." I heard Stacey say before it turned into a

whisper in his ear.

"Oh, I don't know honey, that's up to her and your mothers.

Why don't you ask them?"

"Mom," Stacey called making her way to Liza's lap and

whispering in her ear too.

When Stacey finished Liza glanced at me before turning back to

Stacey. "Ok I guess but only if she wants to."

"Thank you," Stacey said grinning before thrashing her way

over to me.

"Come on. Mommy will do it. But you should at least take

your shirt off."

"What will she do?"

"Feed you silly come on!"

"Feed me! What are you...."

"Come on April trust me, you'll like it."

"What...."

"Take your shirt off," she said tugging at my shirt.

"Stacey," Dick warned.

"Come on, you've got to show her some respect," she said

tugging at my shirt again.

"Stacey, if she doesn't want to let her be," Liza told her.

"She wants to!" she told them loudly and then turned to me and

in close to a whisper said "Don't you?"

"I...I guess," I said letting her pull the shirt over my head.

"But how...."

"Come on," she said taking my hand and pulling me over to

Liza. I looked around and Dick smiled at me before he turned back to

the conversation he was having with Daniel and Jessica. The other

three kids seemed like they were busy talking to each other. No one

was really paying attention to the three of us.

"Come here," Liza said softly smiling at me. "Now your sure

you want this?"

"I don't even know what this is."

"Stacey, I thought...."

"Mom, please...."

"All right, come here," Liza said softly holding her arms out

to me. She sat me down on her lap and sat up a little straighter then

cupped her breast in her hand and held it expectantly.

"Breast milk? I ain't no baby!"

"Just drink," Stacey said softly motioning me towards Liza's

breast.

"No," I said and Liza looked between Stacey and me.

"Just try it, just once, please! For me!" Stacey said softly.

Her pleading was sickening so despite my better judgement I took

Liza's nipple in my mouth and started to suckle. I was hating myself

for even touching another woman when the first drop of warm milk

touched my tongue.

It was absolutely like nothing I'd ever tasted before, it was

delicious. When I swallowed it, it felt like a warm thick liquid

going down warming my insides until I was completely calm and relaxed

from the tip of my hair to my toes. It was a wonderful feeling. I

sat on her lap and suckled first from the one breast then when I'd

finished it I suckled from the other one.

When I finished Liza bent her head down and kissed my

forehead. I sat there in her lap for a while just loving the feeling

of warmth and security. She held me and everything around us seemed

to turn into a hazy dream.

She held me and talked to people around the pool not letting

go of me one bit. I could feel the soft low rumble of her voice with

my ear to her chest. It was just like a lulaby lulling me to sleep.

When I woke up it was dark outside my window and I was lying

on my bed. I had been tucked under the covers and my hair had been

tied up in a towel. I was starving, and when I glanced at the clock

at the side of my bed I realized that I had slept for nearly seven

hours.

I threw the covers off and found that my panties were gone and

I was completly naked. I didn't feel like someone had made me though.

So I touched myself just to make sure there wasn't any residue. There

wasn't. I'd been raped before. Once when I was eight, and I wasn't

going to ever let it happen again.

I dressed and went down stairs. There wasn't a sound in the

house except for the floor creaking under my feet in certain spots.

When I reached the door to the kitchen it looked like a small light

was on. When I pushed the door open and went in the fridge was open

and in the dim light of it I could see Liza completely naked standing

infront of it drinking from an orange juice bottle.

Her large breasts had a certain appeal to me, they were

beautiful and produced a nectar fit for a God as far as I was

concerned. I cleared my throat trying to catch her attention but when

it didn't I flicked on the kitchen light.

She turned blinking to look at me. "Oh hi," she said softly

putting the lid back on the orange juice. "Boy you were really out

there weren't you?"

"Yeah...I guess.... I can't believe I fell asleep."

"Don't worry about it," she said pulling out a plate of food.

"You're probably hungry aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Well I'm absolutely famished. Why don't we have a late

dinner together?"

"Sure, I guess," I said watching her pull out plates from the

fridge and set them on the table. A lot of plates. So many that I

thought there was no way that between the two of us that we could eat

it all.

She didn't look like she was concerned in the least about me

seeing her naked. And I suppose for the few women that I had seen

naked she was beautiful.

When she had finished placing the left overs on the table she

got the rest of the jug of orange juice and some friz juice and put

them on the table. We ate together talking about almost nothing, and

she put the food away. I couldn't believe it. I had my little plate

and some friz juice, but she put away all the rest of the food and the

orange juice.

"How can you eat so much!" I said when she was wiping her

mouth and she smiled at me.

"It wasn't that hard. I was hungry."

"Yeah, but...."

"All right, I'll tell you a secret but you can't tell the kids

we haven't told them yet! Ok?"

"Ok."

"You promise not to say anything?" she said nearly grinning.

"I promise."

"I'm pregnant."

"Thats...that's...nice."

"Nice? It's a little better than nice. It's wonderful."

"If you say so."

"Why? Don't you think having babies is something miraculous?"

"No. Look, what happened to me, I was born my parents didn't

like taking care of me and I ended up on the street. Taking care of

myself."

"Yes, and if you don't mind me saying so I think they were

fools. Your a wonderful girl. I would have been proud to call you my

daughter."

"Yeah, sure."

"April, I would have! I take care of my babies. I'd give my

life up to keep them safe. I could never let them come to any harm."

"Would you, would you really?"

"Yes, without a second thought!"

"Then I wish you were my mother. Mine didn't give a damn

whether I was safe, hell she didn't care if I was dead or alive."

"Now I'm sure that's not true!"

"You weren't there I was. All she cared about was her drugs!"

"Well I'm sorry for you and her. For you having to grow up

like that and for her not realizing the true gift she had."

"When is it due?"

"For one they are not an it. There's Thomas and Sara," she

said rubbing her stomach. "And they're due in about eight months.

We've just been waiting for the right time to tell their brother and

sisters.

"Would you like to feel, there not moving much right now

but...."

"But they're only a month old!"

"That hasn't stopped them yet."

"I...I guess," I said moving around the table to touch her

stomach. "Wow." They were actually moving a little bit. I couldn't

believe it. I didn't think babies move until they were older than a

month.

I didn't mean to look down any further but it was just a

glance there was a golden fluid that was on the insides of her thighs

moving a little towards the dark golden curls of her pubic hair.

"That's Dick's," she said seeing me looking and scooped it up

in her fingers. "He gets excited when there is a pregnant woman

around. We all get lots of love then...would you like to taste it?"

"I...no!"

"It won't hurt you," she said softly looking at me staring at

the stuff moving a little in her hand.

"No thanks."

"All right," she said giving me a little smile before licking

it off her hand. "Will you tell me something?"

"Depends," I said sitting back down in my chair.

"How did you and Dick meet. None of us can get a word out of

him about it!"

He was keeping it from his wives. Why? He had told me to

keep it a secret about what he was doing but why was he keeping it

from them? "He made me promise not to tell."

"About how you two met. Why?"

"I can't say."

"Ok, if he wants to keep it that big of a secret, fine! I

better get back upstairs," she said getting up and kissing my head.

"Don't stay up too long ok?"

"All right," I said softly. I sat there for a few minutes

thinking about why Dick was keeping his nightlife a secret. When I

got up instead of going upstairs I went out into the living room and

placed one of the crystals in the holo-player.

I watched it from begining to end. It was another couple,

this time they must have been younger than the first because Sandra

and Paul were sitting at the table. The couple were screwing on top

of what looked like a kitchen table.

When it was done I replaced it in the rack and put the next

one in. The couple that was in this one looked like they had been in

the other two, but there was a greater age difference between them.

The girl being younger.

When it was done, I replaced it this time I noticed that they

was actually names written beneath the crystals on the shelf. The

second one had been Brad and Laura. The third was Clark and Angela.

The fourth one, which I picked up was labeled Dick and Samantha.

It wasn't the Dick that was upstairs, but he looked somewhat

similar. And the girl, Samantha looked close to the same age as the

boy she was with.

I was begining to believe that a set of balls and an even

bigger cock for the boys and big tits on the girls were a family

trait. In the background was a single girl, and she didn't look very

happy, she looked the exact opposite. She was nearly in tears. She

left the scene halfway through the crystal.

The next crystal was labeled Dick and Liza. When I put it in

the player I expected to see the younger Dick and someone that had a

similar name to Liza. But when it started playing I was sort of

shocked to find out I was wrong. It was Liza and she looked like she

was about thirteen, she was the same girl that had been in the fourth

crystal.

She looked happier, a lot happier, she was grinning and

laughing out of pleasure while Dick, the man upstairs, made love to

her. She clung to him out of pure glee.

When it finally sunk in I couldn't believe it, Dick said the

whole family almost stayed inside of itself. Liza was his daughter!

That was the only explanation I could come up with. He said he was a

lot older than he looked.

How cou