"Have you gone to bed with Dad yet," Sandra asked me straightly rubbing her

plump belly.

"No, of course I haven't!"

"Why not it's been over six years, and all your doing is wasting time!"

"Sandra, I don't see how sleeping with my own brother could be anything but

wasting my time."

"He's let you stay in his house for nearly five years without paying a

cent!"

"I clean the house!"

"Oh wow Jessica, he really asked you to move in to be a maid."

"I know but that's all I can do. Besides just because he wants me to sleep

with him doesn't mean that I have to!"

"Have you been dating?"

"I've gone out a couple of times."

"Did you ever make love to your dates?" I could always count on Sandra to

be blunt, especially about sex and love.

"No, I didn't!"

"Then why don't you sleep with Dad? You both love each other. Why not

make love? I promise you'll enjoy it more than you would with anyone else."

"Sandra, he's my brother."

"So, Paul's mine!" She was referring to the Paul that by the ceremony the

rest of the family saw as legitimate she was married to. Also the Paul that

had fathered the child she was carrying. "And I love him more than life

itself. I couldn't imagine not making love to him."

"But Sandra, you said yourself a thousand times that I'm different from

you's."

"You could be like us, all you've got to do is just make love to Dad and

you will be. You just need to be initiated."

"Sandra there is no way I am going to make love to your father!"

"Why not? Besides him being your brother, is there any other reason for

you not going to bed with him?"

"Sandra...."

"Don't you find him caring?"

"Yes."

"Loving?"

"Yes but Sandra...."

"Fun to be around?"

"Of course."

"Appreciative?"

"Yes of course he is...."

"Would he ever hurt you?"

"Of course not!"

"Sexy?"

"Sandra that's really nothing I should even be thinking about."

"Well do you? Does he get your juices flowing?"

"Sandra!"

"Well?"

"...Yes," I groaned just to get her to shut up. Like there was any hope

for that.

"Then why don't you make love with him?"

"Because!"

"You, yourself just basically described him as the perfect man, except for

the fact that he's your brother. Unless of course you prefer a man that

will beat you? If you want to get out of feeling as miserable as you've

looked for the last few years let your heart decide. It already knows what

it wants. Oh damn it!"

"What is it?" I asked her as she threw a package of noodles into the food

cart.

"Brad's graduation is in less than an hour and if we don't hurry he's going

to be furious at us!"

"I still can't understand why your brother wants to be a cop."

"Neither do I, but he's worked four long hard years at the police academy.

So I guess it's what he wants. And if he wants it, then we'll stand behind

him."

"Well, I just hope he knows what he's doing," I said as we walked through

the grocery scanner. "He's got a wife, and now a baby on the way to

support."

"Well, I don't think there could ever be a better cop than one of us. But

it doesn't mean Laura's not going to worry herself sick every time he goes

out on duty." Sandra pressed her hand to the hand scanner which deducted

the total from the joint bank account she had with Paul.

"I'd worry too, if my husband was going out everyday with the streets as

bad as they are now adays. It's terrible. If I wasn't with you I don't

think I'd even think twice about going out at all."

"It's not that bad."

"Yes it is, I heard the other night on the holo-news that a girl of sixteen

was grabbed when she came out of a corner store. Then she was raped, and

murdered in front of a dozen witnesses. And nothing happened, the cops

didn't find nothing out. They interviewed all the witnesses and they all

said they didn't see anything."

"Do you want to stop at McDonalds before we go?"

"Sure, now...."

"All right, I accept that it has gotten a little more dangerous around

here."

"That's right!" I said as I closed the passenger door behind me. "And it's

horrible that Brad is going to be out in that mess with no real protection."

"Jessica, if any one is more protected to be a cop than any one its one of

us!"

"I suppose, your probably right about that."

"If you started making love with Dad you'd never have to worry about being

safe again."

"Why is it so important to you that I sleep with Dick anyway?"

"I don't know...I guess its partly because I want to see you both happy.

Plus, your the first woman that he's even been interested in...since...Momma

Sandi died.

"Besides, I wouldn't mind having a second mother again. Especially if she

was you."

"You must be so proud," Sandra said smiling as her and Laura attempted to

hug with an equivalence of four pillows between them.

"Oh, I am," Laura replied nearly in tears as she glanced at Brad. "I

couldn't be mated to a better man."

"No, you couldn't," Brad teased bending over to kiss Laura's full lips.

"Paul was really sorry he couldn't come. He had to take care of the bar.

He thought Dad deserved to be here more than he did."

"That's all right Sandra, tell him thank you."

"I've got a present for you though. But it's a little big so if it's all

right I'll follow you back home and give it to you after Dad's little

party?"

"That sounds fine," Brad told her before Dick pinched my arm.

"You all right Jes? You seem a little out of it."

"Huh, yeah. I was just thinking."

"Oh. About what?" he said wrapping his arm around my waist.

"About how I'd hurt the man that put his hands on me without asking," I

said glaring at him, specifically at his arm. But he still didn't move it,

in fact all he did was tighten his grip around me. As usual.

"Go find your wife Dick, she likes your affections!"

"And you don't?"

"Not particularly!"

"All you need to fix that disposition of yours is a night of wild

passionate love ma...."

"I'm not going to bed with you Dick," I told him angrily. "How many times

do I have to tell you that before you get it into your head. For gods sakes

I'm your sister!"

"Shhhh...not so loud, I've been telling everyone that your my mistress!"

Dick told me grinning.

"How...how could you!"

"I wanted to make sure none of these little boys tried to pick you up!"

"What if I had of wanted one of these men to pick me up?"

"I wouldn't have let them!"

"Dick it's my life, let me live it. Quit being so over protective!"

"I'm not being over protective, jealous maybe, selfish definitely! I want

you Jes. I want to take you as a mate!"

"Dick quit fooling around!"

"I'm not fooling around, but this isn't the place to discuss it," he said

looking around, smiling and nodding if he came across someone he knew.

"I don't care Dick, you can talk till you're blue in the face. I'm not

discussing it again!"

"Fine," he growled "we'll finish it right now!" He squeezed me even

tighter so I couldn't get away and pulled me away from the gathering.

"Dick, let me go!" I shouted as he pinned me to the wall with his body.

"No! Not until we've finished this! This has been six years in coming

Jes." His body was so hard and taut pressed against me, his shirt nearly

busting at the buttons. I didn't really mean to open my legs the little bit

that I did, where he settled his large, big cock between my thighs. It was

just that he was projecting such a strong aura, just like always.

"Now your going to listen to me aren't you," he demanded.

I bit my bottom lip to fight the urge of kissing him and not trusting my

voice nodded. "Good," he said easing back off of me a little easing some of

the tension.

"Jes, I've been waiting six years for you. I've been without Sandi for so

long. I want to have another mate again. I'm ready for it. And I want you

Jes. I don't want to wait for you to make up your mind anymore. I'm tired

of waiting.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, but...."

"But nothing Jes. I want you, I want you so bad!"

"You can't be deciding my life for me," I shouted at him surprised at the

strength of my voice.

"I'm not trying to," he said softly catching me off guard by his sudden

gentleness. "I'm asking you to be my mate Jessica."

"Dick you have a wife what would you want me around for."

"Jes, I want you because I love you. I've told Becky about how I feel

towards you. Hell she's known since you first came here that time with mom

and Dad for Sandra's wedding."

"And what did she say?"

"She said she'd welcome you to our bed, and she was happy about you being

in bed with us Jes."

"But Dick I'm your sister!"

"So?"

"It's not right!"

"To who?"

"Dick!"

"To who Jes! You were my sister for only seven years."

"It's not my fault you...."

"I what?"

"...abandoned me!"

"I never did any such thing!"

"Oh no? Dick you were fourteen when you left home. I was seven. You went

off and got married to Aunt Sandi of all people!"

"She was our step Aunt," Dick corrected "and a very wonderful loving caring

gorgeous woman!"

"Still, and then you had Paul and Sandra and two wives! What did I have.

Mom was so upset after you left. I thought maybe you'd died or something at

first.

"Then I thought you'd left because I didn't...didn't do what you wanted me

to do in the bathroom."

"Jes. I never left you, not like that anyway, and certainly not for what

happened in that bathroom!"

"Well that's how I felt."

"Well, we're together now."

"But you don't want me!"

"What? Yes I do! Where have you been for the last six years!"

"That's not what I mean. I mean you don't want your sister. You want a

lover! You want me to be your lover, just like you did when I was seven!"

"We were never lovers then, we have a chance to now. Let's take it Jes.

We can spend the rest of our lives together, the way we want to, together."

"Dick that's what you want!"

"Tell me what you want then?"

"A husband, children, a house."

"We have a house! We can have children!"

"You and me?" I said surprised. "Children?"

"It's not that unbelievable is it," he asked taking my hands in his and

intertwining our fingers.

"But you've got kids already!"

"There nearly all out of the house, besides there not our kids."

"Dick what your talking about can never happen!"

"Why couldn't it?"

"Dick, your my brother!"

"A life time ago, yes, I was."

"Dick, your still my brother. Now and until the day we die, we are brother

and sister. You can't ignore that Dick!"

"I will marry you Jessica, you wouldn't just live...."

"Dick we can't get married, the marriage...."

"I don't mean the rest of the worlds marriage. I mean the only one that

counts, by the laws that Sandra and her sisters set out. They state

specifically that a household could comprise of three mates, no more. I

want you to be my second mate. Our third mate."

"Dick, surely you don't really mean that!"

"Why don't I? I've meant it every day since you moved here Jes, why

wouldn't I mean it now? I want you as my mate."

"Your wife?"

"Yes."

"Dick...." It came out almost as a whine. I felt so helpless. He wanted

me. Completely and fully. And I wasn't any surer of what I wanted than

when I first decided to stay with Dick. I stayed even though I knew I was

in for come on's every day. And soft little caresses that he thought I

never knew about. After all this time I still had no idea what I had been

thinking when I moved in.

"Jes. I don't know how to make this easier on you. I don't know how I can

put it so that I can tell you how much I love you. I have no idea what I

can possibly say to express to you anything you don't already know."

"Dick...."

"Look, Jes. I'll make you a deal."

"Dick, I will not become a prostitute, not for you or anyone!"

"I didn't mean that kind of a deal. What I mean is...look I know you don't

think it's right. Not to jump straight into bed together cold."

"Dick, I don't want to jump into bed with you at all."

"Well, we're going to try and remedy that," he said softly almost in a

whisper before kissing me, a full wonderful sensual kiss. One that I had

been curious about for a long time. And it was wonderful.

"Dick..." I whispered after weakly pushing on his chest to get him away

from me.

"Give us a chance Jes, all I'm asking is you give us a chance."

"We're brother and sister!"

"Forget that, just remember what's important."

"And what's that?"

"This," he said laying his hand over my heart and kissing me. A drowsy

warm loving kiss, one that David (my ex-husband) could never have

accomplished. It was so right, I felt like I was floating on air.

"Give me seven days."

"What?"

"Seven days, one week."

"W-what for?"

"To treat you as my girlfriend, to kiss and hug you. To have some romance.

To hold you. To treat you as a woman. To treat you like you should be

treated."

"Dick...."

"I mean it Jes, give me one week, and if you haven't changed your mind...as

hard as it will be...I'll leave you alone. I won't ask you to go to bed. I

won't tell you how gorgeous you look, how sweet you smell. And how much

better you smell when it's your time of the month...one week Jes. Just one

week!"

"Dick...please don't ask that of me."

"I am Jessica, I'm asking you to let me treat you like a woman, for one

week. If you haven't decided to join me in bed before the week is over you

get what you want; to be left alone."

"You mean I don't have to sleep with you...as your girlfriend?"

"No, not unless you want to.... Jes, one week, just one week that's all

I'm asking for. One week to make you feel special, one week that could

change our lives for the rest of our lives. For the better Jes!

"If you do accept that, and you still want to stay after one month, we'll

call Dad to come and we'll ask him to marry us."

"Dick...marriage? Come on we're brother an...."

"I told you forget that."

"How can I?"

"Don't worry, I'll keep you busy enough not to think about it. As long as

you promise me to trust your heart and what it tells you.

"I've been honest with you every step of the way Jes, I want you to be

honest with me. But most of all I want you to be honest with yourself. Do

you promise?"

"Dick...all right."

"Does that mean we have a deal? You'll give me one week?"

"After that you'll leave me alone?"

"After the week is up you can do what you want. If you wish to be loved

and mated to me, we will be. If you want me never to mention taking you to

bed again...I won't."

"And we don't have to have sex during the week?"

"Not unless you want to."

"You won't clip my wings from going where ever I want?"

"As long as you spend at least three hours every day with me, you can do

what ever you want with the rest of the day. But that's only a minimum, if

you want to spend more, that's fine with me too."

"And I don't have to do anything I don't want to?"

"No, but to be fore warned, I do expect to kiss you alot," Dick said giving

me a quick kiss on the nose.

"Well...as long as you won't make me do anything I don't want to do, all

right. One week. That's it. One week from today."

"No."

"What?"

"I'd love to start today, kissing you every chance I get, but the day is

half gone, and I want a full seven days."

"Fine, starting tomorrow then, but only one week! After that you leave me

alone!"

"Fine. Deal?"

"Deal!" I told him quickly before I could allow myself to think about it.

Sticking my hand out. He looked at it, ignored it and kissed me, lifting me

right up off of my feet and crushing me against his solid wide chest.

When he put me down, I fought hard to push the haze back out of my head

forcing myself not to lean against the wall to help support my rubbery legs.

He smiled, blew me a kiss and then went back in. I knew then, that it was

going to be the longest week of my life.

The second he disappeared through the door, I fell back against the wall to

lean against it for strength. Compared to Dick, David didn't even exist.

David was a handsome jock in university where I met him, he was built, but

he never really took pleasure in pleasuring me, but I was young and in

"love" with him.

I had dropped out of university when he asked me to marry him, and I

started working as a waitress in a bar to keep him in school, to keep us

fed, to keep our relationship alive and his pockets lined.

We married when he got his degree, and only when I went to see him at work

for a surprise lunch did I really see what the man I had married was like.

He and his secretary were naked and doing it on top of his desk. I ran out

of his office, a few months later we were divorced.

Dick, Dick was something else, he was built, really built. He was as

strong as a bull, and looked it. He was gentle, caring, sensitive, loving,

faithful, and even if he was my brother he was very, very, very, very sexy.

And what was worse was that he wasn't ashamed about his body and I'd seen

him wandering around the house at night wearing absolutely nothing, not that

anyone else in the house other than me was really that different

but...seeing Dick....

After I managed to finally catch my breath I went back in to watch the

dying of the party. People were slowly dispersing and the crowd was

thinning by the minute.

I kept looking every once and awhile just to see where he was; and as if he

knew I was looking he'd always look up at me and give me a really sexy

smile. One side of his lips would curl up while his gold eyes sparkled with

interest and he always held my eyes until I looked away.

When he and Brad agreed that the party was dead enough we all went back to

the house. I was the first one through the door and the first one to find

Clark and Angela wildly making love on the living room floor.

They had copped out of going by saying they both had too much homework.

The homework looked like it had turned out to actually be each other. When

I saw them I let out a little gasp surprised at how hard an eleven year old

girl was having sex with her twenty year old brother.

It had never struck me till then that Dick and I had even less of an age

difference between us. That Angela had been doing what Dick wanted me to do

for years before in the bathroom. What happened was he got Aunt Sandi...his

wife, before they were married into trouble with our father and our

father...well he hit her. I made Dick apologise to her but he said it would

cost me whatever he wanted.

He apologised and then he demanded that I pay my debt by giving him a

blow-job in the bathroom. Sandi walked in and I never had to do it, but

those few minutes had haunted me a good part of my life. When Dick had left

home, Mom felt bad, even Dad was upset but no one seemed to feel it as bad

as me.

At one point I even believed it was my fault for not going through with

what he had wanted. I kept thinking that maybe if I had of done it, maybe

he would have stayed with me. I missed him a lot when he'd left.

And when he came back I never even knew it was him. It took Mom a lot just

to convince me that he was who he said he was. He was only gone for a

couple of years before he came back with Daniel and Sandi and his two kids.

I was always kind of amazed about that and frustrated that no one would tell

me what had happened to him.

Mom and Dad had kept it a secret from me. It was only when I came with

them to see him when he surprised us by asking Dad to marry Sandra and Paul.

Everyone else just glanced at Clark and Angela before they went right on by

and into the kitchen without even stopping. "Come on honey," Dick said

wrapping his arms around my waist and edging me towards the kitchen "let

them enjoy themselves."

The fantasy of my eleven year old body moving on Dick's when he was

eighteen like Angela and Clark had been doing sent shivers down my spine,

and tingles of pleasure into every pore of my body. At least until I got it

finally under control.

Daniel made a pot of simu-coffee and poured some glasses of juice for

Sandra and Laura while we all settled into chairs around the table jabbering

about this and that.

After a few minutes, both Angela and Clark came into the kitchen, still

naked as Jay-birds and not in one bit modest about it, like usual. Clark

leaned back against the counter and Angela leaned back against him snuggling

in his arms.

Her breasts were about the size of a fist each, her hips were just starting

to round out, and she looked so content relaxing against him. She looked so

at peace like she didn't have a care in the world. Exactly the way I wanted

to feel.

"So how was your big day big brother," she asked before going over and

wrapping her arms around Brad's neck and kissing him on the lips. When she

moved away I couldn't help my eyes from finding the solid manhood that

jutted out from Clark's body.

When Laura and Sandra had gotten married, I hadn't really exactly went

around looking at penis' but what I saw surprised me. He was just so...big.

He looked way too big for me let alone an eleven year old girl like Angela.

An eleven year old girl who was blatantly coming on to her even older

brother. "Angela," Clark warned when she undid Brad's pants zipper.

"Jes," Dick said in a whisper leaning close to my ear. "Your staring at

him." I blinked and swallowed before turning and looking at Dick standing

beside me with a smile on his face.

"I'm still free Clark, at least for a couple more months. Then I'll be all

yours. But today's a special day for him," Angela said as her hand slipped

into Brads' pants.

"He deserves a little treat." Laura seemed like she was only paying casual

attention to her husband while her and Sandra talked. "What'dya say Brad,

want to play with me?"

"Laura?" Brad said glancing over at his wife. Laura looked over at where

Angela was standing, glanced at Angela's hand smiled and said "Go ahead."

"Don't look so sad Clark," she said giving his lips a kiss still with her

hand inside Brad's pants. "You can come and play too!" I'd been around the

house for six years and I still couldn't get over how open Angela was about

sharing her bed with her brothers. "Come on," she said slyly as she took

ahold of his penis and guided him by it towards the kitchen door.

Dick grinned at me suspiciously then before they were out the kitchen door

he called her back. "Yes Dad?" Angela said innocently as she turned to look

back in the kitchen guiding both men while she did it.

"Would you let your Aunt Jessica watch you three?" I couldn't believe what

Dick had just asked.

The conversation that Daniel and her two daughters were having just stopped

dead. Angela looked at the two men she was with then turned and looked at

me. Then competent and smiling she replied "Sure, come on Aunt Jessica."

"Angela, Clark...you too Brad...I want you to understand she's only there

to watch. Nothing more! If you try anything with her you'll answer to me.

Understood!" It wasn't a question. It was just a statement, clear, true,

and blunt enough to knock someone clean out.

"Sure," Brad said calmly glancing at me for a second. The other two

repeated their agreement and left the kitchen.

"Go on," Dick told me motioning with his head for me to follow them.

"Dick...."

"Go on hon, don't worry. Your curious so go learn, but remember if you get

in trouble, just shout or scream or something and I'll come."

"Scream?"

"Oh," he whispered. "What ever you see...don't try to interfere hon, they

know what they're doing and for you to try and get in their way would just

mean trouble OK?"

"Dick I don't want to...."

"Don't worry about it Jes. I'll keep you safe. I promise. Now go enjoy

yourself," he said lifting me out of my chair. "Go on," he finished as he

patted my butt, giving me a little push in the direction of the kitchen

door.

I didn't know what to expect from Dick's warning, and I was even less sure

when I got upstairs and started hearing snarls and snaps. I had been around

the house enough to see almost everyone naked to some extent but I'd never

been witness to more than just two of them...screwing. On the way up the

stairs was a trail of clothes, that Brad had been wearing.

The last thing I had ever expected to see was Brad tumbling out of Angela's

doorway and slamming into the wall across from it. I went to go check and

see if he was all right. But before I got a foot from where I had been he

had righted himself, shook his head. Glanced at me, licked his upper lip.

Then tore back into the bedroom.

I heard a whimper a second later, then more snarling. I peeked in the door

and found Angela on her back on the bed her legs up in the air together with

Brad's solid chest pressing against them as he thrust heavily into her.

Clark was on the floor in a pile gathering himself up stalking the floor a

little as if he was looking for an opening. Then he leapt, knocking Brad

clean away from her. Her eyes opened and she glared at him growling.

Growling which quickly stopped the moment he plunged into her.

It was disgustingly wild each of them taking turns with her in all kinds of

different positions but I couldn't turn away from watching them. It was

wild passionate, animalistic filled sex, nothing more, nothing less. There

was very little co-ordination other than the obvious ease at which they fit

together.

Angela didn't really seem to care which of them had her at the moment.

Except for the fact that she seemed to cling to Clark a little more than she

did to Brad.

A few times the male that wasn't actively participating glanced at me and

only once did I receive a snarl, and it was from Clark.

When Angela heard it though she got off of where she had been riding Brad

and had clubbed Clark with her arm sending him flying off the bed onto the

floor. She glanced at me then jumped onto the floor with him taking him

inside of her with one quick squat.

They kept at it for almost an hour, it was unbelievable the way they fit

together. Each so comfortable about the other's presence, even if it was

rough, none of them really seemed to get hurt. When they finished they all

cuddled up together on the bed with Angela in the middle, and both boys

looking as if they would protect her with their lives.

Watching them make love had turned me on and wound me up so completely

every inch of my body was tense with sexual frustration. It made me realize

how long it had been since I had actually even been held by a man. And it

was a very lonely and empty feeling.

"Did you have fun," Dick asked me when I went down to the kitchen after

having a nice long cold shower. A shower that didn't have the effect that I

was hoping for.

"Not overly...are you like them?"

"No. They're kind of vicious. I prefer being more gentle and taking my

time. So does Daniel, Sandi...she was something different. She liked

almost everything. But you...you, I'll bet you like it any way you can get

it."

"I...."

"The truth remember."

"I don't know, I've never really had any control over my sex life."

"You're certainly a lot more friendly," Daniel commented from the kitchen

table where she was sipping on her cup of coffee.

"Where did everyone go?"

"Well, when Brad was finished upstairs they went home. Sandra said she had

a present from Paul to give him so she left too," Dick said pulling out a

chair for me. "Here you go."

"Thanks," I replied softly sitting down.

"Clark and Angela left for the mall together to go see a movie."

"So when are you going to tell me?"

"What?" we both said looking at her.

"I take it by the way the two of you are acting you've come to some sort of

agreement," Daniel said looking at us over her mug her glasses sliding down

her nose. "Well are you going to tell me about it," she finished as she set

her mug down on the table. "Or do I have to force it out of you's?"

"I...."

"I convinced her to give me one week to treat her as my girlfriend."

"So you made a deal out of it?"

"Yes."

"I would have thought you two would have been more adult about it. But, I

suppose it's better than what's been going on. So what did you's decide."

"He gets to treat me as his girlfriend for a week, and if I don't decide

to...mate with him, he'll leave me alone for good."

"And if you decide to join us?"

"She gets one month afterwards and if she still wants to join us, we'll

call Dad and get him to marry us."

"What does the term girlfriend mean in this deal?"

"Kisses. Hugs. Anything that's not intercourse, unless she wants to.

Anything that she feels comfortable doing."

"And where do I fit into your plans?"

"We can be friends, I don't want to fight you for him," I told her.

"Friends are nice but...."

"Where do you want to fit in," Dick asked her.

"Well," she said taking her glasses off and setting them on the table as

she stood up. "You want her to fit into bed with us. I know that. You

know exactly what I want." She looked at me weirdly, with a look that I

hadn't seen in her eyes.

"I want to treat her as my girlfriend too. I want the same things that you

get Dick. Hugs. Kisses. All of it!"

I should have realized that she was probably bisexual. Especially

considering that she had spent over a decade sharing her bed with Sandi.

It never occurred to me that she would ever want to treat me as a lover.

All I had thought it would have been was sharing Dick with her. That was

it. I never thought I'd be spending time with her too.

"I...I...don't know," I stammered. I'd never ever been with another woman.

I had never wanted to. I'd never even had the slightest inclination of

being with one.

"We're a package deal Jessica, he should have told you that." She knelt

down in front of me on the floor putting her hands on my knees. "To be his

girlfriend means to be mine."

"I...."

"Remember, the truth Jes!"

"I've never been with another woman," I admitted.

"Don't worry about it," Daniel said stretching up and kissing my lips,

gently, teasingly. "Right now you don't have to worry about anything. But

are my kisses all that different from Dicks?"

"No," I told her softly, surprised at how intimate the situation felt.

"Then you'll still follow through with Dick's agreement? Including me in

it?"

"I...I guess. It's still only a week." It would just make it twice as

hard to resist two absolutely fantastic kissers. Kissers that wanted to be

more than kissers. Kissers that I had to fight to keep from losing myself

to.

All I had to do was resist them for one week. One week and they'd leave me

alone. "Good," Daniel said kissing me again.

"Stop it," I said softly accidentally setting my hand on her breast instead

of her chest which I meant to push away. "The agreement doesn't start till

tomorrow."

"What?" Daniel said looking up at Dick.

"I told her it should start tomorrow, because I thought when we came to it

that half the day was gone. And I wanted seven full days."

"Very reasonable, I'm surprised you were able to agree to keep your hands

off her that long."

"I wanted the fullest chance that I could have to change her mind."

"I'm sitting right here remember! Don't talk as if I'm not in the room!"

"I'm sorry Jes. I didn't mean to."

"Just make sure it doesn't happen again."

"So, do you want to come to bed right now. The three of us should have

some time before Angela and Brad get back?"

"No!"

"Beck, you can't just ask her like that. She has a week to decide."

"Is there any harm in asking," Daniel asked me looking straight at me.

"No, no harm in asking," I replied softly "as long as your willing to take

no for an answer."

"See," Daniel said looking up at Dick. "Women aren't like you men, we can

at least be direct with one another!"

"I'm sorry I didn't trust you," Dick said grinning teasingly at her before

turning his devastating smile on me. "Why don't the three of us go out for

dinner? Clark and Angela will probably get something while they're out and

Clark's old enough to look after both of them anyway."

"Sounds good," Daniel said standing up. "How 'bout it?"

"I guess."

"Good," Dick said smiling as he offered me a hand up. I ignored it.

"Now what's this present Sandra?" Brad said watching me as Laura poured tea

in her cup.

"Me. Paul decided that I could come over here afterwards and sleep with

you two. He'll come by later when he's finished at the bar. Until

then...."

"So now you've got two pregnant women to go to bed with," Laura said

smiling wrapping her arm around her husbands neck and kissing the top of his

head.

"If you feel up to it, I know Angela must have really gave you a run for

your money."

"She's turning into a real sweet thing isn't she," Brad commented with a

grin.

"We wouldn't know you were the one that last had mock mated with her,"

Laura said with a laugh.

"Sit down honey," Brad said tugging on Laura's hand pulling her down into

his lap. "You shouldn't be standing around too much."

"Brad, I'm nine months pregnant honey, not a weakling. He's always so

worried about me."

"I know, Paul's the same way to me," I told her. "It's as if we shouldn't

be lifting a finger anymore. I don't mind it but it gets annoying after

awhile."

"Tell me about it!" Laura said patting Brads thick arm.

"Well if you think it's so annoying I'll try not to do it any more."

"Don't you dare," Laura laughed. "I love you trying to spoil me, even if

all your doing is just getting in the way instead."

"It's nice to know my worrying goes appreciated," he said trying to hug

her.

"Ohhhhh..." Laura said laying her hand on her stomach.

"What? Is it time?"

"No. Ophelia's just kicking a lot that's all."

"I still can't understand why you'd want to name her after Hamlet. She

ended up dying in that!"

"It felt right, OK?" Laura said making a face at me. "I don't know why you

two think it's so bad. I think it's a beautiful name!"

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just kind of...unusual that's all."

"Unusual name for an unusual child," Laura said smiling.

"What would you's ladies like for dinner," Brad asked bouncing Laura a

little on his knees.

"Don't do that...my bladders active enough without any extra help."

"I'm sorry," he said stopping.

"Why don't you make some hamburgers honey, and we'll make a salad."

"All right, that sounds good. If your sure your up to eating hamburgers."

"Go on get," Laura told him getting off of his lap. He took a couple

minutes to watch us then left the kitchen to get the patties from the

freezer.

"Mmmm...they're really active today aren't they," I asked rubbing my

stomach.

"Yeah, there probably getting anxious. It certainly getting close to when

the doctor said they'd be coming."

"The time really seemed to go fast. It almost seems like yesterday that it

was just two of us in bed together rather than four."

"It does doesn't it. Are you sure your up to spending tonight in bed? I

can understand Angela but she's not pregnant."

"I'm fine, what about you?"

"Ophelia gets cramped sometimes but that's her problem, mine's getting

enough loving."

"How do you and Brad make love now?"

"Mostly on our sides, it's slow and gentle, but it's comfortable."

"Yeah, that's basically how Paul and I have been doing it too. But we've

also been doing it doggy style. It allows me to keep the weight off my

belly, but it doesn't stretch me all that much."

"We really haven't experimented very much with that one, Brad hasn't been

to anxious to try things that might hurt me."

"I've never ever heard anyone say that sex had hurt them."

"I guess it's not exactly the first thing comes to mind when you think of

pain is it," Laura said with a laugh. "I guess we should start making the

rest of dinner. Why don't you get the potatoes on and I'll make the salad?"

"OK."

"I'll get it," I said rolling off of the bed after the doorbell rang.

"Thanks," Sandra purred kissing Brad's lips as he petted her. "You really

do have a wonderful husband Laura."

"I know," I said running my hand through Brad's mane down to his ass.

"He's a very wonderful man," I added spanking him getting a growl and a look

in response. Before he turned back and kissed Sandra slipping his beautiful

penis back inside her again.

I grabbed my robe out of the closet and tied it around me the best I could

as I walked through the house to the front door. "I'm coming," I shouted

after the doorbell rang again "just wait a minute."

"I see you've been enjoying my present," Paul said with a grin after I

opened the door.

"Yes we have. Its wonderful. Thanks," I replied smiling. "Come on in."

"Thanks," he said coming in and closing the door behind him. "How are you

doing?"

"Oh, I'm fine," I said rubbing my belly.

"Let's see," he said untying my robe and pushing it off my shoulders till

it dropped to the floor.

"Your almost as big as Sandra," he said laying his hands on my belly.

"And just as horny...oh...ohhhhh!"

"Laura?" he asked concerned as my water broke on the floor.

"Ophelia!"

"Laura?"

"Paul!" I said grabbing his arm and squeezing at the pain.

"Ow!"

"Paul she's coming!"

"Come on," he said picking me up carefully. "I'll get you to the

hospital!"

"No! No time! Now! She's coming now!"

"All right, I'll take you into the bedroom then."

"Hurry!" I screamed clutching him and squeezing him even harder.

"Laura...loosen your grip...please! Your hurting me!"

"PAUL!" Sandra screamed from the other side of the bedroom door.

"Sandra?" Paul asked kicking the door open.

"YOU BASTARD WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU...AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

"The babies' coming," Brad said from between Sandra's legs.

"Both of them are," Paul said setting me down on the bed beside Sandra.

"WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU PAUL I'M GONNA KILL YOU FOR DOING THIS TO ME!"

"Swap you?" Paul said looking at Brad.

"Sure," he said smiling at me taking a place between my legs.

"Sandra, push baby!"

"Laura? You ready?" Brad said touching my knees. I nodded whimpering a

little. "All right, next contraction, push!"

"What next contraction. There's only been one! One constant pain-filled

contraction!"

"But your not going to kill me are you?"

"No," I replied giving him a little smile before pushing. "Not yet."

"There so beautiful," Sandra said stroking the few hairs that ran down our

son's back while he was suckling at her breast a few minutes after his

birth.

"So precious," Laura said beside us stroking Ophelia's bottom.

"Well, he's a Carlson," Sandra said stroking Paul Jr's large penis.

"Definitely," Laura said smiling down at Paul.

"She takes after her mother," Brad said leaning down and kissing Laura.

"Give her a kiss," Laura said lifting Ophelia's top leg up.

"Are you sure?"

"Go on, give your daughter a proper kiss!" Laura said with a smile. We all

watched as Brad slowly leaned over and kissed his daughter's little pussy,

sliding his tongue over her.

It didn't seem to bother Ophelia at all, infact she looked like she loved

it, but Paul. Paul was a different story he looked up from his mothers

breast trying to snarl at Brad, while glaring him down. "I think you maybe

better back away a little from her Brad," I told him laying my hand on my

son's side. "At least from that spot."

"Does that mean he's chosen his mate already?" Laura asked staring at Paul.

"I guess so, our mothers and Dad always kept saying how much me and Paul

were protective of each other from the moment we were born. Paully!"

"What honey," I asked looking down at her as she moved our son from her

breast.

"Take your clothes off!"

"What?"

"Get your clothes off!"

"Why? What for?"

"What the hell do you think for!" she told me laying Paul down beside her.

"I'm horny!"

"Your kidding?"

"Me too," Laura said laying Ophelia down beside Paul between the four of

us. "Come on Brad!"

"You girls got to be kidding!" Brad said looking at Laura.

"No damn it! Make love to me Paully! NOW!"

"All right Sandra," I said stripping out of my clothes.

"Oh yeah, that feels so good," Laura said beside us as Brad slid into her.

"So good. Faster Brad. Faster!"

"Come on Paully," Sandra said pulling my mane. "Fuck me! Fuck me,

please!"

"If your sure," I said lowering myself down on her. Her vagina was so

tight. Tighter than I'd ever felt before. I tried to ease into her gently

but she didn't want it slow and gentle.

She bucked against me trying to take me inside her faster, but her vagina

wouldn't take me. "Fuck me please!" she begged desperately digging her

fingernails into my shoulders. "Please Paully, fuck me! Fuck me!"

"I'm trying," I told her as she spread her legs as wide as she could.

"Fuck me Paully! Fuck me!!!"

"Damn it Sandra! I'm trying!"

"Paully, if you don't fuck me soon I'm gonna scream!"

"Then open up for me," I told her starting to pet her pussy. "Come on

baby!"

"Oh yes..." Laura moaned.

"Paully hurry!"

The second her pussy tried to swallow my fingers I pushed into her, hard

and full; as far as I could. "GOD YESSSSSSS!" she hissed wrapping her legs

around me squeezing me so tight I could barely move. When I couldn't move

she rolled us right off the bed crashing down on my back on the hard floor.

Then she rode me with a speed I had never seen in her, hard long lushes

squat thrusts. I swear to God there must have been smoke from where we were

joined she moved so fast.

She screamed; she moaned, but most of all, she fucked. And she fucked.

Bringing me to at least four orgasms each time not even bothering to stop

and milk my penis like she did every other time.

She was unbelievable. When her orgasm finally came it rocked her, it

rocked me. The floor shook as she screamed on top of me into the air.

When she was finished she collapsed on top of me with my penis still

burried deep inside of her. "Wow," I whispered kissing her temple before

letting out a laugh. "If that's the way you try to kill me, you can do it

any day you want!"

"Oh Paully!"

"That's almost worth getting you pregnant you know," I sighed hugging her.

"Almost," she asked looking up at me.

"Ok, it is. But we're parents now too," I said squeezing her. "We've got

to think about Paul so we better get up. We shouldn't have left him alone

as it is."

"Ok," she replied snuggling even closer to me with no intention of getting

up at all.

"Sandra, your a mother now," I told her rolling her over onto her back

slipping my arm beneath her back and getting up on my hands and knees still

holding her against my chest.

"And you're a Daddy," she whispered holding onto my mane to help support

herself off the ground as I scrambled to move my weight into a position

where I could stand up.

"Wow," Laura said from the side of the bed where she and Brad were just

finishing.

"What?" Sandra asked turning to look.

"I think we've got a new record here," Brad chuckled.

In the center of the bed, the two babes, not even two hours old were

already mock-mating. Well, at least holding each other. Ophelia was on top

of Paul, with his penis inside her and Paul had his hands out on her skin

resting his head on her shoulder.

They were cooing and blubbering to each other. But it was to each other.

"Well that certainly beats our six month record," I said softly to Sandra

before kissing her.

"It certainly does," Sandra said with a smile before kissing me back. "I

hope all our children are as happy."

"I think we should try and call Mom and Dad they'll want to know there

grandparents!"

"I'll go phone them," Brad said with a smile kissing Laura.

"How 'bout a dance," Dick asked looking down at where I was sitting. I

couldn't believe he'd cleared out the entire bar when we arrived and

relieved Paul. I had to admit it was sweet to lose all that business

but....

"Our deal doesn't start till tomorrow remember?"

"I know, but a dance certainly won't kill you."

"Did we really have to come here?"

"The drinks are free."

"That's because you own the place...and the strippers."

"I don't own the strippers I simply hire them."

"And do you like knowing that he's here all day watching women undress?" I

asked looking at Daniel.

"I don't mind. I've certainly enjoyed stripping for him."

"Here? In public?"

"Yes! Where do you think he first saw me naked. No...that's a bad

question, he saw me naked before he saw me dance...well, it's what I was

doing the first night he worked here. I still do it on occasion. Although

not too many people like seeing an aged stripper."

"I do," Dick said smiling before leaning towards her and kissing her. "Now

how 'bout that dance?"

"Dick, there's no where to dance!"

"We'll make a place. Come on," he said offering me his hand. "Dance with

me Jes."

"All right," I sighed taking his hand. "A dance."

"What about you Beck, want to dance?"

"Sure," she said smiling taking his other hand giving him a kiss.

"Why don't you go turn on the music, while Jessica and I move some of the

tables out of the way."

"All right. I'll just be a minute, so don't start without me."

"We won't," Dick said with a little chuckle as he watched her move across

the empty room toward the back.

"Are you sure you can afford to be closed like this, it must be your busy

time?"

"The worse it gets out there the better it gets in here, and truthfully

Jes. It's bloody awful out there. So as a result, it doesn't matter when I

close down. The rest of the time I'm open it's busier than hell."

"And you have all the help you need to take care of it?"

"Mostly. Paul works hard bouncing. The girls sure do there bit. Daniel

helps sometimes behind the bar, or serving drinks. And the odd time up on

stage."

"So she really does still strip?"

"Yeah, but I think it's basically just to turn the guy behind the bar on.

She's a very special lady that one," Dick said with a dreamy smile before it

cleared up and he looked at me; his eyes twinkling. "And so are you."

"Thanks," I said trying my hardest not to blush.

"Some times it gets pretty hectic in here. But we manage somehow even if

we're all going without breaks. When Sandra was stripping...."

"She stripped too?"

"Yes, before she became pregnant you knew that!"

"No I didn't!"

"She never told you?"

"No one told me," I said as the music came on. Soft and low, and very

sultry.

"Well, she stripped here from the time that the two of them first got

married till she started getting plump and people started booing her off

stage. But when she worked she raised the temperature in here a good

fifteen degrees."

"I can't believe you let your daughter do that!" I said as we pushed the

third table back towards the back.

"She wanted to do it. She said that she wanted to help contribute to the

family business and to her family. I let her and Paul decide whether or not

she could do it. That's all there was to it...just let it ring Becky!" he

shouted after the phone hit the third ring.

"We might as well answer it," Daniel said flicking the phone on. "Yes....

Really? When? That's wonderful!.... Congradulations! Yes...of course.

I'll tell them...bye!"

"Who was it," Dick asked leaning against the table.

"It was Brad," Daniel said coming back straight faced.

"Oh. What did he want?"

"Don't be such a scrooge," Daniel said holding back a smile. "You should

be happy...your a grandfather!"

"Laura had the baby?"

"Laura and Sandra had the babies!"

"Both of them?"

"Yep!"

"When?"

"About two and a half hours ago. They said they've been trying to get

ahold of us but they couldn't find us. Plus no one would answer the phone,"

she added giving him a little cold glare before giving him a kiss to melt

it.

"I feel like celebrating," she added grinning.

"What did you have in mind," he asked wrapping his arms around her.

"Ummmmm...oh I know!" she said grinning. "Something that I've always

fantasised about."

"Well let's hear it."

"All right. I'd like to see the tables turned. I'd like to sit with a

nice cold mug of beer and for a change watch you strip," she said poking him

in the chest to emphasize her point.

"Well..." he drawled wrapping an arm around her waist and then grabbing me

against my protests drawing me into his warm hard chest too. "What do you

think Jes," he whispered in my ear. "Would you like to see me strip too?"

"I...."

"Sure she does," Daniel said. "What woman wouldn't want to see you in the

buff? Then I expect you to take me to one of the rooms upstairs."

"No way," Dick teased kissing her and then kissing me under my ear as I

squirmed in his grip. "I don't think Jes would like what your trying to get

her into."

"What are you...."

"I didn't say I expected you to take us upstairs...I said take me upstairs.

Your starting to loose your hearing in your old age, old man!"

"I'm not as old as you," he said grinning kissing her again.

"Well Grandpa, go strip for us! Let's see how wrinkled that body of yours

is."

"You know damn well I don't have a single wrink...."

"I know," Daniel said laughing patting his ass. "Now go strip!"

"All right," he said before giving us each another kiss and going up onto

the stage. I couldn't believe it, but he did it. He stripped right there

on stage, not taking his eyes off of us. And purely just for our pleasure.

Even though I found it un-nerving I still couldn't help staring at him as

he threw his clothes off at us. All the way down to his bulging underwear.

When he stopped he came over to where we were sitting and asked me if I

wanted to take his shorts off. When I shook my head he went over to where

Daniel was sitting and asked her. She slipped his underwear off without

even bothering to give him a verbal answer.

He was huge, with a capital H. Bigger than Clark, bigger than his even

bigger brother Brad and he held himself like he had the whole universe on

his shoulders to please. And he looked like he could do it too! It was no

wonder he wanted another mate, one probably wasn't enough to satisfy him.

Then she attempted to wrap her hands around it smiled up at him and kissed

his stomach. Then she started sucking on him. As big as he was she still

got her mouth around him. She sucked while they both had there eyes closed.

Both of them enjoying it as much as they could.

Ignoring me completely until about five minutes later when she stopped

sucking on him still holding him in my direction and looked at me. His

penis glittering with her saliva as she pointed it towards me, offering it

to me.

I shook my head and she went back to sucking on it herself. She did it in

such a way to that you could just see how much her love was for him. He

looked content and his face was full of pleasure as he ran his fingers

through her hair.

I got up and went to the bar and refilled my mug of beer not really wanting

to watch them make love, which was sure to follow. I walked around the bar

with my beer going into the dressing room and then upstairs to the little

rooms that served as sex-suites that the stripper used to entertain a

customer that wanted more.

A bowl of condoms sat on each night table ready to be used. Each room was

also decorated a little differently. The last little room that I looked

into was different. The bed was wider and looked like it was more sturdier

built. The bowl of condoms were missing and there were pictures of Sandra

and Paul, Brad and Laura, Clark and Angela. And a picture of Dick with his

two wives. And on the wall over the bed a picture of there entire family

together.

Angela was only a baby in the picture but she wasn't much older than when

her mother died. I realized looking at the picture that Sandi had been a

very attractive woman. It wasn't hard after seeing them to see what had

attracted Dick to her.

I couldn't really blame him for leaving me when we were young. He'd found

love; love was all that there was left in the world. And if you were lucky

enough to find it, like Dick had, I couldn't blame him for it.

I was just sorry that the love that I thought had been true for me hadn't

been. Even when we were young Dick always took care of me, and I could

remember every moment of it. All the way back to my birth, Dick had taken

care of me, even if he was teasing me.

He did it in such a way that it was just playful teasing. But if anyone

picked on me, he would have been the first one there to step between them

and me, even if they were twice his size he'd still fight. And usually win.

He had been my hero, of sorts, and I had felt terrible when he had left.

My knight wasn't there to protect me and I had to make do on my own and I

never liked it. But seeing Dick and Sandi together made me understand why

he had done it.

It's true I hadn't liked the idea of giving him the blow job that he had

wanted in the bathroom that day before Sandi caught us. I had thought it

had been wrong, but now it didn't seem as bad as it had then.

I had been thinking of that time in the bathroom off and on for the last

twenty four years. I have to admit I had had some pretty wild fantasies

about it when I was a teenager thinking about what could have happened if I

had of given him what he had of wanted without complaining.

In the end it always turned out that he was never satisfied with just a

blow job and he'd take me down to one of our bedrooms and we'd make love.

For days on end. Those were really wild fantasies but they were from the

past they had no place in the present. No place what so ever.

"I see you've found my little room," Dick said wrapping his thick arms

around my waist, by the feel of him, still completely naked.

"She was very beautiful," I said trying to ignore the hardness pressing

against my bum and back.

"Yes," he replied softly brushing my hair off to one side and resting his

head on my shoulder looking at her picture. "She was."

"You really loved her huh?"

"Yes, with all my heart. She made my world move...."

"You were really hurt when she died weren't you?"

"Yes...it was hard going on without her. Especially after I promised

her.... But I had to keep going for the kids and Daniel. If it wasn't for

them...."

"Where's Daniel," I asked after a few moments of empty air.

"In the next room. She's asleep, I thought it might be best to let her

rest for a little bit. She's been working so hard lately."

"Dick...."

"What is it?"

"When we were kids...if I had of did...what you had wanted me to in the

bathroom...."

"Jes...that was a long time ago."

"But...if I had of done what you wanted what would have happened?"

"I don't know sweetheart, it was a long time ago. But it would have

probably changed a lot of things."

"Like?"

"Oh, I don't know...I probably wouldn't have married Sandi...or met

Daniel...or had the kids," he said before turning me around to face him.

For some reason I couldn't help cradling him between my thighs again as he

held me close. "Jes, if we had of done it our entire lives would have been

different. We would be living incestuously right now, rather than thinking

about marriage.

"You'd probably be ripe with our fourth child, at least. Mom and Dad would

be furious at us of course," he said with a smile. "But we would be

together."

"But you wouldn't have Daniel, or your kids, or this bar...."

"Jes, it's all in the past, things happened as they did for a reason. But

now we've got the chance to be together again, all we've got to do is take

it. It's there for us Jes all we've got to do is be willing to try."

"But it's so hard Dick...being with you like that...it scares me."

"How would being with me scare you?"

"I don't know. A thousand things. Some one might try to harm us because

we were sleeping together. Some one might try to pull us apart after

we're...attached...."

"Or you might just possibly like it?"

"Dick! It's just so hard to give in to something like that," I said

ignoring his question. And I could see in his eyes that he knew it was

true. "Your my big brother. The boy who kept me safe from harms way when

he was around. The boy that was such a big hero to me when I was a little

girl. But Dick, hero's don't make good bedfellows!"

"I never said I wanted to be your hero! I just want to be your mate Jes.

That's all I've wanted to be for a long time."

"But...."

"Jes, I'd love to be your hero. But I want to be your friend and I want to

be your lover, more. I want to be able to ask you to take your clothes off

for me and you do it."

"Dick, I'm not a slave."

"I know that, and I'd never want you to be that! But I would want your

blood to boil for me every time you saw me. Every time I touched you, every

time I kissed you. Every time we made love."

"Dick."

"Let's try Jes. Let's be lovers right now. Just once. Just once to see

if we can be together like that. Just once to kiss and lick every inch of

your body. To hold you. To caress you. To be inside you."

"Dick!" I said trying to keep control of the situation as his hard penis

pressed into my jeaned crotch insistently. Wanting to be...home. Where it

belonged.

"Jes come on, lets see if we're compatable...."

"Dick...from all I've heard...it only takes one time with you. One time to

turn into exactly what you's are."

"Jes, none of us are really any different than you!"

"Dick!"

"Please Jes, let me take your clothes off. Let me treat you like a woman

tonight."

"No Dick!" I said it but I felt like doing the exact opposite. I felt

like ripping my clothes off and rolling in the sack with him for hours no

matter what happened in the end. No matter how things turned out.

"Jes...."

"Are we going to go see the babies?"

"We can't see the babies until we make them," he said caressing my hip.

"I don't mean our babies! I mean Sandra and Laura's!"

"I'd rather see ours," he said giving me a little kiss.

"Dick stop it!"

"Jes...I want you so bad...don't say no!"

"Dick I've said it a hundred times and you haven't hear me. NO!"

"Let me make love to you Jes!" he said softly as he slipped his hands up

into my sweater cupping my breasts.

"No Dick!"

"Jes," he whispered unclasping the clasp of my bra between my breasts. His

hands brushed my bra to the side as he cupped my naked breasts. "Oh Jes."

"Dick," I sighed as he pinched my nipples till they were stiff. "You...you

said you wouldn't make me do anything I didn't want to."

"I won't," he whispered kissing my neck.

"Then why are you doing this."

"Because I love you. Because I can smell your arousal. You want this as

bad as I do Jes!"

"Dick stop it!" I said trying to force up all the strength I had in me to

push him away.

"Jessica," he moaned longingly when I was free of him.

"Dick...don't...don't do that again." It was so hard trying to keep my

voice strong when I wanted so badly just to melt into his arms. My nipples

ached at the loss of his touch. My whole body was aching for him.

"You...you promised!"

"I know," he whispered closing the distance between us again wrapping his

arms around me, sliding up into the back of my sweater across my warm flesh,

leaving little tingles where his fingers traced. "But I love you so much."

"Dick stop it," I said trying not to let it sound like too much of a moan.

His hands came up lifting my sweater and bra over my head before quickly

depositing it on the floor. "Dick please!"

"Come here Jes," he said wrapping his arms around me again kissing me.

"Dick please don't," I begged as he lowered me to the bed. I didn't want

to, but if he was going to persist I knew there was nothing I could do to

resist him. Not in my heart.

"I want to make love to you Jes," he breathed kissing me as he lowered

himself down onto the bed on top of me.

"Dick...."

"But I won't," he said softly. "I won't take advantage of you like that.

But I will lie here kissing you."

"Dick please," I whispered as he closed in on me again, his hand rubbing my

breast.

"I love you Jes," he told me before kissing my lips. Unconcsiously I

spread my legs apart a little and almost instantly his cock nuzzled up

against the inside of my thighs. If it wasn't for the jeans I was wearing

he would have been inside me.

Buried so lovingly inside my womanhood, loving me from the inside out and

from the out in. If we weren't brother and sister I would have considered

him the perfect man. Hard and passionate yet still gentle and caring at the

same time.

"Dick...."

"Shhhhh...no words sweetheart, just kisses," he whispered before kissing me

again. And again. And again. He kissed me so much I nearly thought I'd

drown in his sweet sexy soul. His hands caressing my breasts the entire

time.

Then after what felt like hours he moved down a little removing the

hardness from between my legs and took one of my nipples in his mouth. He

played with my little nub with his tongue and gently nipping it with his

teeth until I was moaning softly.

Then he started rubbing my pussy through my jeans taking my other nipple in

his mouth, sucking it hard, playing with the feelings that we're running so

wild through my body.

I was scared when I finally felt it. An orgasm. The first one I'd ever

had. With David, sex had been to satisfy him. It had nothing to do with

how I felt. I was just an outlet, but what Dick did to me...my whole body

felt like it was on fire, and yet at the same time it felt like warm slick

honey was running through my veins.

Before I'd even stopped shaking from the intensity Dick's lips were on mine

again. Coaxing me down from heaven into his loving arms. "That was

wonderful," I whispered to him as he kissed my neck.

"That's only the beginning sweetheart," he whispered smiling, before

kissing my lips again. Then he held me, naked and unsatisfied as if he was

content to just lie there kissing and holding me.

"Your so beautiful," he whispered pushing some of my hair back out of my

eyes then giving me another little kiss.

"Thank you," I whispered blushing.

"It's the truth Jes," he told me laying a hand on my thigh.

"So this is where the two of yous are," Daniel said from the doorway

looking at us.

"Come here Becky," Dick said holding out his free arm to her. She came

over to us, looked at my breasts before settling down into the crook of

Dicks' arm snuggling against his chest. He wrapped his other arm around me

and we laid there together, holding each other. Not saying a word just

taking pleasure in the intimacy of the situation.

I can't explain why I felt so jealous about his wife being there. I kept

reasoning that I was only his sister and she was his wife. But somehow it

wasn't helping any. All I could think of was what he had done for me only

moments before.

We drifted off to sleep for a little while; I awoke to the sounds of Daniel

and Dick making love again. But instead of running off like I had the last

time I just laid there pretending I was still asleep.

When I woke up again someone was pulling my jeans off. I was startled and

tried to sit up. "Relax," Daniel told me in a whisper. "I'm just taking

these pants off you."

"Why?" I asked shaken a little.

"Because I'm going to make love to you."

"What?"

"I'm going to make love to you," she whispered kissing my stomach.

"But...."

"But what," she said pulling my pants off in a quick single pull.

"Where's Dick?"

"Down stairs, opening the bar."

"Then shouldn't we be getting dressed?"

"No. Dick said we could stay up here and play together as long as we

wanted."

"But won't somebody...."

"No, no one is allowed in this room. That's why there's a wooden door

instead of a curtain for one thing. And besides if anyone opens the door

they know that we belong to Dick. And no one's been willing to cross Dick

in years! Except your father of course," Daniel said coming up my body and

kissing my lips.

"But...the agreement! Dick said I didn't have to sleep with...."

"Him. No one said anything about you sleeping with me. Besides you can't

use the excuse that I'm your sister. I'm in no way related to you, except

by Dick."

"But he also said that if I didn't want to...."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. We're only going to have some fun," she

said rubbing her breasts against mine. "I don't want you to fear anything

that could possibly happen between us. I want you to decide solely on the

way you feel about Dick. Besides I've got a present for you."

"A present," I asked feeling like a fool as she got up on her knees.

"Yep," she said as one of the last things that I had ever expected to see

in my life came true. A pussy being lowered to my face. "Go on have a

lick."

I didn't want to, not really, but tentatively I stuck my tongue out and

slid it over her spread vulva. "Delicious," I said aloud almost amazed and

she smiled and almost laughed.

"I thought that's what you'd think," she said as I pulled her vulva apart

wider and kissed her sliding my tongue all over what must have been a very

well used vagina by the way my brother acted.

"Do you know why it tastes so good," she asked as I spread her vagina apart

and stuck my tongue into the warm moist hole. Hungrily licking at it. I

couldn't understand why I was acting like that. I had never made love to a

woman before, and yet there I was hungrily sucking on Daniel's sex because,

I thought it tasted good.

"Why," I breathed before turning back to sucking on it.

"Because...."

"Because why," I asked hurriedly before kissing her pussy.

"Because, Dick and I made love about ten minutes ago. It's him your

tasting. Actually more of a mixture. What do you think now, is it a good

stick that was in the pot?"

I knew I should have stopped when I found out it was Dick's semen that was

partial responsible for the taste but I couldn't. It just tasted too good,

to let go of such a delicious source of honey. Besides she was right, she

wasn't related to me at all except for being married to my brother.

"Is it a good present," she asked running her hands through my hair as I

clung to her pussy. Lapping away at it's intoxicating effects. She ran her

hand over my stomach, rubbing it before leaning back and started to rub my

slick mound.

"Your so wet," she moaned slipping a couple of fingers inside me. The

first thing that had entered me in months save a tampon and it felt soooo

good!

My first time with a woman and I was acting like I had been doing it my

entire life. And it felt like it too; I was so relaxed being between her

legs it felt good in itself smelling the heat and her scent radiating from

her warm centre.

"Hold on," she moaned pulling herself forcefully away from my lips, laying

down on me and kissing my lips once. "Your really good at this. But I want

some too."

Then she turned around spreading my legs apart a little more settling her

pussy back down on my face before she started devouring my own sex.

No one had ever given me oral sex before and I had only done it to David

because he wanted it, I had never wanted to do it. It had seemed so sick.

But Daniel and I were buried in each other's pussies lapping, kissing,

licking, tasting each others soul. And we did it because we wanted to. It

was an amazing experience. I held her, I caressed her, I stroked her and

she returned every bit of it.

Then for the second time in my life I had an orgasm. One with Dick. Then

one with his wife. The only two people that could give me what I had craved

for so long were the two that I really shouldn't have.

When Daniel came, her pussy looked so beautiful. It blossomed like a

flower as the blood rushed through her body. And I held her neither lips at

that moment in the longest kiss I could manage.

When it was finished we just laid there in each other's pussies for a few

minutes panting at some of the best sex I had ever had. And it had been

with Daniel!

After a few moments she gave my pussy a quick loud little kiss and then

turned around and gave me a full honey-sickled kiss, tongue and all. I held

her in my arms and between my thighs sharing sweet little kisses, wishing

she had the twelve inch extension that Dick had.

"I never thought being with a woman like that could be so...fun," I told

her stroking her hair.

"It get's better," she promised smiling kissing my lips.

"How could it possibly get any better than that," I asked almost in

disbelief that there was anyway possible that....

"Dick could be here," Daniel told me with a smile as she played with one of

my nipples with her thumb and forefinger. Then without another word she

ducked down and took the nipple in her mouth, sucking and teasing me with

her tongue. Then next thing I knew she was between my legs again, rocketing

me to my third orgasm.

About noon, Dick came in carrying a tray of food just as I was having my

fifteenth orgasm. He sat in a chair watching us as we ate our food, not

moving towards us, just talking about how busy the bar was, and that Clark

had come in to help while Paul was with his son and wife.

He claimed a kiss from each of us, not doing anything else. Not even

trying to touch me anywhere. When he was near the door, Daniel got out of

bed unzipped his pants and gave him another blow job.

This time I just watched. I didn't try to get away. I just laid there on

the bed waiting for her to finish and come back and bring me to my sixteenth

orgasm while I did the same for her.

Dick stood there leaning against the doorway with his eyes closed just

enjoying the pleasure that she was giving him. But I still had no idea how

she could get all of him into her mouth. He took on this look of relief and

Daniel started swallowing.

When she finished she zipped up his pants accepted a kiss from him on her

cheek without saying a word and let him go. Then she came back to bed with

a wicked smile on her face. When her lips brushed mine in a kiss I knew

what the smile was for.

She spit his semen into my mouth, and with her lips closed over mine I had

no choice but swallowing the delicous stuff. Then she broke the kiss with

me still watching her intently and pulled me up into a sitting position so

that we each had a leg over the other.

Then she held out her hand and tipped her head letting another handful of

Dick's seed pour from her mouth. I couldn't believe how much of it there

was, or where she could be keeping it. She separated it into two half

handfuls and then without asking cupped my pussy with one of them, rubbing

it thoroughly in.

"What the hell are you doing!" I demanded feeling the warm liquid as she

inserted it into my vagina with her finger.

"I'm adding seasoning," she said smiling holding out her other half filled

hand. "Here. You put this on me. Where ever you want."

She dumped the warm golden liquid into my open hand. "This is actually

his," I asked noticing the color for the first time.

"Of course, did you see me giving anyone else head?"

"But...it's gold!"

"So?"

"So, semen is usually white!"

"I wouldn't really know anymore. I haven't seen another mans semen since I

married Dick, and Dick's has always been gold. At least as long as I've

known him."

"Is it safe," I asked dipping my finger in it and the warm swirling

sensation that seemed to take place around my finger.

"I haven't had any problems with it," she replied with a laugh. "I do know

it's safe enough that six kids resulted from it. Now spread it over me."

I did my best to try and give her exactly what she wanted trying to hide my

surprise as it all sort of independently moved towards and disappeared into

her vagina. "Mmmm...that feels better already," she sighed rubbing her

abdomen.

"Sandi and I found something out about this very special stuff," she said

inching closer to me. "We had both made love to Dick one time, and he had

gone off to work so it was just the two of us. And we were both still quite

horny, and we got into a position something like this." She slid her pussy

up tight against mine and kissed my lips. "And it felt like...."

"Oh god," I moaned feeling as if I was filled with one of the biggest cocks

I had ever felt.

"That's it," she moaned sliding against me. The imaginary cock inside me

moved with her movements bringing about such a feeling of completness inside

my pussy it was almost unbearable.

"God doesn't it feel good," she groaned picking up the pace so she was sort

of bucking against me. "It feels like he's actually in you!"

"He actually feels like this?" I moaned unable to do anything but.

"Better," she cried as she shook in an orgasm. After we'd each come a

couple of times with the imaginary cock the feeling seemed to fade and we

reverted back to eating each other out, she tasted just as sweet as she had

the first time I had her that morning.

I had to believe that her earlier statement was true that Dick's semen was

actually the cause of the extra umph. She was good alone but it added that

little extra kick when she was coated in Dick's fluids.

"How are you two doing," Dick asked coming in around dinner while we were

curled up together exchanging light little kisses.

"We're enjoying ourselves," Daniel told him before stretching up and giving

him a kiss. "How 'bout you?"

"Ahhh...it's busier than hell down there. Up here too!"

"Dick!" I warned although it seemed strange that he wasn't moving any

closer to us.

"I meant the other rooms have been busy honey," he said with a chuckle.

"They've all basically been constantly occupied all night. The girls think

I should have some more rooms built because they think business has been so

good."

"Has it," I asked taking a bite out of one of the pears he had brought up

for us while Daniel tore into a raw fake-steak. I still couldn't believe

they ate them raw, and dripping with blood!

"Yeah, it has. But there's no way I can build more rooms. I've looked

into it before, there's just no room up here."

"So what are you going to do?"

"Well, tomorrow I'm going to look into buying a new place I think."

"Dick?" Daniel said looking at him. "Are you sure? Business is that

good?"

"You've seen the books, we make a hell of a profit every night, and most of

it's brought in by the girls. I've been thinking about this for awhile."

"What," I asked curiously watching him.

"God your sexy," he commented looking at me. "I've been thinking that when

I buy the new place. I think I'll put Paul in charge of it. He's had six

years experience working here and Sandra will help him."

"Are you sure he's ready for something like that?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he's up to it. I'll send half of the girls over

with him and they can help start it up. I was thinking that what I might do

is take fifteen percent of the profits that come out of there for myself and

let Paul manage the rest.

"Then I'll start Clark working here, he's already old enough. Then in a

few years I'll let him take over running here with the same fifteen."

"And what about you," Daniel asked watching him.

"I thought I'd basically be in an advisory position."

"No hands on?"

"You can think of it sort of as retirement."

"Retirement?"

"Well, I figured, that with the boys running the bars we could take the

money that we get and basically live the rest of our lives making love."

"Are you serious," Daniel asked him as he moved over and sat on the edge of

the bed. He looked distracted for a second before leaning close to my pussy

and sniffing.

"Why you little devil!" he said grinning over me at her.

"What," I asked unsure of what he was talking about.

"He smells his seed on you," Daniel replied softly watching Dick.

"But that was hours ago!"

"I have a good nose," he replied leaning over and stealing a kiss from my

lips. "You should know that by now."

"Now what were you saying," Daniel said while Dick sat there smiling down

at my face.

"I thought, that since Angela is getting close to leaving the house that

the three of us could travel a bit making love in different places all over

the world. Then after a year, if your still up to it Beck, have a couple

more kids."

"Dick I'm fourty-four!"

"I know you are sweetheart, but your still having your cylces right?"

"Yes, but I don't know how much longer...."

"Would you like to try though?"

"I...I guess."

"How 'bout you Jes, you want to have a couple of kids?"

"Dick you can't be serious, just like that!"

"Just like that," he repeated with a grin. "What do you say?"

"I say I agreed to one week, not motherhood and making love in every corner

of the free world!"

"But does it appeal to you?"

"No it doesn't!" I told him while feeling absolutely amazed at the prospect

of the exact opposite.

"No? You wouldn't want to go to Hawaii and lay on the white sand and make

love with the sun beating down on us? Or the lou ouhs in the nude? It's

looked like a wonderful place ever since that nudist club took it over.

"What do you think Jes, would you be up to a little adult fun?" I just

stared at him in disbelief. I couldn't believe he even made the offer let

alone think that I might agree to it. "What about you Beck, sound good?"

"Sounds luxurious," she sighed kissing his shoulder. "Come on Jessica, you

can't say no to something like that!"

"Sure I can. NO!"

"Looks like we're just going to have to convince you," Daniel said glancing

at me grinning.

"No your not going to try and convince me. I have to act like your

girlfriend, nothing more. You said so."

"He said so, I didn't," Daniel said smiling at me as she moved closer to

me.

"No, I won't be your lover if you think your going to twist me into doing

what ever you want!"

"I want him to make love to us!" she said glancing back at Dick. "Us

Jessica, not me, not you, us! I want him to come to bed with us. Get us

pregnant. Give us pleasure. Give us...."

"There is no us Daniel!"

"Yes there is," she said lowering her lips to mine and kissing me lowering

herself down onto my body. "There'll always be an us. Can't you feel the

heat we both mirror in each other. Don't you feel it radiating from each of

us, merging, combining to form a single heat. A single passion. A passion

that has only one way to be put out.

"A heat that only has one liquid that can ever quench the thirst. A liquid

so pure and so loving...."

"NO!"

"Let him make love to us, let him join us, let him bring heaven to our bed!

We're his just like he's ours. We're his women Jessica. He deserves to

love us the way a man deserves to love his women. And we deserve to love

him the way a woman deserves to love her man.

"Share it with me Jessica. Share love and life with us," she said

spreading my legs apart with her knees pushing my legs up. "Let him make

love to us!"

"NO!"

"Jessica, come on," she said softly brushing my hair back out of my eyes.

"I said no Daniel!"

"Beck, don't push it. We have a week," Dick said leaning over while Daniel

backed off onto her hands and knees; enough for Dick to kiss my lips. "When

she comes around she'll come around, until then I guess it'll just be you

having fun Beck. Just make sure you take good care of her."

"I will! Jessica, will you let him make love to me while I'm laying on top

of you?"

"Uh...."

"Please!" she begged me. "All you'll feel is a little rocking. And maybe

a little dripping. You can't denie me the pleasures of my husband can you?"

"I'll...I'll get dressed and go down stairs and let you two have your fun."

"No, stay, please!"

"Daniel...."

"Please!"

"I can't!"

"Why can't you!"

"Because!"

"Why?"

"He's my brother. I shouldn't be with him while he's making love to

anyone."

"Including you?"

"Especially including me."

"Well, I want you to be here. Stay. Please," she said before giving me a

small gentle kiss.

"I shouldn't!"

"But you will."

"Daniel...."

"Please!"

"I really shouldn't Daniel. You're his wife. I have no right to be

sharing his bed at all. Certainly not to be in it while you two are making

love."

"Please, stay! You will stay won't you."

"Dan...."

"Please!"

"All right," I sighed giving up. "I'll stay!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"Hurry up before I change my mind!" Before I had even finished the last

word Dick was between our thighs with his pants down. His big shaft

wavering out towards us. It was the last thing I saw of him before Daniel

lowered herself down on to me in a large closed eyed moan.

Then the rocking started, rocking and moaning, and the look on Daniel's

face was something else. All I could think was how much I wanted to feel

how she was feeling. She looked like she was in seventh heaven with her

eyes closed, moaning and squirming in my arms.

I spread her ass apart for him. The expression on his face was just as

intense as hers. It looked like all that mattered to him at that moment,

was what he was doing. Who he was making love to. It was hard to believe

how much I wanted to know exactly how it felt. I had a hard time trying not

to think about tossing Daniel off of me and taking him myself.

She screamed out after a few minutes hurting my ears a little as she

quivered a little on top of me. At the same time Dick had a look of...well

of release on his face, as he stroked my hands and Daniel's ass at the same

time.

He groaned and she let out a small moan as he withdrew from us. Backing

away smiling down at us, at where I could feel the few drops of his seed

dripping down on to my pussy from Daniel's. She was wearing the biggest

grin I had ever seen on anyone's face in my life and from between the pretty

lips her tongue slithered out and over my lips, taking its time before

finally penetrating my mouth.

Dick's hand went down between us and I could feel the heat from his hand

even over the heat coming from Daniel. He rubbed her pussy then started

rubbing his seed into both of us. I tried to ignore the feel of his fingers

on me but when he unexpectedly slipped his middle finger into my vagina I

gasped. Driving pleasure around my insides like I had never felt before.

"Dick, take it out!" I told him but before he did he wiggled his finger

around inside me for a few seconds.

I tried to keep the moan that I felt coming down, and tried to concentrate

every bit of anger that I could on him before I could give myself a chance

to think about how good it felt.

After he withdrew his hand he started rubbing our pussies with the head of

his hard cock. "Dick stop it!" He withdrew back from the bed coming up on

our side kissing each of us once on the lips before getting off the bed

entirely. He dressed and then after another minute had gone back

downstairs.

"Now what did you do that for!"

"What?"

"Why did you make him leave!"

"I didn't, he left on his own."

"But you discouraged him so much! Why?"

"He nearly...put himself in me!"

"So?"

"So, what have I been telling you's for the last six years!"

"But you never had the chance before of being that close. All you had to

do was let him take...."

"I am not going to let him take me," I said rolling out from under her and

shouting "Now or any time in the future, near or far!"

Then I stormed out of the room looking for the bathroom that I had seen on

the floor. By accident I went into one of the wrong rooms and found two

women on the bed together. They looked up at me startled. All of a sudden

I got angry, because they were supposed to be working. Dick hired them to

work in the bar, not worry about their own pleasure on company time.

"Why aren't you two down stairs stripping!" I demanded.

"Your one of Dick's women aren't you," the one on top asked.

"Yes!" I said too angry to argue it.

"Well, Jessica, isn't it," I nodded. "I am working."

"Excuse me!"

"I-I'm a customer," the woman on the bottom said sheepishly.

"Oh God, I'm sorry. I...I didn't realize. I'm not familiar with

all...sorry," I said backing out of the room closing the curtain behind me.

God I was so embarassed. Embarassed and humiliated. I had let her believe

that I was actually 'one of Dick's women!' One of...how many did he have!

Daniel was standing in the doorway to Dick's room, laughing at me. "It's

not funny," I told her rubbing one of the rivulets of semen that was on my

inner thigh.

"It is so, you'd think you'd never seen two women together before. And

after all you've been through today...."

"Just knock it off and tell me where the damn bathroom is!"

"It's right there the door across the hall from where you...."

"Thanks," I replied coldly heading into the room she had pointed out. With

relief it was the bathroom, but there was no lock on the door. And even

better a shower stall sat in the corner.

I tried my best to stick something infront of the door, but in the end I

figured disapointedly that if someone really wanted to get in they could.

I stepped into the shower turning the facets on, letting the warm water

wash away the sticky sweat and semen that was all over me. I squirted some

of the soap from the soap dispenser screwed to the wall and started

scrubbing myself the best I could.

When I got to gently rubbing my pussy I heard someone open the shower door

behind me. "Daniel, just leave me alone!"

"Who's Daniel," a distinctly rugged masculine voice asked as a pair of

calloused hands touched my waist.

"Who the hell are you!" I demanded spinning around to look at the man

trying to cover myself the best I could at the same time.

"Your dream come true," he said forcibly claiming one of my breasts.

"Take your hands off me!" I told him sharply as he moved forward, his whole

naked body moving even closer to me.

"I'll bet you like it rough," he whispered hotly, too close to my face.

"Get lost!" I shouted at him but he pinned my hands back against the shower

wall spreading my legs with his knees before I could do anything.

"Let's see what your like," he said forcibly kissing me. I tried to fight

him off of me but he was too strong. He came closer to...to putting himself

inside of me when I screamed.

"Relax, no one will hear you babe," he said squeezing my breast hard. "The

music's playing. I'll bet your real tight too, aren't you!"

"Leave me alone."

"I don't think so," he said kissing me again pressing his disgusting body

even tighter against me. Just faintly I thought I could hear something

heavy moving in the hallway. "You got real pretty eyes. Let's see what

that cunt feels like!"

"Get your hands off her," someone snarled as a fist came into the shower

wrapping large fingers around the guys scrawny neck and pulling him out.

"Hey...hey man...she wanted it...she just wanted it rough, that's all."

"She's mine!" the voice shouted before I heard a thud. I was almost too

scared to look out and see what was going on. But I peeked anyway. "No one

touches her! No one but her mates!"

Dick was out there looking bigger and more menacing than ever as he picked

the guy up from where he must have slammed into the door. Then he threw him

again, straight out into the hall before I heard another thud.

Dripping water I followed carefully so I could just peek out into the hall.

The guy was kicking and screaming and Dick was just holding him up by the

back of his neck. He turned and looked at me then moved closer to me still

holding the man up.

"Are you all right?"

"I-I'm ok," I said while my voice betrayed me.

"You get in the bathroom, close the door and wait for me, understood?" I

nodded and couldn't believe how little strain the man was putting on him.

He even took time to give my lips a little gentle kiss. "I'll be back as

soon as I take the trash out ok? Don't let anyone in!"

Then he carried the man down the hall, the other women that were looking

out into the hall turned and went back into their respective rooms like

nothing had happened.

I went into the bathroom closed the door and leaned back against it, and

started crying. After a couple of minutes, I heard a knock on the door and

nearly jumped a foot, I was so startled.

"Jes, it's me honey, let me in," Dick said from the other side of the door.

I backed away from the door and opened it for him and let him in closing it

tight behind him.

"Are you sure you're all right?" he said cupping my face and whiping my

tears away with his thumbs. "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"No, I'm fine. Really."

"Good. If he had of hurt you...I don't know what I would have done."

"Why isn't there a lock on the bathroom!"

"It was never needed. The girls usually use the one behind the stage, or

else they use this one two at a time."

"Why didn't anyone ever tell me!"

"I don't know sweetheart," he said wrapping his arms around me and hugging

me. "I'm just glad I heard you."

"You heard me? Downstairs?"

"Yes, I'm tuned into you hon, whether you like it or not. If your in

trouble I'll be there. I promise."

"What did you do to him?"

"I threw him out, after giving him a good beating of course."

"You...you didn't...not the way he was dressed."

"Especially the way he was dressed! No one is going to get away with

hurting you!"

"Dick he didn't hurt me."

"Uh-huh," he replied unbottoning his shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm getting undressed."

"Why!"

"Because I'm going to join you for the rest of your shower."

"I-I-I don't want to go back in there!"

"Come on Jes," he said dropping his pants. "Nobody'll hurt you. Not when

your with me. Come on," he said holding out his hand to me. He was as big

and gorgeous every where, as usual.

"Dick...."

"Come on," he said softly taking my hand and leading me to the shower.

Then he got in first, and pulled me in with him closing the door behind me.

It seemed so cramped and so terrifying.

"Come here," he whispered filling his hand with the soap. "Come here

sweetheart." Hesitantly I did as I was told not taking my eyes off of his.

"Turn around and I'll wash your hair."

He made washing my hair into such an exotic art, it was hard to keep my

eyes open and my mouth clamped down over the moans that kept rising. He was

so different from most men. Big and gentle, like a great big teddy bear.

He moved slowly taking his time on every inch of my hair. If he came

across a tangle he'd take his time and untangle it, in a way that he tried

not to hurt me. Everything he did was so tender, gentle, and caring.

When he finished with my hair I turned around in his arms trying to ignore

the very stiff member that had been poking me in the butt that was begining

to poke me in the stomach. He scrubbed my shoulders, then down my arms,

then up on the underside gentle as not to tickle me he washed under my arms.

Then down my sides, brushing against the edges of my breasts. When he

reached my waist I tensed a little then after a few moments, I relaxed.

"Your a very beautiful woman Jes," he whispered as he rested his hands on my

hips.

"Your not half bad yourself," I told him before I managed to recover part

of my senses. "I'm going to go get dressed and go home."

"Is Daniel going with you?"

"I don't know. I doubt it."

"Do you want me to call Paul or get Brad to go with you?"

"I'll be fine."

"I'd feel better if you let someone escort you home, just to make sure you

get there safely."

"Dick, I'm a grown woman."

"I know you are but times aren't the best Jes, the whole city's a slum and

every place caters to it. Especially this one. I just want you to be safe

hon, that's all."

"Dick, I'm not your honey!"

"Yes you are," he said smiling taking my hands in his. "For one whole week

anyway!"

"Dick...."

"You already made the deal, there's no going back on it now!"

"I know, but Dick I can still take care of myself!" I said not feeling

overly convinced in the words I was saying. The city was turning into a

great big cess pool and we were smack dab in the center of it. The creep

proved it.

"Fine, if you don't want anyone else to go with you, I will! You go back

to the bedroom and get your clothes on and I'll meet you outside in the

hall."

"Dick you don't...."

"I know I don't have to, but I want to. I want to make sure your safe at

home so I don't have to worry about another asshole trying something with

you."

"Dick I'm a big girl!"

"I know you are," he said stroking one of my hips. "I know that more than

any one else Jes."

"All right, I'll meet you in the hall in five minutes!"

"Fine," he said letting me leave without much more of a fuss. When I got

to the bedroom I found Daniel was sleeping in the bed all snug and tight

under the blankets looking extremely comfortable.

I dressed as quickly as I could and was out in the hall under the five

minutes, but Dick was leaning against the wall waiting for me anyway.

"Ready?"

"I guess. Daniel's asleep, should we wake her and ask her if she wants to

go home?"

"No, she'll be all right."

"What if someone tries to...."

"No one will...and if they do, it'll be them that's sorry. Let's go."

The experience of being in the shower with that filthy man's hands all over

me was still making me feel quite weak. I didn't like the feeling one bit

of being violated like that. By being touched all over. It was disgusting.

"Will you be all right here alone?"

"Dick, I'll be fine, honest!"

"All right, I'm going to close the bar up tonight about seven, then Daniel

and I will be home. When I get back to the bar, I think I'm going to send

Clark home."

"Dick you need him there more than I need him here!"

"All right, but Angela will be home by three thirty, tell her she's not

suppose to go out. Even if it's just to see Clark."

"Dick, I don't need an eleven year old babysitter."

"Jes, please just tell her!"

"Dick...."

"Tell her, ok?"

"All right," I sighed not really feeling all that bad about having a little

peace of mind about not being the only one in the house.

"Then I'll see you later honey," he said before kissing me then he moved

towards the door, but as if my hand had a life of its own it held onto his

shirt sleeve.

"Dick...."

"What is it sweetheart?"

"...Thank you. For what you did back at the bar. Getting him off me and

all."

"Jes, that's what I'm here for," he said with a smile before kissing my

forehead and leaving. I puttered around the house for a good deal watching

the seconds tick past. By three o'clock I was jumping at almost every sound

in the house.

To get my mind off of what had happened in the shower and the feeling of

helplessness I grabbed the first holo-crystal I saw and dropped it into the

player. When I sat down and turned it on I was surprised at the sound of

cheering as the holograph came into focus.

It was a pornographic holo. Of Sandra and Paul; she was on her back and

Paul was on top of her pushing another big cock into her. The camera

circled around the room taking in the entire family.

Daniel and a very pregnant Sandi were standing together smiling and holding

hands. Laura was sitting on the couch with Clark and Brad on either side of

her holding one of her hands. She'd kiss them and they'd kiss her and then

they'd turn back to watching Paul and Sandra.

Then the camera turned back on the couple and focused in on Sandra's face.

It was so obvious how much love was bubbling there for the man that she was

wrapped so tightly around. A look that described so much pleasure, and

fulfilment.

When I finally looked away from it I noticed the clock and a whoppingly

late four-thirty and still no sign of Angela. I was terrified that

something had happend to her. My mind kept forming pictures of horrible

things that could have happened to her.

I had never taken such an intrest in the kids before, they were there and

they could take care of themselves. I knew that, but for the first time in

the six years that I had stayed at Dick's I was terrified for one of them.

Fifteen minutes later Angela came through the door like nothing was wrong,

swinging a shopping bag. "Where the hell were you!" I demanded coming out

of the kitchen from where I had been sipping on a cup of tea to try and calm

my nerves.

"What does it matter?"

"Where were you!"

"Your not my mother yet so leave me alone!"

"I want to know where you were, you were supposed to be home a three

thirty!"

"I was out!"

"Angela where were you!"

"I was shopping ok?"

"With who!"

"Some friends, look it's really none of your business where I was!" she

said turning away from me to head to her room.

"Angela, damn it tell me," I said grabbing her arm and spinning her so she

was facing me.

"Tell you what," she snarled baring her teeth at me. Scaring me enough to

take a step back before resisting my own fear and re-taking the step

forward.

"I was out getting laid ok!"

"What?"

"I was having sex! You gotta problem with that?"

"Wha...who with? Aren't you and Clark...."

"Yes," she snapped.

"Angela would you...would you like to talk about it?"

"There's nothing to talk about," she said a little more calmly. "Now if

you don't mind take your hand off me or I'll bite it off!"

"Angela..." I got out before she snarled at me again and I quickly removed

my hand.

"Thank you," she said before spinning on her heel and leaving me standing

there stunned. I couldn't believe it, from all I heard, sleeping with

someone outside of the family for Dick's kids was almost sacrilage.

Sandra did it, and she was nearly shut out by her brothers and sisters' for

four years, including Paul. I couldn't understand why Angela would flirt

with such a punishment.

"Come in," she shouted after I knocked on her door.

"Angela, I..." I said before seeing her in the middle of her room naked.

"I want to know who you were sleeping with...and why?"

"Why do you care?"

"I care about you. I want to know. I want to know that your all right."

"I was having sex, why wouldn't I have been all right?"

"But why, you know what happened to Sandra."

"Why do you care," she said snidely looking at me with her head tilted a

little. "From what I know you'd be the last person to every agree that I

should be sleeping with Clark!"

"Well...I...I know what kind of a bond you kids have amongst each other. I

just don't want one of you getting hurt."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Because I love you's!"

"And do you love Dad?"

"Of course I do...in my own way. But this isn't about me this is about you

Angela, who is this guy your screwing around with?"

"Who said it was a guy?"

"A girl?" I said raising one of my eyebrows.

"What's wrong with that?"

"But why?"

"Because Laura and Sandra aren't around here anymore, why do you think?"

"You do it because your sisters aren't around?"

"Yes. I like having sex with women too. They stick to each other a lot

more than they ever let me join in. I've only made love with Laura three

times this last year. And Sandra only twice!"

"Does Clark know?"

"Yes. He said it was all right. Sandra had another female lover outside

the family before. A bi-sexual. Rebeca...I forget her last name, anyway

they kept that up for a little while, and Paul didn't mind her doing that.

So why should Clark mind if I do it to find a woman to be with every once

and awhile."

"I don't know...is she nice?"

"Yeah. She's gorgeous, big pouty lips. Black hair, huge tits. And the

nicest tightest ass you've ever seen."

"How much does she know about you?"

"This and that. She knows I have an older boyfriend, one that I've told

her I'm going to marry. The only thing is is she keeps saying she'd love to

come to my wedding."

"Well, you don't have to worry about that for awhile yet...."

"Six years, four days, six hours, and..." she said glancing at the clock in

the wall. "Two minutes."

"What no seconds?" I asked almost astonished that she had it all planed out

to the minute.

She glanced at the clock again and then added "Thrity," before laughing.

To the second. I laughed with her for a few moments before she seemed the

mood lightened a little. "Would you like to go to bed with me? Right now.

I won't even expect you to pay me."

"Pay you? Who pays you!"

"No one. No one pays me."

"Angela tell me the truth, who's been paying you for sex!"

"She has ok!"

"Why would she do that? How old is she?"

"I think she's somewhere around twenty-five, and thirty."

"And what does she pay you for?"

"Making kiddie porn, at least that's what she calls it. All it really is,

is having sex with her, or...sometimes another girl...with her husband

filming it...that's all."

"And how old are these other girls?"

"It varies. Some are around six, I guess, and some of them are as old as

seventeen, but they screw Mark. That's her husband."

"Have you?"

"NO. I wouldn't cheat on Clark with another man. Ever! Well, except

maybe Brad or Paul."

"Angela it's not right for them taping you and the other kids having sex

you know that don't you?"

"I know. But I get a hundred bucks every time I go over there, and I

usually get to buy something nice for Clark plus I can get some things for

myself."

"Do the other girls get payed?"

"Yeah. The same thing I do."

"How long are you going to do this for?"

"When Clark and I mate I'm going to stop. I'll probably find someone to

share our bed on a more permanent basis. Like Dad's trying to get you into

bed. But I don't want to be payed for making love. It's not right. Sex is

what you pay for, love making is what you give and receive.

"I want that for Clark and me. Not going to some dark studio and some fake

scenery."

"I don't blame you Angela I don't think I could ever do that, not even

once. It would be too hard for me. But at least your going to stop it

soon."

"Yep, four days left."

"How often do you go...and do that kind of stuff?"

"Well, Wednesday's my last day! Then I'm going to tell Francine then too.

Then I'll be Clark's. And in a few more years we'll get married and start

having some kids."

"So Wednesday is your absolute last day?"

"Yes."

"Don't you think you should tell the police about them exploiting those

other girls?"

"Nah, they like it."

"Are you sure Angela?"

"Yes, I'm positive."

"Then you think we should just let it be?"

"Yes."

"Well, as long as Wednesday's your last day, and your not going to go back

there again...I won't do anything."

"Thanks."

"Jessica," someone whispered softly from above me.

"What," I groaned trying to stretch before realizing that I couldn't

stretch my arms completely in my own bed.

"Good morning," Dick whispered leaning a little closer and kissing my lips.

"What are you doing in my bedroom?"

"I came to wake you up, and see if I could lie with you for a little while

before we had to get up."

"Oh," I groaned pushing against his bare chest before I felt the poke

against the sheets between my crotch. "Are you naked?"

"Completely," he replied grinning before giving me a soft little kiss.

"Now what do you say, can I get in bed with you and cuddle with you for a

little while?"

"Dick...."

"Come on sweetheart, just cuddling. I promise, unless you want to do

something more."

"Dick!"

"All right, just cuddling, come on. How can you resist a good cuddle?"

"Where's Daniel?"

"At the bar with Clark, they left about an hour ago."

"Angela?"

"School."

"So we're all alone?"

"You got it."

"Dick. I don't think we should."

"Come on Jes, its just a cuddle!"

"But to you its always more than a cuddle. Oh sure, first its a cuddle,

then its kisses, then some caressing. Then you'd move on to heavy petting

and then finally making love. It wouldn't be right Dick!"

"Well too bad," he said pulling the covers back bunching them up. Exposing

my naked body before climbing in beside me and pulling the covers back up

over us. "I want to cuddle."

"Dick," I sighed as he pulled me into his warm strong arms pulling my back

tight against his chest.

"What," he whispered brushing away some hair from my neck and kissing my

neck.

"Nothing," I groaned as he sucked a little on a small place on my neck

while an unmistakable firmness settled against my butt.

"Jes, you know how much I want you."

"Yes."

"I love you Jes, and I always want to keep you safe from harm. And if I

can do anything to prevent it I want to be able to take the precations to do

it."

"What do you want Dick, besides my body."

"Yesterday in the shower I realized how really vulnerable you were. It

scared me, but I came to the conclusion that if you didn't want to join us

fully. Making love, biting, kissing I at least want to nip you. Just

enough so that if you ever need help you'll be able to call me. So I don't

have to be completely listening to the noises all around me.

"Dick...."

"Just a little nip Jes, you'll hardly notice it, and if you ever need any

help all you'll have to do is call me. Please let me do that much to help

protect you."

"Dick..." I groaned, suddenly finding the thought of having Dick always at

my beck and call very appealing. "Would it hurt?"

"No. I'll be gentle."

"What do you mean by call?"

"I mean that when you need help, you'll always be able to call me where

ever you are. Without a holo-phone."

"All...all right," I stuttered. "What do I have to do?"

"Just roll on to your back," he told me softly while stroking my stomach.

Then he leaned close to me pressing his hard shaft into my leg and I felt

his hot breath on my neck, a little warm feeling, and then he pulled back.

"There," he said smiling down at me.

"Your done?"

"What were you expecting?"

"I don't know, I've just never really thought about it."

"You really are beautiful," he said sweeping his hand over my front pushing

the blankets back a little to uncover my breasts. "Very very beautiful.

Let me make love to you, and make you completely mine Jes. Please."

"Dick I think I should go have my shower."

"Oh no you don't get out of it that easily," he said rubbing his hand

further and further towards my crotch before I eased my legs apart a

tiny-tiny-tiny-little bit. Enough for his fingers to slip deeper into my

small curls.

"Dick."

"Jes, when are you going to let me," he said with a smile rubbing me, but

not moving his fingers in any direction of penetrating me.

"I'm not."

"Jes, sooner or later I will make love to you!"

"The answer is still no Dick."

"We'll see...we'll see," he said settling down cuddling up closer to me.

"But until then, we should just enjoy ourselves the best we can."

"Dick, why," I asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Why what?"

"Why do you...why do you want to...have sex with me?"

"I want to make love to you Jes, because I love you."

"But I'm your sister."

"You're also a woman, a woman that is very beautiful. That deserves more

than she's gotten out of life. That deserves to be safe in life. That

deserves feeling pleasure. A woman that deserves to be made love to."

"So you want to do it out of charity?"

"No Jes! I love you. That's why I want to make love to you. I want to

treat you as you deserve to be treated as a woman, as my mate."

"Dick!"

"Jes, I don't want to do anything out of charity, and if I did you would be

the last person that I'd ever treat like that. You mean too much to me to

act like that.

"Besides I'm not looking for a one nighter where I can satisfy some hidden

sense that I'm pitying you because I'm not. I'm looking for a life-long

relationship with you Jes. Marriage, kids, everything Jes. That's what I

want for you, for me, for us."

"Why?"

"I don't know, I just do Jes. That's all I know. I'm attracted to

you...I'm attracted to you so strongly it's hard for me to keep anything

straight anymore; the amount you've got me wound up is so distracting."

"But Daniel's your wife. You have her."

"I know, and I love her beyond any amount of words that I could ever

express. But your also a part of my life Jes, and I want to make you a

fuller part of my life. A part of my life that we can be like this for the

rest of our lives. Lying in bed together, cuddling, kissing like this," he

said brushing his lips across my temple.

"I...I like doing this too, but it doesn't mean that I want everything that

you just said. We were never that close when we were young Dick, we never

hugged and kissed like we've been doing lately. Never touched each other

like you've been doing."

"You still think it's wrong don't you?"

"Isn't it? I keep remembering that time in the bathroom. I didn't like it

Dick, the way you forced me into that situation."

"I was young, I'm sorry. I never should have done it Jes, not the way I

did."

"But you still would have found a way to do it wouldn't you have?"

"Probably. I found you very cute compared to the girls that I went to

school with. You attracted me a lot more than any of them did Jes. Even if

I did tease you a lot I only did it because it meant I could get close to

you."

"We...we would have been having sex long before now if Sandi hadn't come

along wouldn't we've?"

"Probably but without Sandi, I wouldn't have the kids, or Daniel, or

anything that my life's become. Nor would I have known how good life was

with her...."

"You miss her don't you?"

"Of course I do. And every days a struggle to keep going. I promised

her...once, before we were married...that...if anything happened to her,

that I'd follow her after I had made sure the kids were safe."

"Suicide? Oh Dick!"

"I guess, I don't know. It's just been so...hard looking at Paul, and

Laura, and worst of all Angela. I can see there mother so much in them, and

every time it reminds me of the promise I made to her.

"I have never broken a promise to her Jessica. Never. I don't know what I

should do any more. I've given the kids everything I could give them. I've

loved Daniel every day like it was my last. And I want to give you

something solid that I can say that we'd be together till the day we die.

"I want that Jessica, I want to make love to you every night I can. Every

day I can. I want to spend time with you Jes. With you and Daniel, with

the kids...but it's hard."

"Dick, she'd want you to be happy, she'd want you to keep going. You nor

her didn't know that you'd marry someone else too. You can't give up

because you made a promise like that Dick.

"Daniel needs you. The kids need you. What happens when Dad dies. Who's

going to perform your grand kids marriages? Who's going to be Grandpa to

Paul Jr. and Ophelia? Who's going to spoil them rotten, like Grandpa Bob

did to us?"

"Those are all things that make it hard Jes. And you're another. One of

the hardest there is. I'd kill a hundred people just to roll over right now

and make love to you, you know that don't you.

"I can't help feeling like that, it's hard to resist those feelings. And

the promise I made to Sandi has been gnawing at me ever since she...left. I

don't know what I'm supposed to do any more."

"Stay with us Dick, that's what's important. Let the dead stay dead and

stay with the living. Stay with us Dick. Stay with me. That's what's

important. We all need you here with us."

"Do you?"

"Dick...yes. I do. I need my brother."

"What about your lover?"

"I don't have one Dick, and I don't see having one any time soon."

We spent a couple of hours laying in bed cuddling and just talking. It was

so gentle and so relaxed. After a while his stroking even seemed more

natural than it had when he had first climbed into bed with me.

Three days later when I was in the living room cuddled up to one side of

Dick, while Daniel was on the other. Angela and Clark came in together

naked. Dick got up and started the camera recording before sitting down

between Daniel and me again. Then they made love. It was exactly like the

holo-crystal of Sandra and Paul that I had watched.

Only when I watched Angela and Clark, it felt right being there. I didn't

feel as much out of place as I had when I had watched the holo. Not like an

outsider. Clark spread Angela's legs and showed her around before plunging

into her. Stopping up her pussy with his thick manly cock.

Even the streak of hair down his back didn't look strange any more. It

looked sensual, attractive, powerful. He looked like Dick. The Dick that

had been so kind and caring and generous over the last few days. The Dick

that told me he loved me. The Dick that gave me passionate kisses first

thing in the morning and the last thing at night.

He didn't push, other than asking me every day if he could make love to me.

I had spent two mornings with him just like the last one.

Even the night before I had slept with him and Daniel in their bed, and I

had watched when they'd made love. Then he pulled us both close to him

before he would allow either of us to go to sleep.

Clark and Angela's love making was wild and passionate, just like Dicks had

been with Daniel the previous night. It was beautiful, sensous, and so

loving I could hardly believe it. And it was so close a mirror image of how

Dick made love it was almost a little unnerving.

After they had finished Dick shut the camera off while Clark and Angela

went to their own room. Right afterwards Dick and Daniel turned in, saying

that I was welcome to join them in bed again tonight. At that point or

later into the evening.

About ten thirty I turned in. To my own room. I felt so lonely, and

separated from everyone, especially Dick. I cried myself to sleep that

night.

Sunday evening none of us but Daniel had seen the newly mated couple. And

that was only because she took them food. Dick kept the bar closed the

entire day to spend with me and Daniel. I had managed to get him through

his feelings about his promises to Sandi. I'd convinced him that the living

needed him more than Sandi did. That she would want him happy, and to go on

with his life.

"Jes, come here," Dick said holding his hands out to me when I came out of

the kitchen.

"What is it," I asked giving him my hands. He pulled me down into his lap

so quickly I was almost surprised that I wasn't standing any more.

"Tonights the last night of our deal," he whispered wrapping his arms

around my waist and giving my chin a little kiss.

"I know," I told him, trying to tell myself that the right thing was

happening by my refusing to go along with the sharade.

"Will you sleep with Daniel and me tonight?"

"I don't...."

"Please, we liked you there that one night Jes. It'll mean a lot to

me...."

"Fine. I'll sleep with you's again tonight but from tomorrow on I'm

sleeping in my old room."

"So you've made your decision already."

"No, I just haven't changed it."

"Jessica, this week has meant so much to me. I think it's meant as much to

you too. I don't want this to end. I don't want to be forced to pretend I

don't care about you when I know I do. When I know that the best thing for

you, for me is that you stay with me, as my wife. I want to make love to

you."

"Dick, I know it's hard for you but you knew when we made this deal that I

probably wouldn't ever be in your bed. Not in the way your asking."

"Jes...."

"Dick, that's my final decisions!"

"What's wrong," I asked going into Angela's room to find her crying on her

bed a few days later. "What's the matter?"

"Francine! Mark! God, I don't know what to do Aunt Jessica! I don't know

what I'm going to do!"

"Didn't you quit?"

"I told them I didn't want to make any more films. They said I had to."

"No you don't Angela."

"They showed me some pictures. One was of Clark. They knew he was my

boyfriend and my lover. They knew."

"So what's the problem Angela?"

"They also have this other picture. One I never knew existed."

"Of what?"

"I lied to you Aunt Jessica. I...I was with Francine one time, without the

camera on. In her and Marks' bedroom. We were having some fun. I was on

my back, she was between my legs. Then...Mark came in.

"He dropped his pants and made me suck him off. They had pictures of it

Aunt Jessica. They said if I quit they'll give them to Clark, and that

they'd suggest that I did more than that.

"I don't want Clark to know about that Aunt Jessica. I love him so much,

and he'd be so angry at me for doing it. I don't want him to do what Paul

did to Sandra. She was so lonely without him. I don't want to be that

lonely Aunt Jessica. I want to be with Clark for the rest of my life. I

don't want this to ruin it!"

"Oh honey, couldn't you just tell Clark then...."

"No, I can't do that!"

"Then what else do you think we could do?"

"I don't know, but Clark can't see those pictures."

"Angela it was just a...a blow job...."

"But I took another man's seed Aunt Jessica. I let another man violate me

with his seed, a man that's outside of this family. Do you know how

disgraceful that is to everyone else."

"I think I could make a guess. Where is the place that you go when your

filming these?"

"A warehouse on seventh and Redding. It's got a big sign over it that says

Kids' Emporium. Why?"

"Don't worry about it, ok. I'll take care of it."

"Really?"

"I'll try my best sweety."

"Thanks Mo...I mean...Aunt Jessica."

"Is that how you think of me? As your mother?"

"A...a little I guess. You and Dad have been so close lately and then now

all of a sudden you two are so far apart again. I was all set up for a

wedding, and a...a new mother but now you two act so different. Are you

angry with him?"

"No. I'm not angry with him Anglea."

"Is he angry at you...if he is I'll...."

"No he's not angry at me hon."

"Then what's wrong? Why are you two acting like...strangers?"

"Angela, it's kind of hard to explain."

"Come on, your going to try and help me, why don't you let me try and help

you?"

"Angela...it's complicated."

"So? Explain it to me."

"Angela...he's my brother...that's what the problem is."

"What's the problem with that?"

"It's...I've never thought that it was right to ever be with him like a man

and woman can be together. I've always thought it was bad."

"Like everyone else?"

"Well, I guess...it's incest Angela."

"Only if you think of it like that Aunt Jessica. If you think of him as a

man, which he is, a very strong handsome one the problem isn't there any

more."

"But he wants to have kids!"

"Really? You mean I could have another brother or sister?"

"Angela...I never said we were I'm just saying that's what he wants?"

"Do you want to have kids?"

"Of course I do...but Dicks? Angela it's hard for me to think of him like

that." It was a lie pure and simple. It was the only way I'd been able to

think of him for the last week.

"I don't think it's as hard for you to think of him as that as much as your

trying to make me believe. I think you'd like to make love to him too!"

"Too?"

"I would always enjoy making love to Dad. But he's never asked me, and I

don't think he ever did with Laura or Sandra. I've only seen him naked, but

I liked what I saw every time."

"Angela, just because he's a..." very, very, very, "...n attractive man,

doesn't mean that I should sleep with my brother."

"Why don't you want to? Is it a commitment you want I'm sure...."

"He already offerered me that..." I heaved slouching a little on her bed.

"Then what's the problem?"

"He's my brother...that's whats wrong."

"If that's true I would never have had the warm fulfilling life that I have

to this point! Why is it so hard to accept Dad's love when you can accept

Sandra and Paul, or Laura and Brad, or even me and Clark. I don't

understand what the difference is Aunt Jessica.

"Except for the simple difference that it would be you finding some

happiness."

"Angela...it's not that simple."

"Isn't it?"

"Angela are you...oh I'm sorry," Clark said standing in the doorway. "I

didn't realize you were in here Aunt Jessica."

"What is it Clark?"

"I'll...I'll come back later."

"No, it's all right Clark, we were just finishing," I said getting up off

the bed. "Thanks Angela," I told her kissing her forehead.

"Your welcome...mom," she finished it in a whisper but I still heard the

little word. I shouldn't have liked the sound of it, but it brought a warm

feeling to my heart anyway.

"I'll leave you two alone."

The next day I decided to go and see the Francine and her husband. So

after I dropped Angela off at school I went off to where the address she had

given me was.

It took me nearly an hour to find the place, but when I did I almost kicked

myself for missing such an obvious building. The "Kid's Emporium" sign had

to be ten feet square. I parked in a shabby parking lot, almost afraid to

leave it out in the open.

I felt even worse about getting out of the safety of the car in such a

rotten neighbohrhood. But it was for Angela so I forced enough courage up

get out of the car and go inside the door to the warehouse.

"Can I help you," a blue eyed brunnette asked from behind a desk in an

empty room. Obviously a front.

"Yes, I'm here to see...Francine...or Mark."

"And you are?"

"A friend. They said any time that I wanted to...come see...a movie

being...made."

"I understand," the woman said with a sly smile. "Right through there,"

she said pointing at the door. "I'll buzz you through."

"Thanks."

When I was through I was almost horrified at what I saw. On the bed was

this girl, she had to be about six years old, and an older girl around

fourteen maybe fifteen, shoving a dildo into the little girl. Forcefully,

and the little girl was crying a little at the pain of the penetration.

Behind the fourteen year old was a man that looked like he was in his late

twenties was fucking her from behind.

The fourteen year old hardly even had breasts, and this creep was fucking

her like she was his age. He was grabbing her by her non-existent hips and

pulling her back to meet him roughly. It was horrible and she was trying to

force out a smile for the camera while holding back screams of what had to

be pain.

"What the hell are you's doing!" I demanded moving closer.

"What? Who the hell are you," a woman asked coming towards me. She was

dressed in a pink flowery sweater, Brown hair draping over her shoulders

across her breasts. Green eyes shining angrily at me. "How the hell did

you get in here."

"All right girls I guess that's all we'll be able to get in for today," the

man said backing away from the two little girls. "Cindy why don't you go

find your mother. She's probably upstairs," he told the five year old

patting her little bum. "Tell her we'll pick up again tomorrow. Liz, same

for you ok honey, but tomorrow why don't you tell your parents your going to

sleep over, huh? We'll make a real night of it. Just the three of us."

"Sure Mark," the fourteen year old said smiling and kissed him on the lips

while stroking his penis. "If your sure you don't want to finish today."

"I'm sure honey."

"Answer me!" the woman demanded pushing me.

"I...I'm Angela's mother! Are...are you Mrs. Winslow?"

"Yes, but what the...."

"You've been pimping her for pornographic holo's! I don't want her doing

it anymore! And I want those pictures you took of her!"

"Mark, look I don't know who you are but your not getting anything. How

the hell did you get in here!"

"I want those pictures and the negatives."

"What's wrong," the man that had been with the little girls asked wrapped

in a robe.

"This bitch says she's Angela's mother, she wants some sort of photo's!"

"What photo's?"

"You damn well know what photo's you son of a bitch. You and her having

oral sex. You's should be ashamed of yourselves, using little girls like

that for your own pleasure."

"It's fun too," he said smiling.

"You bastard!" I shouted lunging at him.

"Whoa," he said catching my hands "Your a fiesty one," he said. "Francine

why don't we see if she's as good as her daughter?"

"No, let me go!"

"Take her."

"No leave me alone!"

"A good rape should make us a little fortune."

"NO! LET ME GO!"

"She's as cute as her daughter isn't she," he said pulling me closer to the

disgusting bed. "Go make sure everyone's left! Let Liz go for the day

too."

"All right," she said as he threw me down on the bed.

"Before you go turn the camera on."

"Sure," she said smiling as he climbed on top and straddled my stomach

tearing off my blouse.

"Let me go. Let me go! Please. Stop. Stop. Don't do this!"

"Let's see what we've got here," he said laying his hand on my breast and

curling his fingers under my bra. "They certainly are firm!" Then he tore

my bra away. "Oh yes, beautiful soft pink nipples."

"Get off me," I screamed pushing at him but he took my nipple in his mouth

anyway and started sucking on it. "No!" I kicked and I screamed as hard as

I could, finally I managed to get my hand free and I struck him across the

face.

"You bitch!" he shouted and shook me. I clawed at his face drawing blood,

leaving scratches all across his cheek. "You bitch!" he shouted this time

punching me in the stomach.

"Stop," I begged but he punched again, this time hitting me in the face.

"Stop it." Again and again he hit me with his fists. "NO!"

"You like it rough don't you!" he said licking my swelling lips before

hitting me again.

"ASSHOLE!" I shouted trying to defend myself, only to be hit again.

"Mark what are you doing," Francine said touching his shoulder.

"I'm giving the bitch what she deserves," he said hitting me again. Then

he reached over my head while still holding down my arms and grabbing

something then when he pulled back he was holding a shiny knife.

"I'm going to like this," he whispered close to my ear before drawing the

blade of the knife across the underside of my breasts. Then when he raised

the kife up again it was covered in my blood. Then he pushed the knife back

against my chest and I could feel it digging deeper into me. I stopped

thrashing beneath him fearing sticking the knife even deeper into myself.

When I started whimpering he grinned at me and then I felt someone yanking

my pants off again. He turned around and smiled over his shoulder as a hand

touched my pussy, I kicked and bucked against it knowing I'd made a mistake

as I felt the warm slick mixture from my chest. I'd bucked against the

knife and put it into myself. I started getting dizzy and I barely heard

the sound of snarling before the front door crashed to the floor.

"Come on let's go," Francine said quickly pulling him off of me.

"Oh my sweet," someone said above me, a deep rich baratone voice. "What

have they done to you," it said scooping me up into strong arms. I knew it

had to be him.

"Dick," I groaned as he pulled me into his chest.

"Hold on, I'll get you to the hospital."

"Dick we've got to do something," Daniel whispered to me with her arm

around my waist as we looked down at where Jessica was lying in the damned

hospital bed. "The doctors said...."

"I know...she won't live...through the injuries...."

"Oh Dick why was she there! What would she be doing over there in the

first place."

"I don't know honey," I said wrapping my arm around her. "Mom and Dad

should be here soon."

"Dick?"

"Mom. Dad."

"How is she," Jake (my father) asked.

"She...her...injuries are...she's bad. Really bad."

"How did it happen?"

"I don't know...I don't know. I should have gotten there quicker! If I

had...."

"Dick you couldn't have done anything more than you did," Daniel said

pushing herself tighter against my chest.

"What did the doctor say?" Christa (my mother) asked in her soft tone,

trying to keep her blonde-going grey hair out of her blue eyes.

"She's got a lot of internal hemoraging, and a few broken ribs, and too

many bruises...and some stab wounds," Daniel told them.

"Do you know who did this to her?"

"I'm not totally sure...but I do know it was a man. I got to her before he

had a chance to...get any further...he was...trying to rape her."

"Oh my god!" Christa gasped.

"He didn't get that far though."

"He got too far as far as I'm concerned," Jake said taking Jessica's hand

in his and kissing it. My beautiful Jessica, my poor Jessica. I felt so

helpless watching her lay there. So still and so hurt.

"...Hunt them down, don't hurt them, just come back and tell me where they

are," I told Angela and Clark. "I want them found! They're going to pay

for doing this to her."

"We will," Clark told me squeezing Angela's shoulder.

"I mean it, don't harm them, don't even talk to them. I don't want them

scared off!"

"Yes Dad," Angela said looking at me with tears in her eyes.

"We'll go right now," Clark said heading for the door of the kitchen.

"You go, I want to talk to Dad for a minute," Angela told Clark letting him

go.

"All right, but don't be too long."

"I won't, I promise," she said kissing his cheek. Then he left. "Dad...."

"What is it?"

"I...I know who they were...."

"Who?" I growled.

"Their...their names are Francine and Mark Winslow. They...they make

kiddie porn."

"So what was Jessica doing there!"

"She...she was trying to help me."

"Why!"

"I...I worked for them for awhile...."

"MAKING KIDDIE PORN!"

"Dad, please keep it down! I only did it with other girls, and sometimes

with Francine."

"You slept with that bitch," I snarled at her.

"Dad, please I'm...I'm trying to explain. I gave Mark a blow job once."

"YOU WHORE!"

"Dad please!"

"How could you ever...."

"Dad please...be quiet!"

"YOU SLUT!" I shouted at her filled with rage. She'd actually been with

the man that had....

"What the hells going on!" Clark demanded coming into the kitchen again.

"Your little slut of a mate was with the son of a bitch that hurt her!"

"What!" he said turning his gaze on her. "Is that true?"

"...yes..." she replied in a near whisper.

"How...how could you!"

"Clark it was an accident. I swear! He was never in me. I swear Clark.

I swear," she said holding onto his shirt.

"You were with that BASTARD!"

"Clark...please...don't do anything rash."

"Rash? How...how could you Angela! I thought we meant something to each

other."

"Clark you mean...."

"STOP IT!" I shouted at them. "You two have something to do. Now go do

IT! Find them!"

"How is she?"

"Oh Dick, the doctor was in here a few minutes ago," Christa said grabbing

my arm.

"What's wrong mom?"

"They...they want to take her off the life support. They think she won't

make it."

"What did you tell them?"

"We said we wanted her to have every chance she could."

"Mom..." I started glancing over at where Jake and Daniel were asleep.

"...I have an idea."

"Oh Dick, what, please tell me!"

"Come on, let's take a walk, so we can talk. It's important."

"Dick...all right, let's go. What is it," she asked once we were in the

hall.

"I've been interested in Jessica."

"What?"

"I've been trying to convince her to be my mate."

"Dick?"

"Mom I care a lot about her. She's turned into a very caring loving

woman."

"She knows about how you feel?"

"Yes. I have been very open with that to her."

"But?"

"She doesn't feel the same way. She's thought it was wrong. But I don't

think she believes it as much as she says she does."

"Dick, what does that...."

"I'm getting to it, please just be patient."

"I love her Mom. I don't like seeing her in that bed any more than you.

I've got Angela and Clark out looking for the two that...."

"There was two of them?"

"The man and his wife! Just listen. I remember how much you didn't like

what we are. What we've become. But the truth is we're stronger than

everyone else. Stronger. More sexual. Faster...."

"Dick...."

"...and we heal faster Mom. I haven't had a sick day in my life save for

when I was in the hospital that one time. But Jessica, she's normal...she's

like everyone else."

"Is...has she gone onto the kind of diet you were on?"

"No, she hasn't. Mom she's as normal as everyone else, but it's not doing

her any good right now. It's hurting her that much more."

"What...what are you thinking?"

"Making her one of us. Taking her as my mate."

"Dick...."

"If I do, she'll heal faster...she'll get out of the danger the doctors

believe can kill her. She'll be angry as hell with me, but...her life is

more important!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"I'm asking you what you think. Should I do it? If I do, she'll never

have the same kind of life she used to. And she'll be mine. She'll never

be able to get away from that, no matter how hard she tries."

"Dick...I think you should do what you think is best. But I think she'd

prefer to live."

"Would she?"

"Dick...she's my daughter, just like your my son. I want the best for both

of you. I'd give up my own life for either of you without a second thought.

I can't think any other way than wanting and doing every thing I can to make

her live her life to the fullest."

"There's a danger though. I'm going to have to bring her through the

change quickly."

"Dick...you've got to do what you think is best. She has a better chance

of living with you than she's got with these Doctors. They'd sew their

assholes up if they thought it was just an extra hole."

"I-I'm going to do it then."

"If there's anything you...you need just ask Dick."

"Can you...can you get Dad out of the room when he wakes up?"

"Of course but that won't be for a few hours. If you want I'll just wake

him and...."

"No...give me a little chance to gather up my strength...and my will

power."

"All right," she said forcing a smile and patting my arm.

"All right Jessica," I said pulling the curtain around the bed. "It's

time. I don't like the idea of forcing this on you like this

sweetheart...but I don't have much of a choice do I?

"I swear this won't hurt you...much. I'm sorry honey," I whispered in her

ear turning her head so she was her closed eyes faced away from me.

Brushing her golden hair away from her neck I lowered my lips to it and

kissed it a little.

"I love you Jessica," I whispered in her ear before biting into her neck,

tearing away a little piece of her flesh chewing and swallowing it as I

sucked on the geyser of blood.

"I want her off the life support now!" I told the nurse two days later.

"What? I thought you wanted to keep her on it."

"I want her dismissed from the hospital right now."

"What? Why? She's better off here sir!"

"I don't care just do it."

"The doctor will be by shortly to check on her."

"No, no chekups. I want her dismissed now! I'm taking her home right

now."

"Sir...that's impossible...she's in no condition."

"DO IT!" I snarled.

"Sir it's highly unort...."

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN. I WANT TO TAKE HER HOME. NOW!"

"Sir there's no point in getting angry."

"NOW! DAMN IT, NOW MEANS NOW OR DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND ENGLISH!" I said

pulling out one of the cords in her arm, placing my mouth over it and

closing the little hole.

"Sir, don't do that!"

"Dismiss her. I'm taking her out of here right now, with or without the

paper work I don't care," I said scooping Jessica up in my arms.

"ORDERLIES!" the nurse shouted down the hall.

"You'll find they won't have very much of a chance stopping me. Call them

off before they get hurt!" I told her before two men skidded to a stop

behind her.

"He's trying to take the patient out without authorization."

As gently as I could I put Jessica over my shouler holding on to her

carefully with one arm as the two men rushed at me. With my free arm I

swept them both aside knocking them into the wall beside the bed.

"I warned you," I told the nurse as I closed in on where she was standing.

"Please sir, just put her down, we'll take good care of her."

"We are leaving right now," I told her pushing her aside and leaving the

room.

"Sir, please!"

"Good bye," I told her starting down the hall, a wild shuffle taking place

behind us. Two more orderlies tried stopping me only to find them selves

spread out undignified on the floor.

"Dick where are you going?" Dr. Dalstrom asked when the elevator doors

open. He was her doctor.

"I'm taking her home."

"Dick we can take better care of her here."

"I don't think so. Now if you'll get out of my way."

"Dick I don't think that would be wise."

"I'm sorry Doctor we're going home, NOW!" I said and he backed away just as

I felt something pierce my shoulder. I turned around and found the nurse

standing there with an empty syringe.

For a second I swayed under the effects of the drug that she had injected,

then after a second my metabolism got rid of it. "You'll find that's a

waste of time too," I told her, turning on my heel and stepping into the

elevator leaving a very stunned mouth gaping nurse in the hall.

I changed Jessica's position so she was cradled comfortably in my arms.

"We'll be home soon honey."

"Dick? What...what...." she said groggily with her eyes still closed.

"Rest Jes, we'll be home soon. I promise. Then you'll be safe. No one

will ever harm you again."

It seemed like forever before I finally managed to wake up, to get away

from all the erotic dreams. To escape all the constant pleasure I imagined

being in Dick's arms.

"Where? Where am I," I groaned.

"Your home sweetheart, your safe."

"Dick? What...what's going on."

"Your in bed. You were messed up pretty good," he said softly.

"Mark," I groaned. "That son of a bitch!"

"We'll deal with him later, how do you feel honey?"

"Surprisingly good," I groaned flexing my fingers trying to sit up

prevented by something.

"Oh I forgot about that," he said softly brushing the folds of my robe

apart. "I'll get rid of it," he said tearing at something pulling what ever

it was away and setting it down beside me. A plaster cast. A cast, around

my chest.

"What...what happened?"

"You've been in the hospital. It's been nearly two weeks since you got

hurt. I brought you home, against the doctors wishes three days ago so they

couldn't see...."

"See what?"

"See the change in you...."

"What change," I said sitting up. "What are you talking about Dick," I

said swinging my legs over the edge of the bed.

"Jessica, you should take it easy right now." I was in his bed. I got up

onto my feet and felt strong on them considering I had spent two weeks

sitting on my butt. I quickly moved from the bedroom with Dick following me

into the attatched bathroom.

"What did you do," I demanded angrily staring shocked at my mirror image

and the gold eyes that glowed back at me.

"Jes...."

"What did you do Dick." I said angrily and hit the counter with my

fist...knocking a hole in it. He'd made me one of them. All I could do was

stare at my plaster covered fist. "What did you do to me!"

"Jes, I didn't know what else to do. They really hurt you bad. Jes, even

the doctors never thought youwouldn't live. There was more than once that

they wanted to shut the life support off on you. They thought it was that

bad."

"So you turned me into one of you! Dick, how could you, how could you," I

sobbed sinking to the floor in tears. "How could you do this to me."

"Jes, I had two choices," he said squating down infront of me taking my

hands in his. "One was to let you die, the other was to let you live. I

chose the latter. It was hard enough for me to see you in that bed Jes. I

knew that you'd be angry at me, and I accept that. I didn't want to do it

to you...not like that.

"I wanted it to be special, to be romantic for us. To make it something

that we chose, together. But it didn't work out that way. It worked out

this way."

"Now I'm some sort of freak!"

"Jes, please," he said reaching out and touching my arm.

"Don't touch me!" I shouted pushing him. He landed outside the bathroom in

the bedroom a half dozen feet away from me.

"Jes, go back to bed. Get some more sleep. You'll feel better in the

morning."

"I don't want any more sleep," I growled. I couldn't believe I had

actually growled. Oh god, I couldn't believe