Epilogue.

Our lives together since we moved in have been wonderful. Cassie continues to
share the bed with Sandy and me. We have become a wonderful loving family –
loving in every way possible. Sandy and I continue to work, not because we
need to, but to give us something to occupy our time.

One evening when Sandy got home she gathered Cassie and I together and asked
each of us to take a swab that she had, wipe the inside of our mouths and then
put them in the envelope that came with the swab. Cassie and I did as
requested and I knew she planned some DNA testing, but for the life of me, I
couldn't understand why.

"What are you doing DNA testing for?" I asked.

"I'll tell you when I get the results back." she said and would not give any
further information.

A few weeks later as we sat in the den chatting before going to bed, Sandy
went over to her purse and brought out a paper.

"I got the result of the DNA testing back." she said with a glowing smile on
her face.

"And...? I said.

"And..." she started then paused. Looking at me she continued "Do you remember
the last time you saw me before I got married?"

I thought for a moment then said, "Yeah, about a month before the wedding." I
said, "Why?"

Her smile widened. "Do you remember anything special from that visit?"

I thought for a moment and suddenly it was like a light bulb had been turned
on. "You don't mean...?" I started.

"Yep!" she said "You're..."

"...Cassie's father!" I finished.

While this conversation was going on Cassie was looking at her mother and I in
confusion. Sandy turned to Cassie.

"Daddy came to visit me about a month before your father - 'the worm' and I
got married. I'd been unhappy with the way relationship between 'the worm' and
I had been going and I unburdened myself on Daddy. One thing led to another
and we wound up in bed, making love. I'd been having sex with 'the worm' for a
while, so when I found I was pregnant, I immediately thought that he was
responsible. For the moment I completely forgot about the one-night-stand with
Daddy.

"After I got divorced, and Daddy and I started making love again, I remembered
the one-night-stand. That got me wondering if my initial conclusion about who
was your father was correct, but I 'kinda forgot about it.

"A month or so ago, one of my co-workers started talking about some DNA
testing that had gone on to prove who the father of a child was and I
remembered wondering about who your real father was. I checked and the cost of
a DNA test has gone way down so I arranged to have one done. I got the results
today and yes, Daddy - Uncle Harry is your real father, not 'the worm'!"

Looking at me she continued. "You no longer have to pretend he's your dad when
you call him Daddy – 'cause he really is."

Silence from Cassie then tears as she ran to hug us both. "Daddy, I'm so glad
I can really call you Daddy! Oh that's the bestest news ever!"

What a way to end a day – and start a whole new chapter of our life as a
family - Sandy, Cassie and myself.

*****

A couple of weeks later Sandy and I went and visited my lawyer. We gave him
the DNA test results and a signed letter authorizing him to get a new copy
directly from the lab. We asked if two things could happen, first since Sandy
and I were not blood relatives, could we get an exemption from the law
restricting the marriage of brothers and sisters. We explained that if that
could be done it was Sandy and my intention to get married - legally. The
second item was to get Cassie's name changed to ours.

About a month later the lawyer called to say that both items had been taken
care of. There was had been at least one precedent of an adopted child
marrying one of their siblings and the DNA test results made it easy to get
Cassie's name changed. Since I was the natural father and since Sandy and I
were co-habiting and had Cassie with us it made all kinds of sense.

Last week Sandy and I were married at a Justice of the Peace with just Cassie
as our witness. Now we are truly a family.

*****

Cassie had her birthday party and it was a success in more ways than one.
Sandy and I help her get things going then retired to my office where we
stayed out of the way. Cassie came in and whispered in her mother's ear, then
with a grin ran back out. Sandy informed me that Cassie was going to try to
get Jason into her 'play room' and 'do things'. When we asked her about it the
next morning she just smiled, blushed and said "We had fun." Sandy and I
laughed and asked no more questions.

*****

Oh, what happened to peeking in on Roberta you ask? Well since we'd arranged
for her to stay over for the weekend she and Cassie were in Cassie's
'playroom' on Sunday evening. About 9:00 pm Sandy came and said "Come with me,
but be very quiet!"

It seems that Cassie had 'forgotten to completely close her door' – the little
minx! When Sandy and I got there and peeked in the partially open door, there
were Cassie and Roberta playing with each other's pussies – both with bald
pussies. What a sight! I couldn't wait to get Sandy into our bed and what a
session that was! Oh, I got hard again, just thinking of it.

Who knows, maybe someday I'll be able to do more than just peek at Roberta.

The End