I could hear the water dripping from the rain gutters

   and knew the downpour had ended, and even with my eyes

   closed I knew it was lighter outside my windows.  I

   felt a hand on my thigh and reached down to caress the

   caresser.  It felt so good, I was afraid to open my eyes

   for fear I'd discover Dolores or Penny.  Besides, I was

   still too tired to open my peepers.

   To my delight, I felt a nice, fully grown-up tit

   pressing against my leg and I relaxed.  Whether it was

   Irene or Bonnie, it was okay.  The hand moved to my cock,

   gripping and stroking it, then she moved her head and

   dribbled some saliva on my glans.  I started to open my

   eyes, but just then her lips encircled my knob.  I

   groaned and surrendered, falling back with eyes still

   shut as she started sucking me.  Her ferocity and the

   expertise of her tongue told me it was Bonnie.  Her

   enthusiasm confirmed it.  My dick swelled even more from

   my usual wake-up erection and she relished that.  I felt,

   rather than heard, her throaty rumble and then she was

   sucking more of me into her mouth.  I wanted to watch

   this accomplished young fellatrix, too.  I opened my

   eyes.

   Kate, naked and sucking and jerking to beat the band.

   "What the hell -- "

   "Please, let her do it." Mark, standing with his back

   to my closed bedroom door.  "This is the first time she's

   stopped talking about this since noon."

   She drove her mouth down, down, down, taking my cock

   into her throat and then swallowing on it.  She even

   managed to work her tongue on me as she deep-throated

   me.  I was impressed.

   "She woke me up, moaning and masturbating," Mark said.

   He was wearing one of the guest robes.  The front bulged.

   "Twice she sucked me hard and then rode me dry.  And all

   the time, she kept talking about wanting you, about what

   she saw Dolores doing, about Irene and Bonnie and you."

   She pulled her mouth back up and looked at me.  Her

   face was almost demonic.  Her hand still jerked on the

   base of my cock.  "You're going to fuck me and fuck me

   hard!" she growled.  And then grinned.  "Going to kick me

   out of your bed?" She locked her lips on my glans,

   sucking hard and licking like crazy.

   I stifled a reflex scream being wrenched from me by

   the intensity of the sensation.

   "Didn't think so," Mark said, his robe open and his

   hand on his dick.  He'd moved about two steps toward the

   bed.  Kate sucked me slow and deep, taking me almost to

   the balls before she backed off.  She ran her fist slowly

   up and down the middle of my spit-slicked cock, staring

   at it like she'd never seen a dick before.  My cock felt

   ready to burst and bigger than ever, and a lot of the

   reason was that my bladder was full.  But before I could

   say anything, Kate was crawling up over me, those

   wonderful tits massaging me all the way.

   She crouched over me, running her wet pubic mat light

   over the tip of my cock.  She lowered herself and trapped

   my aching dick against my belly and started sliding her

   pussy lips up and down the underside, from the base

   almost to my naval, then back down.  She had her lower

   lip caught between her teeth and she wore an expression

   of great concentration.  She was already starting to

   moan.  I reached up and cupped her tits, hefting them and

   running my fingers over her hard nipples.  Kate raised

   her hips and reached back with one hand to grab my

   prick, aligning it.  Then she settled back and down on my

   cock and she did it very, very slowly.

   Kate surprised me, then, because here was a woman

   nearly 32 years old, a mother, who had already fucked

   her husband twice that morning -- and she was extremely

   tight, tight enough that it took a good thirty seconds

   for my glans to fully penetrate her cunt.

   It was worth the wait, though, for both of us.  Her

   mouth fell open, her eyes closed and she moaned louder

   as she rotated her hips around my prick.  Then she

   started working her cunt down my stiff schlong, bit by

   bit.  She rocked her hips up and down, taking more and

   more of me into her velvet heat as I held her tits and

   savored the feel of her ripe, mature femininity.  She

   took a good minute or so getting most of the way down on

   me.  At the last inch, her eyes opened wide, almost in

   surprise.  I'd hit bottom.  I could feel the back wall of

   her cunt against my knob.  But Kate wanted it all and

   rammed herself down, stretching herself to take all of

   me.

   "I think it's in my belly!" she gasped.  Mark had come

   up to the end of the bed and was watching intently,

   glazed eyes focused on the sight of his wife's lovely

   lower parts gorging on my hard cock.  His hand was moving

   on his hard cock as he stared.

   Kate started to raise herself.  I could hear her

   beautiful cunt slurping as it slowly released about half

   of my cock.  She was moaning continually now, which made

   me nervous.  If her siren screams started, we'd have an

   audience, which wasn't what I had in mind.  She went

   about halfway up, then let herself drop hard.  The moans

   got louder.  Uh-oh...  "Mark," I gasped, "get something in

   her mouth before she starts screaming."

   "Like what?"

   "Whatever is in your hand, you dork!" He made an "Oh"

   with his mouth, came around to the side of the bed and

   clambered up, standing unsteadily on the heaving

   mattress.  Kate turned her head and wrapped her lips

   around his hard eight-incher while she steadied herself

   -- and him -- with one hand on his hip.  She started

   sucking, riding me now in earnest.  Almost immediately, I

   felt her cunt convulse as she started cumming.  Her

   muffled screams were exciting to hear, but not nearly as

   exciting as the feel of her frantic cunt on me or her

   heaving tits in my appreciative hands.  I thrust up to

   meet her downstrokes, ramming her hungry twat as hard as

   I dared.  Mark had his hands on her shoulders and he was

   swaying his hips back and forth, carefully pumping her

   mouth.

   Kate suddenly pulled her mouth off her husband's

   throbbing dick.  "Don't -- don't -- don't you dare cum y-

   y-yet!  Either of y-y-you!"

   Then her face tightened and she looked ready to

   scream.  Mark rammed her face onto his cock just in time

   and she gurgled and shook tautly.  She started to lose

   her strength then, and was beginning to sag down onto

   me.  Mark's dick popped out of her mouth and I lowered

   her torso to my chest as he carefully climbed off the

   bed.  Her hips rolled and her cunt moved on my cock as

   she nestled against me.  I continued carefully thrusting

   until I felt her tensing again, then held her mouth

   against my chest to muffle her scream.  Her teeth pressed

   against me as she howled.  When she eased off, she

   mumbled, "Both of you...like we saw...in front and

   back...please?"

   Mark was again standing at the foot of the bed,

   stroking his cock and watching.  He didn't hear her

   clearly.  "She wants you in her butt," I explained.

   "She almost never wants that," he protested.

   "You want to argue or fuck?  Night-table drawer -- open

   it."

   Kate was bouncing her hips up and down on me again,

   her mouth against my chest.  I had my hands on her rich,

   round ass, squeezing it and enjoying the play of those

   firm muscles under my fingers as she quickened her ride.

   Just as she started to cum again, I pressed a fingertip

   against the rubbery rectal opening and she tightened

   immensely on me.  Piss-hard or not, I wasn't going to

   last long if she kept doing that.

   Some of her orgasmic scream almost escaped the

   muffling and she bit into my chest to stifle the volume.

   Also stifled the rising cum in my nuts.  Then the bed

   shifted as Mark crawled up, feet outside my knees.  His

   dick was completely coated and throbbing like a

   teenager's above his wife's beautiful ass.  I separated

   the cheeks of her ass and held her tightly down against

   me.  Mark lined up his dick and I felt her tense and

   shiver as he pressed it against her ass.  Her cunt

   clenched feverishly around my prick as his dick started

   to spread her sphincters.  When his glans finally popped

   inside her ass, she made a funny noise, growling like a

   woods animal.  Mark pressed the rest of his cock into her

   and the sensation of tightness spreading slowly up her

   cunt and over my cock was unbelievable.  His balls

   finally swung against the base of my dick and her cunt

   and Kate lay stock-still, as if paralyzed.  "I feel so

   fucking stuffed," Kate mumbled.

   Mark bent close and kissed her ear and the side of her

   face.  "Oh, honey," she whispered, "I love you so

   much...both of you.  Oh!" The "oh" was because Mark had

   just twitched his dick a little bit deeper into her.

   "Unnnnnnnn...." she groaned as he pulled back about

   halfway, then slid slowly back into her.  She kept making

   that same, low noise as he speeded his pumping.  I lay

   motionless, savoring the marvelous sensation of his dick

   rubbing mine through the thin membrane separating her

   stretched asshole from her stuffed cunt.

   "C'mon, fuck me, fuck me!" she hissed at me, raising

   herself onto her elbows.  I tried moving a little inside

   her while Mark lengthened and speeded his strokes behind

   her.  "Yeah!" she hissed as her husband pounded her ass

   and I hunched my cock in and out of her, sometimes

   simultaneous with his sodomy, sometimes syncopated.

   Kate's lovely face was bright red and contorted as she

   growled and moaned.  "Harder!  Fuck me harder, damn you!  I

   want you to pound me!"

   "Bad pun," I gasped.  She took my hair in one hand and

   mashed her lips against mine.  She sucked my tongue into

   her mouth and treated it the way she'd treated my dick.

   I held her ass in my hands, Mark's abdomen hitting my

   fingers when he slammed down.  I pumped her hips up and

   down in time with my urgent thrusts up at her, letting

   Mark fend for himself.  He was doing just fine, lowering

   himself till his weight was on his wife's back (and me)

   and he thrust all the way into her at the same moment I

   did.

   Kate screamed into my mouth as she felt her husband's

   cock swell and twitch and then fire its load deep into

   her ass.  Her cunt cranked down on my cock so hard that

   any thoughts I'd had about cumming were finished for the

   moment; it was just too tight, like a cock ring, for me

   to unload.  That was a first for me, too.

   Kate's orgasm was every bit as awe-inspiring as I'd

   imagined.  She just kept cumming and cumming, her entire

   body rigid and taut as a violin string.  She barely

   shuddered, barely moved, for the longest time.  It was

   like a seizure of some kind.  Mark was climbing

   thoughtfully off us, slowly pulling his shrinking prick

   out of her ass.  When his glans came out of her

   constricted anus, it made a loud sucking noise.

   Then Kate shook and sucked in a long, noisy, rasping

   breath.  She was shivering uncontrollably.  She finally

   sagged and went limp as a wet cloth.  I rolled us over,

   staying inside her.  Her legs fell open and I pumped her

   furiously for a few seconds, trying to relieve the ache

   in my nuts.  She came a few times, even as she lapsed

   into unconsciousness; I felt it on my cock and saw it in

   the way her tummy convulsed and her abdomen hardened.

   But I was past the time of cumming easily and tiring

   fast...and I had to piss in the worst way.

   I pulled out of her slowly.  I bent to kiss her hard

   nipples and, lightly, her lips.  Even dozing, she

   whispered, "I love you, Mark." I climbed off the bed,

   stood and groaned.

   Mark was staring at his wife and my cock.  "Okay, you

   got what you wanted, she got what she wanted -- now

   cuddle your honey." He nodded and moved mechanically

   toward her.  I stepped out of my bedroom just as she

   nuzzled up to him and made a soft, happy sound.  I envied

   him her love and -- even more, now -- her lust.

   On bowed legs, I stepped into the bathroom and waited

   long minutes for my cock to deflate enough to begin

   voiding my bladder.  When at long last it was done, I was

   still left with aching nuts.

   I showered quickly, brushed my teeth, pulled on my

   robe and went downstairs in search of food.  I had just

   burned a lot of calories and my stomach was growling.  I

   grabbed a breadstick from the Stella Dora package in the

   refrigerator and munched it as I refilled and started

   the coffeemaker.  Then I decided to check on my other

   guests.

   Penny's bed was made and she was nowhere in sight.

   When I looked out into the yard, though, I saw her

   curled up on a chaise lounge by the pool, devouring one

   of my books.  Fine.

   Then I decided to look into the other bedroom, the one

   assigned to Irene and Bonnie, the one where Dolores had

   been stashed after her "rescue" the previous night.  I

   opened the door quietly and looked inside.  Irene and

   Bonnie were still clothed and still sleeping, wrapped

   sweetly in each other's arms in one bed.  In the other,

   Dolores sat with her back against the headboard, looking

   from the bi-lovers to the doorway.  She was naked and she

   had her hands between her legs.  Busy little fingers.

   "I heard what was going on upstairs," she said.  "I

   went up and watched for a while." Her whisper was barely

   audible.  "I came downstairs and washed up." She pulled

   her knees back and up, almost to her quivering young

   breasts.  "I've been waiting for you."

   I started to back out of the doorway, the door knob in

   my hand, but Bonnie raised her head and grinned.  "Come

   on, Uncle Dan -- it's inevitable.  Surrender."

   My dick was already giving the lie to any protests I

   might have made and the robe wasn't concealing it at

   all.  I stepped into the room, closed -- and locked --

   the door and surrendered to the inevitable.

   Chapter Fourteen

   Bonnie kissed Irene awake and whispered to her.  Irene

   looked over at me, standing between the two beds with my

   robe open and my dick sticking out.  She looked at

   Dolores on the other bed, rubbing her adolescent

   clitoris and pinching her hard nipples.

   "You didn't have a chance," Irene said softly to me,

   then smiled and began pulling Bonita's tee-shirt off.

   Bonnie leaned over and gave my cock a quick, wet,

   maddening suck, then raised her arms for Irene to expose

   those beautiful tits.  Dolores crawled toward me on her

   bed.  It was an awkward crawl, because she kept one hand

   between her legs.  She looked unbelievably sexy, her

   tight body all sinuous and aroused, her hard-nippled

   young tits barely jiggling as she stalked my dick.  She

   knelt upright and put her free hand on my cock.

   "It's so big and hard and beautiful," she whispered.

   She kissed my cock, then leaned forward and rubbed it on

   each of her nipples.  "I'm all ready for it," she said.

   "Don't make me wait any more...please?" Then she slowly

   sat back and began to recline, her fingers holding onto

   my dick as if it were the only thing keeping her from

   falling.  I felt hands brush the robe off my shoulders.  I

   glanced left.Irene and Bonnie were naked.  Bonnie was

   just leaning back into the circle of Irene's arms.  Irene

   was caressing Bonnie's beautiful tits and licking her

   ear.

   Dolores finally let go of my cock.  When she was sure

   my eyes were fixed on her, she whispered, "Want you.

   Watch!" With the wonderful limberness of youth, she

   brought her legs up and opened them, then wrapped her

   arms around the back of her knees -- which were almost

   even with her ears.  Her fresh, lightly haired little

   pussy was winking up at me.  Her clitoris was fearsomely

   swollen and as I got to my knees in front of her, I

   could see her cunt tighten and twitch.

   As I crawled up over her, Bonnie and Irene knelt

   beside me.  Bonnie kissed my cheek and whispered, "Be

   sweet to her, like her fantasy." I understood and leaned

   down to kiss Dolores.  She kissed me back, passionate and

   sweet and hungry.  I raised my face as I felt Irene

   pressing against my side.  Bonnie bent down to kiss her

   younger sister lightly on the cheek and eyes while Irene

   pressed her face next to mine.  I turned my head toward

   her and kissed her.  "It's you I want in my arms," I

   confessed.  "Do you know that?"

   "I can feel it," she breathed into my mouth.  "I want

   you, too.  But you have a service to render, first." Her

   hand slid along my stomach and her fingers gripped and

   aimed my cock down at Dolores's little pussy.  I let the

   woman I craved fit my knob into the welcoming teenaged

   cunt.

   Dolores moaned quietly and began wriggling her narrow

   hips as I pressed down and into her.  It was a very tight

   fit, but she was demanding and so were my swollen nuts.

   I looked down to see Bonnie spreading her sister's labia

   as my prick stretched Dolores's cunt.

   If she hadn't been so slippery with her arousal, it

   would never have entered -- but she was and it did.  My

   glans squeezed into her and I thought that despite the

   evidence of my eyes, I must have gone into her ass.  It

   was too tight and hot for it to be her cunt.  Dolores let

   out a soft squeak and I froze.

   "Are you okay, baby?" Bonnie asked, caressing her

   sister's face with both hands now.

   Dolores's face was tight, her eyes clenched shut, but

   she nodded jerkily.  "It's just so big in there!" she

   managed to gasp.  "It surprised me."

   "We can stop," I suggested, half-meaning it.  The other

   half wanted to ram into her and unload in that

   impossibly tight young cunt.

   "No, no -- I want it," Dolores said.  Her eyes slowly

   opened, about halfway.  "Please, I want it -- it's

   starting to feel good." She rolled her little hips

   experimentally, then arched them down till her swollen

   clitty was pressed against my thick shaft.  She groaned

   in obvious pleasure.  "Ohhhhh!" She bucked her hips up.  I

   started pressing down and into her, feeling her young

   cunt give way slowly, reluctantly.

   The walls spread and stretched for me, but her cunt

   muscles were already fluttering.  When I was halfway into

   her, she slid her hands down to my hips, let her knees

   catch on my shoulders -- and came.  "Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah!"

   she hissed through clenched teeth.  Her hips jerked and I

   watched her stomach ripple in time with the contractions

   on my cock.

   Bonnie leaned down and kissed her on the lips and I

   felt Irene get behind me and press her firm breasts into

   my back.  I pushed steadily down and into as far as I

   could.  Her cunt was sucking at my dick as well as

   massaging it.  But then I felt the end of her cunt

   against me and she twitched uncomfortably.  She'd reached

   her limit and we both knew it.  I pulled back carefully

   and then slid into her again, a bit more easily.

   "All of it," she mumbled, barely coherent as she felt

   my prick rooting around in her cunt.

   "No, honey, it'll damage you," I told her and

   continued my steady plowing of her tight young furrow.

   "Please..." Who was I to refuse?  I knew what was

   needed and carefully worked her legs off my shoulders.  I

   could feel her opening and relaxing inside with her body

   unrolled.  I raised up and used my knees to nudge her

   thighs together so she lay stretched out beneath me.  I

   reached under her with one hand and cupped her ass in my

   palm while I supported my weight off her on my other

   elbow.  She was even tighter this way, of course, but a

   little deeper, too.  I pulled her up to me as I slid

   inside her, working carefully and slowly and more

   patiently than I really wanted to.  She seemed to be

   taking a little more of my cock each time, but her

   little pussy was taking its toll of my self-control.

   "Come on -- fuck me!" Dolores murmured, groaning and

   trying to hump herself against me faster than her

   position permitted.  She brought her legs up and wrapped

   them around my thighs, then threw her arms around me and

   rammed herself onto me harder than I would have dared,

   hammering her cunt on my cock and forcing herself to

   open deeper, deeper, deeper...and then felt her tiny

   pubis against my hairy mat.

   I lowered her ass as I pulled out, then began pumping

   her up at me as I pistoned, faster and harder, into her.

   Beneath me, Dolores was cumming like a breached dam,

   writhing and hunching up at me.  She was crashing her

   narrow hips up at me faster, demandingly, her cunt

   squeezing and pulling at me.  I rammed into her as hard

   as I could, bone to bone, and held my dick deep in her.

   My balls tightened and jerked, my cock swelled even more

   inside her and then I began erupt inside her.

   Dolores had her arms wrapped around me and quivered

   inside as she felt my cock pulse.  I poured a huge load

   into her, more than I think I'd ever cum before.  It

   seemed like pints of hot cream gushed into her spasming

   young pussy.  She was so stuffed with cock that my jism

   started slurping out of her cunt onto my balls.  Even her

   tight and stretched tighter young pussy and labia

   couldn't hold it in, given the back-pressure.  She ground

   her pubis against me and continued pumping her cunt on

   my cock, even when my geysers slowed and sputtered.

   My supporting arm was trembling.  Still trapped in her

   sweet pussy, I managed to roll us over on the crowded

   bed, Irene and Bonnie scrambling to make room.  Then I

   lay on my back, panting, with the still shuddering

   teenager sprawled on me and my limpening dick buried in

   her continually trembling little cunt.

   Irene cuddled up next to me.  "That was so hot," she

   breathed into my ear.  "Seeing your big prick in her

   little cunt, seeing her cum like that, seeing you cum

   like that..." She kissed my ear, then licked it.  My cock

   gave a little twitch and Dolores felt it and shook

   again.  I bent my head forward and managed to kiss the

   top of her head.

   Bonnie was cuddling, too, more with her sister than

   me.  She was running her hand over Dolores's narrow back,

   from her neck to her tight young ass and back again,

   murmuring and soothing.

   Dolores snuggled closer to all of us as she calmed

   down and her cunt relaxed a bit.  I just lay there,

   trying to calm my racing heart, even when Bonnie

   slithered down on the bed, kissing her sister's smooth

   flesh, and pulled my limp prick out of Dolores's cunt.  I

   could feel the juices pouring out onto my balls even as

   Bonnie got her face between Dolores's legs and started

   licking and sucking both of us clean.

   Some half-sleeping time later, we stirred and detached

   ourselves and started taking turns in the shower.  Irene

   and I lingered, kissing and cuddling.  I had the

   predictable physical reaction and suggested we do

   something about it.  She suggested we wait till we were

   completely alone.  I liked that, a lot, and we kissed

   some more.

   While Bonnie puttered in the kitchen, Dolores -- all

   freshly showered and smelling wonderful -- came in and

   plopped down on the bed with us.  She kissed Irene and

   then kissed me.  It was a sweet, loving and thoroughly

   tongue-free kiss.  I began to hope that having finally

   gotten what she'd vowed to get, Dolores would now leave

   it alone.  My hopes were raised even more when she saw my

   hard cock and giggled to Irene, "That's gotta be for

   you."

   "Guaranteed," I said.

   "I sure hope so," Irene said.  Dolores pulled on her

   clothes, talking about what she'd felt and then talking

   about getting in a swim and maybe something to eat.

   My hopes soared.  Irene was next for the shower and

   suddenly I was laying alone on the bed with my cock

   hard, but not really insistent.  It had been one hell of

   a wake-up call for me.  First Kate sucking me, then

   sandwiching her with her husband in her ass, then

   cramming my cock into Dolores and filling her with my

   cum.  And I had an increasingly loving Irene Marie Pound

   to look forward to.

   Then the door to the front deck opened.  Penny stood

   there looking at me.  I realized, then, that she could

   well have been standing at the window and watching the

   entire thing.  Penny came in, eyes wide and fixed on my

   dick.  She finally met my gaze.  "Wow." Was there a touch

   of envy in that, too?

   She took a step toward me.  "So you got Bonnie and

   Irene and Mom and now, Dolores.  And you and Irene are

   getting to be an item." She came to the side of the bed

   and put her tiny hand on my prick.  I could see her

   nipples swollen inside her tee-shirt.  She squeezed my

   cock once, still looking me in the eye.

   "I hope you're not thinking it's your turn, now," I

   said.

   "Not now," she said.  "Dolores could barely handle it.

   Maybe in a couple of years, though.  What do you think?"

   "I think that's something to talk about then, with

   Irene Marie Pound.  I hope she'll want to have a say in

   the matter."

   She took her hand of my cock, gave me that

   mischievous, impish grin and said, "I see.  Well, maybe

   then she'll say, `In for a Pound -- in for a Penny'?"

   She was backing away as she said it, but I still managed

   a direct hit with the pillow.

   She was returning fire, in style, when Irene returned

   from the shower and started helping -- Penny, that is.  I

   won, of course -- barely -- but by then Irene was

   distracting me so much that I didn't notice when Penny

   crept out of the room...and closed the door.  Pretty

   savvy for a kid who wouldn't even be twelve years old

   for another month!

   Well, that was a year ago last week.  Kate and Mark

   have settled into a fairly swinging lifestyle, but

   they'll be canceling that in a couple of weeks.  They've

   decided to have another baby.  I hope like hell it's a

   boy.

   Mark's gotten his drinking under control and is back

   at work for some financial wire service.

   Dolores settled down nicely, though at Christmas

   dinner she made it clear she was wishing for an encore.

   Irene told her it would be okay only if she made the

   honors list at school.  Kate tells me she has never seen

   Dolores study so hard.

   Kate and Mark and I have agreed that it was nice --

   that one time, but not really a good idea for us to get

   together like that again.

   Bonnie and Irene get together whenever they're both in

   town.  Sometimes I join them; mostly I don't.  Sometimes

   Bonnie and I get together alone, but not often.  It's

   just lust with us; like being hungry, the more you eat

   the less you need.  I don't join Bonnie and Irene

   primarily because when Irene and I are together, we get

   totally caught up in each other, which can leave a third

   party feeling like exactly that -- the third party at a

   dance.  But I don't mind the two of them getting it on

   without me.  They have something special and loving and

   it doesn't threaten me.

   It was only when I felt absolutely sure about it that

   I proposed to Irene, and only when she was equally sure

   that she accepted.

   Penny and I have stayed close.  She occasionally has a

   "date," (Kate has some pretty stringent restrictions on

   that) but seldom more than once with the same guy.

   Fellows her own age aren't sufficiently educated to keep

   her interest and older guys "just start growing hands

   all over the place." But every week or so, she'll come

   by my place in the city and destroy me at Scrabble or

   chess.  We'll talk about all the stuff we've always

   enjoyed and sometimes she'll confide in me.  Once in a

   while, she'll remind me that she's going to be gunning

   for me when she decides she ready, but I don't think she

   really means it.  A shame, in a way.  She's blossoming

   rapidly and is gorgeous little fox, sexy as hell.  And

   she's no little kid any more; she'll be teenager in a

   few weeks.  I'm going to have watch my step around her.

   In the meantime, she's gotten into computers and

   programming and I think she's probably become quite a

   hacker.  (I still know just enough to use the word

   processor and database and spreadsheet and sometimes get

   the modem to send stories to magazines or my publisher;

   Penny's been a big help with that).  On the other hand,

   it's also meant I had to learn how to encrypt some files

   -- like this little diary -- so she can never get into

   them.

   I shudder to think what would happen if that imp ever

   got into this file!  Fortunately, the security on this

   file is totally unbreakable.