She moved her hand from where it was caressing Daddy’s limp prick, then climbed off the bed. Daddy didn’t move at all; if anything, he was sleepin... sounder than ever and started snoring. We stood up, leaving him in the center of the bed, and Mom motioned me to follow her out of the room.Out in the hallway, Mom closed the bedroom door so we wouldn’t wake Daddy. “I think tonight we should have your father take us out to dinner,” she said with a smile.“Really?” I asked, smiling back.She nodded.. I did mention unusual siblings.So now I find myself needing to explain.East Kentucky hill folk: one million people, two last names.Child Protective Services: her father came home drunk and wanted some, her sisters hid Jo in the closet.Living with her Uncle: That's where the state put her. Not much better than home.Siblings: we will eventually get to them.Drunk Baptist preacher: enough said.Short: geneticsHigh School: Yeah baby!!She is also the funniest person I ever met, her humor can be wicked. I had icy blue eyes that were people often thought were contact lenses. I kept slim by doing track at school as well as playing volleyball. I got a lot of attention at school from boys after the threat from Greg had wore off but I didn’t bother not wanting to risk there lives bringing them home to Greg. I was still a virgin and had never been kissed. I didn’t think I was pretty, I thought boys only were interested in me because they couldn’t have me. There was one more person who lived with. Cupid, but that name sounded too contrived, whereas Dr. Valentine could have been his real name, a name that coincidentally coincided with his hypnotic love craft. For sure, in the way that he found love, he fit the bill. A very romantic man, who saw life through rose colored glasses, if he was anything, he was all about romance and love. He even had business cards made with little hearts and roses. Painted in red and white with red, plush carpeting, his office was decorated with items that.