" Getting serious?" Ed asked."Ed, it's been serious since the first time I went out with him — as far as I'm concerned. I don't know about him, thou...h, and I don't know how he feels about the way we all live. I need some time with him."Dana looked at her thoughtfully. "Have anything to do with that big dick of his?"Jenny looked at her, momentarily confused. "Yes and no. I like that, same as you. No. It's something else. I'll tell you when I get it sorted out."Dana shrugged. "We'll miss you, and. I want us, the three of us to be together like this." "What about Dad?" "Let's see how this goes, then, well, I can try to figure out a way to talk with him about it. You think you'd like Dad like this?" "Well, it probably sounds awful but I've, well, I've masturbated thinking of Dad. Is that awful?" "No, honey, it's perfectly normal. So, yes, we'll see how all this goes." Honestly I didn't really want to talk with Tara right then, I was too intent on getting a good fucking from my son. Well,. Her mother was a highly paid courtesan much in demand in Rio de Janiero until her accidental death in her early 30s when Gabby was only 5 years old.Gabby went to live with her Grandfather, Oscar de la Renterio, on his huge cattle ranch away from the bright lights and corruption that was Rio. Oscar was an odd bird. He had made a fortune in his associations with a number of shadowy financiers of German heritage. It was a tight knit group of men that seemed to sprout up out of nowhere in the years. Now they were all I could notice. We quickly discovered that Lionel's height was as big a disadvantage as my lack of it. Whitney had jumped up on his shoulders and as tall as she was, her feet didn't touch the water unless Lionel went out deep enough that everybody else had to swim. Instead they came charging straight at Sam and me. Whitney had to lean over so far that she was off-balance and Sam pulled until she'd fallen in the water. "Woohoo! We're a team!" I yelled. That was a mistake. Carl.