“Continue” Valarie said with a dismissive wave to which both males straightened up and Number one went back to putting groceries away while Greg j...st knelt.“Mummy wants both of you in her bedroom when you are done putting the groceries away, Number one, see that it happens.”“Yes Miss, I will.”“I wonder why? How much trouble are you two in?” Valarie wondered aloud echoing thought that were already in the other two males heads. Valarie knew that they both got spankings from time to time and had. And until I entered puberty I thought that was enough. But when my body started acting differently I knew I wanted more. Thankfully when I was a late adolescent my mother remarried and I earned a step-brother and a stepsister. At first they were kind of standoffish but soon we all began to get along great. And thankfully my step-sister and I seemed to hit it off the best. I think the main reason for that was her brother was a lot older than her and treated her like a little k**. However, my. "They immediately made it known to us both that they were more than willing to experiment and play, with each of us," dad went on. "So I immediately knew your mom had basically told me it would be ok to fuck your Aunt Jackie, and Frank in turn fucking your mother, but ... as much as Frank and I were both excited to hear that, it wasn't quite what we were expecting or hoping for either."Dad now picked up the story, speaking the dialogue that had occurred almost precisely the way it had been. Most of them, he had determined, were the superstitious tales of simpletons and madmen: mere fantasies for common people to spent the grinding, toiling days, thankful for their safe, ordinary, almost pitiful lives. Some were invariably twisted second and third-hand tales of those who had ventured somewhat into the accursed place and came back, surely not wholesome in spirit ever since.Fact and fiction were interwoven tightly in such accounts but some probable, shared truths could be distilled.