She actually appreciated that and in some ways I think it may have turned her on and dad it seems was getting a bit more sex than he may otherwise hav... got.One day I had heard them having sex together and smiled – they are no different to us.Afterwards I saw her in the kitchen and cheekily said – have fun? And immediately she knew I was aware of their earlier intercourse.She smiled and said you won’t believe this but it’s been better since we both realised that you two are lovers. Your father. Howle, I want to know what odd things have been happening around here. I ask as a follow him around on what he called his routine chores.Well I don't know, I mean you ladies are odd. He laughs at that. I say nothing and roll my eyes.I guess we are, but last night you said there were men with guns making the rounds. And they were not Brutes, Right? I ask.Nope they ain't Brutes, damn them smelly hides. Howle sneers at the memory. Na these fellers was slick. All pretty uniforms and acting like. Ruth and Louise had given birth to a boy and a girl, Maxine and Maxwell. I told them it was daft and would cause problems but would they listen to me. Nah. I can never remember which way round they are and to be honest I’m not sure they can, and Joan had twin girls. Yes, lightning does strike twice. She had heard that the next thing would probably be triplets so she had taken off for her sisters until the pill took effect, declaring that she had plenty enough children to last her the rest of. “Whah, whah habbened” she said, her voice badly slurred. She tried to stand, and almost fell. She could hardly control her legs! She put a hand to her head. The small lump she felt didn’t explain her disorientation. This was something far more serious than simple concussion.Taking a step, she fell to her knees. “No!” she managed to gasp, hardly able to form the word. Slipping a shaky hand between her legs, she gingerly felt under her limp penis. Slippery fluid bathed her labia. She then put her.