In certain light and from certain angles, she even looked our age. "Is there something the matter, sir?" I asked when I just couldn't stand the starin... anymore.The man shook his head and with his eyes still on the road, answered my somewhat rude question. Mom had nudged me, but the question was already asked and I wanted my answer."In all the years I've known Mike, he never mentioned having such beautiful daughters. See, all Missy gave him were boys and the ones that followed her just gave him. He jammed his penis up her matronly cunt at a ferious pace before he unleashed a massive load of jism all over Mrs Cleaver’s face. Eddie took a pic of June’s cumfacial & told her to take a shower . And that he’d be back in a few days for more fun.Three days had passed & Eddie Haskell & had been invited to dinner at the Cleaver’s by his friend Waldo , but little did he know , that Eddie would brainwash , Waldo, Theo & their father Ward. After the hearty supper June had. Just wasn’t expecting it at only 13.”“You are only thirteen?” A boy from the group of kids groaned.“Yeah, our birthdays are in late July six days apart,” I said.“Damn, to get beat by thirteen-year-olds. I was just coming to grips with you being fourteen ... Who’s your dance teacher, anybody famous?”“Oh, we don’t have a professional dance teacher. I have taught us most all the steps we have learned so far.”“So, you are prodigies?” One of the older boys asked.“No, as soon as I see a step, I. "What's this all about?" I asked."And where is our mother?" Your mother?" Miss Pomeroy looked puzzled."Isn't this about our participation in The Program?" I asked, but began to realize that maybe it wasn't. Maybe there was a bit of hope after all."Should she be here?" the principal asked. "Why would she be here?"Jennifer and I looked at each other, more curious now than anything else."I guess..." I just thought that..." Hmph." Miss Pomeroy shook her head. "Your mother is not here. I wanted to.