He picked up his Bo staff and headed up the stair.He peeked in his bedroom, Sultry was asleep. She was hugging his pillow.At the closet he opened the ...oor and asked the Powers to step inside. He directed them to the far door. All he had on was boxers ... and the watch, he hadn't bothered to get dressed. Carrying the staff he opened the far door.The entry way to Cassandra was there. "Come on, grab my hand. He stepped through pulling the Seven through after him ... they didn't come. He never let. Her mother would be in different poses, bending over and showing the cameraman her ass ("Who was taking the pictures?" she wondered. Only later did it occur to her that it had been her father. "Who else could it have been?") Several others showed her lying on the bed and spreading her legs, using her hands to hold herself open, displaying the pinkness inside her vaginal lips.Flipping more pages she soon found images of her mother stuffing things up inside her body, things from cucumbers to. You’re good for my blood pressure. You’re a handy distraction. I doubt we can sit together during the testimony, but you’ll make the ride to D.C. more enjoyable.”“Don’t count on it,” Robert said, glancing at him. “You’re sitting with Stanley, so he can monitor you. I’ve noticed the two of you. If we leave you alone, you’ll flirt and toss around sexual innuendo. Word about you laughing at the world’s reaction to you will be on every network within the hour.”“My pressure just jumped another. The feeling of climaxing. Her beautiful green eyes looking deep into mine. And a shaking voice pleading “Yes dad, fuck me, please fuck me!’ I did. That I did.***July 18th 2019:Work has been relentless. Returning from a trip abroad, I arrive at our house at the outskirts of the city. Nothing special, but a nice, spacious, inviting home. My suitcases follow me on my way to a hot shower, a warm meal and my three gorgeous women. My keys click into place. The lights in the hallway flash.