”“So, let’s make sure that their ignorant asses stay ignorant of that, too, right?” I suggested.“My sentiments exactly! I like fucking your ...ather ... and you guys far too much to let Daddy get locked up in prison and risk his life!” Sarah pointed out.“What am I, daughter? Chopped liver?” Rachel needled her daughter after returning from the laundry room.“Hell to the fucking no, Mommy! You’re a lot yummier than that! Especially that sweet ass! Face it, Mom! I intend that we all fuck each other. . after I quickly downed at least one beer and hopefully two (and a small package of chips) before the sun set on another diet cheat sabbath.Certain that sun had set for certain and that a third quick frosty beer would now be quite against the house rules, but with my belly a bit less empty, I braved going upstairs where I could hear loud-pitched female shrieking. For a brief moment I anticipated trouble; namely that the twins quite limited stock of patience, tolerance and understanding had. That didn't look creepy either."Thought I was gonna have to mount a search party for you two. Dinner's nearly ready."He waved his hand in the general direction of the table and the kitchen. Jeni gasped, astonished. The table was laid with a deep red cloth, white china plates, wine glasses, candles. It looked more like a fancy restaurant than a rustic cabin.Frank's grin widened. "We're not total heathens. But don't expect too much from the menu. It'll be basic, but good." The smile suddenly. My feet were starting to hurt and when I looked at their soles what facedme was angry red skin showing right through the nude hose. Greg pushed a tubof ice water over and I sank my pained peds into it. Pins and needles explodedacross the bottoms and top of my extremities in much the same way it hurtsto put your frozen feet into a hot tub of water. I began to struggle to pullthem out, but he held my legs down. 'You leave those feet in that bath baby!' Greg yelled at me sternly. Youdon't have any.