“We bought a mat for the boat, and we’re trying it out,” Jeff said.“It looks like it’s going to work for us,” Mom said.Beth held her thumb...up but didn’t stop sucking Jeff’s cock. I heard Mom and Dad laughing. When I turned my head, I watched them undressing. A moment later, Dad stood next to me with his limp cock near my head. I removed one of my hands from Beth’s hip, curled my fingers around Dad’s dick, and pulled it into my mouth.I continued fucking my sister while sucking on my dad’s. A small potluck.Nothing grand, just the girls from our book club." "Really?!" squealed Sammy from her end of the phone. The noise was sopitched with delight that Ivana actually had to pull her head away from thereceiver for a moment. "Oh wow, that'd be great. Feels like I haven't seen ya'll in ages." At this, Ivana agreed. Circumstances had made their gatherings seemspaced far more than before. Ivy's work had held her hostage at CoxvilleHigh to the point she'd barely seen her own. By the time I was five I was reading and doing simple math. By my sixth birthday his eyes were beginning to fail, so I took over the daily reading. As was our custom we would start from the front and work to the back of the book and then repeat it. That evening I read the story of Joseph and how he was sold into slavery. I kept reading the story until he returned to his father and forgave his brothers. ‘Rupert.’ I said ‘I want to be called Joseph. I think my story is sort of like his. Neither. She knew what her role was: she performed it well. She eased childbirth. She set broken bones. She listened to the petty squabbles and voiced a wisdom cured with experience. She remembered the chants that brought the rain. Yes, she was still a vital part of the life of her people.The drums began to beat and somewhere nearby a piper was blowing a melancholy tune, sad to see the sun wink out. She felt an arm around her shoulders. Turning she saw a familiar profile, her consort on those long ago.