“I am not surprised by what surprises you, Mr. Brandt. As I tried to explain to you in the car, these were not merely some guys out to steal Christm...s purchases…”“Even if they were after your money and the car, getting back to the shopping mall would have been safer than letting them chase you around the city streets. What would you have done if one of them had tried to get into the car while you got stuck at a stoplight or something?”“I would have shot him, and then continued to the. .. and will your little cuck bois join you in our happy, humble home?” Wendy inquired, even as Brittany extracted every drop of my jizz into her snatch at last.“Three motives. One, I want to have his babies, as I said. It’s a lot easier to make it work if I’m living here. Sharing a bed, a home, a kitchen, etc. Two, it would make living expenses a lot easier. And frankly, I’d be the perfect beard for you, Wayne. No one need know about the incest at all. And three, I want constant access to both. . don't do anything differently," dad stammered. "Then we'll talk after Melissa has gone back to school, make a game plan." Maybe I should talk to him," I offered."ROBERTO," dad warned again."But you're not going to let them sleep together when they're here are you? Do whatever lesbians do at night, when they're naked?" They will not be sleeping together in this house," dad promised in a voice that brooked no argument."Have you ever heard anything crazier?" I heard whispered into my ear. I wanted to get this out of such a public venue as quickly as possible. I went around to the driver’s door and got in. Jerry got in behind me and then the other back door opened and Lynne was pushed into the center. Rob got in beside Lynne and shut the door. He looked at me and said, “Home, Davie boy!”He has a cocky, almost belligerent look in his eye, as if daring me to object. I don’t like the guy and I don’t like the way he’s treating me. But instead telling him to get the hell out of my car.