The passionless anniversary, Valentine's Day, birthday.Thanksgiving and Christmas were filled with attending to her dysfunctional family. One brother ...as addicted to gambling to the place that he had borrowed money from every relative and every in-law. He'd lost his first wife over gambling and was slowly pushing his second wife down the same dead-end path.The youngest brother had been living at home and had come down one morning to find their father sitting dead in his Easy Boy in the basement. You...I...this can’t happen, it’s not right,” I somehow stammered out. Not that I hadn’t fantasized about it, and not that I didn’t have a raging hard-on from the contact and seeing Candice mostly nude and lying pretty seductively, in my bed. Sex with a woman has been almost non-existent since we lost her mother 8 years ago, and I’ve done my best to raise her, but even though I fantasized about something like this happening, I never dreamed Candice might feel the same. Still, you can’t fuck. Her machine is somewhat smaller than mine so I knew it was going to take me most of the day to get it all done. Soon after I started my second load I got the urge to see what was new in the incest story section of S.O.L. There were several brother and sister tales, and a couple of stories with suffixes like Ch 12 telling me I'd have to read 11 chapters to understand what was going on in chapter 12. Then a story about a lustful uncle caught my eye.In the story, Naomi, an 18 year old girl went to. Finally she closed the phone. "Tootie says bye. She'll ship your stuff tomorrow." Her green eyes fixed on mine. "You're not mad about this are you, baby?" No, it's not the first time I've done this sort of thing. We'll have fun." I paused. "Let's call the Hardesty's and see if we can put the band back together."Cindy giggled. "You make it sound like 'the Blues Brothers'." With more finesse. And our lead singer is sooooo much cuter..." That got me a kiss.The phone came out again. I punched up.