Scott began talking “oh god I can’t believe this shit I’m sorry. Wait you didn’t hear that. Listen we can explain.” I pulled my shirt on and...my skirt down grabbing my bra in the process and rushed from the room. I didn’t know what else to do! I couldn’t face him. I sprinted to the nearest bathroom and looked at my reflection. My hair had dried into sexy waves and my cheeks were flushed, I looked like I was just fucking. Shit I’m screwed. I called Callie and told her everything. “Oh my god!!!. Luckily, this side road had a speed bump so I slowed down to take care of the car and my eyes. There she was… walking with her backpack, probably to the school around the block, and taking her time as she vaped a little. She was in a dark blue jean skirt that barely hit her mid-thigh. She had a red, tight tshirt on with a black fishnet over the top of it and a blue jean jacket. Her make-up screamed goth and so did the tight red fishnet stockings she had on under her skirt. The black combat. We will see. They will have been on the black bean for a while then. Do you understand me?”“Yes, Father,” Jason assured him, “I understand completely.”“All right, it is getting late. Everyone needs to get to sleep. Tomorrow is a workday. Hester, in the morning, get these children some clothes.”Jacob stopped there, turned to the girls and asked, “What are your names?”“I am April, Master,” answered the one standing on his son’s right side, “and my sister is August. I am the oldest by sixteen. It's obvious you love her. I don't mind. It's not like we were pretending this was anything more than sex. It was hot. It felt great. That's all that matters." Her voice was flat, and Justin couldn't tell if she truly didn't mind, or if she was pissed and simply hiding it."Well... alright. But rest assured, I didn't mean that. I don't "love" Brittany. And I most certainly was with you in my head. You're fucking sexy as hell," Justin tried to convince the girl, just in case it was the later."You.