Smiling I placed the keys in the ignition and ran my hands lovingly over the leather steering wheel, remembering all the great times I had in this car..."Hey, you have to press the key in and turn to get it to start, it's peculiar in that way," Max informed me."I know," I muttered, some things never change I suppose, I'm glad my old Jag hadn't changed much.After a fifteen-minute drive we arrived at my place and I parked in my drive, I was in a good mood for finding out that my old car was running. All during lunch the girls giggled and touched me on the arm, on the thigh, even directly on my face. I saw some boys their age gazing at them. I realized right then and there, that my girls are too good for anybody else.They stopped going to school as we all fucked each other many times a day, always being sure to fill each of my girl's multiple times a day.I would take my breaks from them to work on my story as much as I could, turning in chapters barely ahead of schedule.I had a meeting. Next they headed to the bedroom to unpack their clothes and personal items. By early evening, most those things were put away and Tad broke down all of the boxes and stacked them in the garage. They were both exhausted and Sherry didn’t feel like cooking, so Tad hoped in the care and headed several blocks away to a fast food place and picked up a quick meal. When he returned home, he was surprised to see Rick and Alysses sitting in the livingroom with Sherry, still wearing her loose fitting. .. I can't resist any black cock." Any?" Any at all," he confirmed."And this is all of your own volition?" I asked, still clinging to the notion he was somehow being coerced into this."Yes," he whispered."How often?" I asked, not sure I wanted to know the answer."A few times a week," he said, before adding sounding defeated, "sometimes more."I was speechless.This still didn't make any sense."What about Amy?"For the first time the entire conversation he looked up at me, and in terror, "She.