Sit and talk... and decide if they had a future together and if not...There, her determination failed and she felt tears begin. With a deep breath and...a hollow feeling she left her bag where it lay andheaded out the door and down the stairs to join her... wife, in thekitchen. Coffee seemed like a very good idea, she hoped Kara had made abig pot and had biscuits or cake or something to occupy hands and mouthwith. She suspected talk might not be easy to come by, at least for her...and she guessed. “Do you think it’s really possible?” I asked her. “Keeping it a complete secret?”“Yes,” she said at once. “If we resolve to keep it to ourselves, it will be relatively simple. First of all, no one would imagine such a thing. If we stayed cool, there’s no reason at all that we couldn’t maintain the relationship as a secret.”I was skeptical. “All it would take for the secret to get out would be for one second-floor boarder to see me going into your apartment — like I did just a few minutes ago.. And for that I would be eternally grateful. I now needed to clean up, and pray to god that she didn’t remember what happened tonight. I untied her and untaped her mouth, I tucked her into bed and went to bed myself. I still had a hard on thinking ravaging my sexy daughter all night. So I jacked off while thinking of the events that unfolded, and then drifted off to sleep. …David’s narrationI was in shock. I watched the screen from my hotel room as my Father was fucking my unconscious sister’s. Why don’t you go ahead and put those on and meet me back downstairs so I can drive you out to the field and get you started picking rocks.”Adam watched the big man leave the room and then he quickly undressed. He took a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt out of his suitcase and put them on. As soon as he was changed he went down the stairs where Bill was waiting for him by the front door. “Are those your old clothes?” the man asked him, looking the boy over from head to toe. To him the designer.