I told him it was only one blow from my knee. He seemed satisfied and closed his book."We already got a confession out of the guy with the bashed face... He is at another hospital getting taken care of. He said McKenzie's assistant had paid them to attack you. It was supposed to look like a mugging. If Mr. Rooker hadn't been following you, it might have been worse." Excuse me?" I asked.Michael grinned and Detective Maloney continued, "Apparently Mr. Rooker finished what you started. When the. They all have been fucking around the house from the day Manish has arrived in this house. I then lied that I saw Manish fucking my mother in my parent’s bedroom with my father.I saw them at night with my own eyes but couldn’t say anything. I lied because I didn’t want my father to know that I was secretly snooping on everything on his phone. I started crying and in emotions, I told my mother that she can remove all her clothes and start fucking Manish right now if she wants because I don’t. I've never experienced anything like this. Not this quickly." Bridget looked at me, leaned in, moved her head to mine, and the kiss started. And God what an amazing, intense, and extremely sexual fucking kiss. Bridget's large boobs were heaving. I could feel her nipples press against my chest. I could feel her hips rocking against me. And I felt my dick start to twitch. Then it started twitching more. And then I felt it. It was growing hard. And I'll be goddamned that it had never happened that. My mother, Shaking Bear, stirred the coals of the dying fire. The low light was desirable, given the anticipated rite. My mother smiled at me but said nothing. Her pride-filled eyes gave all the approval I needed. She had always been my protector.We all sat on the blankets as my father sang a song and beat his feet around the room. The room was a spartan affair. Like me, I doubted either mother had been in the hut before, but there wasn’t much to the holy hut. It was the ceremony that was.