But there was no reason that would inspire them to make an advance on me, their father.No, it was obvious that their mother had shared the most recent...tape with them. The one that taught them all women were whores, that all women should be whores.My little girls wanted to be whores. They wanted to pay me back for bringing them up, and the tape had taught them that the best way for any woman to do that was by offering her body.And looking over the two of them, that was one hell of an offer.My. I was trying to digest all this and I ask Mom just what am I allowed to do and what am I not allowed to do. She told me I was not allowed to force anyone to do anything they didn’t want to do and to start with everyone would tell me what they would like to do with me and I should do the same in return. I ask when all this would start and Mom said, well I guess it already has.I thought for a minute and decided I would go for something big to start with and see what their reaction would be. . .”“How many cocks did he have, Mother? Because mine has two, and they’re both so big that they drag on the floor despite him being the size of two men. And did you have to uproot your entire life to move with him to a cursed hell where every sensation is heightened a hundredfold and every day feels like two years? Did your wedding dress look like this, Mother? Did it?”Aranel’s point was made by spinning around abruptly to face her mother, letting the bare breasts that spilled out of her bustier. Throwing his enormous duffel on the upper bunk he extended his hand introducing himself. Flashing a beautiful smile he told me his name was Billy Bob and he was from Del Rio Texas. Then he asked me where I was from. Without even bothering to let me answer he nodded his head toward his duffel on the bunk saying he knew I wouldnt mind if he took the upper bunk. It was obvious from his manner Billy Bob was the kind of person that usually got anything and everything he wanted. He seemed so.