Orry for once again breaking up a story. Have work early and I need sleep. Lot of late nights recently. Big J need sleeppppppppppppppp.As you are all ...ware, I'm a busy fuckin guy. Between school, work, Call of Duty and just bein a general all around badass, I don't have a lot of time for these so called important things like homework and responsibility. Priorities brah. Call of Duty--Girls---Work----School. Now, as most of you can understand, you can't just do one thing at a time or you fall. Music drifted to us through a small stereo I had setup on the back porch. A warm breeze swept only a minute portion of the Texas heat away from us. We both sat there eating and sweating.It had been months since my trip to New York. My interview in the early morning hours on the outskirts of the city had been played repeatedly. I had become a household name. Certainly not my intention at the time, but like anyone who does their duty, others seemed only to want to show their appreciation.Proving. So… I’ve never done so little and had so much fun. You gave me so much stimulation I’m still kinda overloaded. Did that do anything for you?’ ‘Not really, Ky, but that’s okay. I was concentrating on getting you off. I enjoyed doing it, but I’m probably not even wet now.’ ‘Really? And this is how you guys always do it?’ ‘Yep. About once a week now for quite a few years.’ ‘Once a week, I would go crazy if I only had sex once a week. I’m assuming you both must masturbate.’ ‘Nope, I almost never. Da... Darrin, come here!"Dad came back in, and, concerned by her frightened look, asked what was wrong. All Mom could do was point at the three of us. He looked around, saw us, and shrugged. "Sylvia, are you okay?" She was shaking her head and still pointing. He looked back at us. "Okay, what's going on?"Beth's "I think Mom knows where our brother went," caused several of us to giggle. Personally, I was in dire danger of wetting myself.He turned back to Mom and started to yell at her when he.