Now Emmett lay over the divan. ?P-please Koko, I did the best I could. You know I have a learning disability about spelling—?But Koko didn’t belie...e in learning disabilities. Grandchild of refugees from Stalin’s purge, she’d worked her ass off, and didn’t have time for excuses. She lifted the Whippy Stick and brought it down across Emmett’s skinny buttocks.Emmett squealed, and Koko was rewarded by the long red streak right across his crack. It was a nice shade of red, and Koko was convinced. My uncle is married and is expecting a child with his wife; and my Aunt, the youngest daughter is also divorced and has a daughter that is about a month younger than me. Her name is Alexandra, or Ale for short, is what we always call her. We grew up really close as we are both only-children. Ever since we were young, I always felt a little crush for her. When ever we played house we would always be husband and wife. Our parents thought nothing of it. Little did they know what would happen in. We don’t have to get married, it is just enough for us to be together.”In a way, it was a perfect solution for me with the added perk of having the still attractive Consuela as a bed mate as well as her taking care of the motherly duties that I knew were out of my ability to handle on my own.I closed all my accounts and opened a bank account in San Juan as long as a line of credit to access my Swiss bank accounts where I had parked my Uncle Joe’s assets. I had other plans for the extensive gun. Her daughters, Jenny and Megan were almost as hot as her. Not yet fully blossomed at the age of eighteen, identical twins. They lived alone with their mother, the father had left 3 years ago to get killed in Iraq. Three hotties all alone with nobody to protect them, how could I resist? I parked some roads back and casually walked to the house. It was mid-morning, most people already left for work, the houses empty save for the occasional housewife. My target was empty, she had left taking her.