I was almost certain until that moment that in addition to everything else she’d endured in her life, that she’d been raped as well. “Okay. Good... You had me worried.” “It just wasn’t...” She stopped and shook her head. Despite both of us being nude, my protective instincts had finally overruled the arousal she’d inspired. My erection drooped, and I found that I could look at her without feeling guilty. “It’s okay, Holly. You don’t have to say any more, unless you need to talk about it.”. Laughing softly as the girl's back arches,and she shudders in her chair, such a wonderful look of confusion andbliss upon her face."Ugh that agent just won't leave me be. I've told him several times thatI had no idea." Though a look in her violet eyes hints that perhaps shedoes."Ah Mr. Dynkdripple. I suppose he needs further explanation as to mydecision, and I'll call Ms Krotch momentarily...and good morning to you!Are you finding your groove out here now? I've heard nothing but. .. be uh, something other than uh, a boy." Her voice fell to a whisper. "But sometimes God has reason to confuse us." Her eyes confronted mine patiently. They held no shame at their brief distraction at my erect dick."What does God want me to be?" I tried to play the innocent, striving to casually cover my lap with my hands."He wants you to be good and not steal your mother's clothes."Round Six: Mom - 6, Calvin - Zero. I guess she'd earned the previous point too.Round seven didn't happen for. Oldest. Motherly type...”“As evidenced by your pregnatiousness,” Bink giggled.“That too.” Barb continued. “So, if we can get out of this bed and get clothes on, we’ll go home...”“And leave me with THESE two?” I whined.Sara snarked. “Relax, buddy. You’re in good hands. Or mouths. Or whatever...”They actually did dress and leave. The girls and it restretched the bedsheet and remade the bed, then showered and crawled back together.“Y’know,” Mandy said, “I am, like, TOTALLY satisfied.”As she was.