‘Did I make you do that?’ She laughed as she noticed the wet patch on my trousers. ‘No, father Christmas who else?’ I snogged her again and tr...ed putting my shirt on quickly when I heard the door handle come down… The door started to open then stopped, I wondered why then I looked down and saw my sisters binder at the bottom of the door refusing to budge acting as a door stopper. I looked at my sister and she just smiled. I then realised this was her plan all along. We raced to get our close on. Anyway this one week the lady in question is off work as she is having some work done at her house so the text were more frequent and as things went on they got a bit raunchy and continued to do so. These got more and more sexy until there was a long pause from the lady in ? thinking I had over stepped the mark I sent a text apologising, the reply stunned me, it was, Fuck I'm gonna shag your brains out Mr R.... Well what can you say!!!! I replied err ok. Now we live at opposite ends of the. “Yes.” She wiped the tear away. “I was so glad for him. Oh, he loved you so much, dear.”“Mrs… I.” The burning turned into relief as tears spilt and my body jerked into a sob. “I thought being his… well I thought he would’ve been ashamed. Because I’m a…” I stood, parted my veil, and continued sobbing.“It doesn’t matter what you are dear. He loved you and by extension, I do too. He had too much of it in him to give for me to be the only one receiving it. Come here dearie, come here.” She opened. “Then, there is another twisted relationship you have in your life - your mother. A slut who just can’t keep her legs together. A slut who is the self-proclaimed matriarch of your family. I guess that’s why your father never confronted her for cuckolding him, but instead, made your life hell - and your mother just smiled and allowed it all.”He didn’t move, but I could see the murder and hatred in his eyes. I smiled at him.“Yes, I think I know almost all there is to know about you. You have had.