.she's up early. I hear her banging around the kitchen and I smell coffee."Good morning sweetie," she says with a smile. She looks so fresh and rested... Her hair is down around her shoulders and she's beautifully dressed. All her clothes have names and we have a routine we go through...."nice shoes," I'll say and she'll tell me the name."Miuccia" Nice skirt," "Donna Karan" Nice bra" Kiki"I'm about to compliment her but I notice the list is no longer on the refrigerator."Where's the list?"I took. I wasn’t planning to stay or anything but it had been awhile since we talked and I knew you didn’t have your kids and...”“Chelle, I’m on a date.” the blonde answered, matter-of-factly, and motioning towards the backyard.The brunette’s sighed. “I know. I’m sorry. I’m just gonna leave this bottle of wine for you and we can catch up later, ok?” And then she asked the question that, had she not, might have changed everything that came after:“Who is it by the way?”“Todd. From the gym, you know?”. ”I was so terrified. I was going to lose all my virtue and daddy was going to have to fuck me. I wasn’t worried about Bruno because he has a wonderful tongue so I figured his cock would be ok too. But I think they were thinking of a gang bang for me. I had heard of these things in school. Some of the not so nice girls had said that they had done it and took a bunch of guys. I never thought much about it before, but now it looks like it will happen to me. But then, mom had fucked all the guys. "Your younger sister has a different biological father," my mother replied.I sat there thinking about that for a while. I looked up at the man I'd always regarded as my father, and I couldnt detect the slightest sign of discomfort in him as we spoke about my mother having different c***dren by different men."So, is Omar the biological father of my sister as well as me?" No. Her biological father lives in a different country in Africa." Where is that?" I wanted to know."We" (referring to her,.