. probably his whole life. When his wife informed him that she was pregnant again, he questioned whether or not he was the actual father. The probabil...ties were about fifty-fifty, and he accepted that he'd raise this next child, too.Over the next four years there were two more children added to the brood. He knew he was the father of the third child, his second daughter, and both her and her older sister became the lights of his life. There was still a strong bond between him and his son,. He slowly pulls open the door even more and right there on the other side of the clear glass shower doors was his sister all wet and soapy. Her breasts were perfect not too big not too small. Just a little bigger than his hand could grab. Her ass was not too bad its self, it wasn’t big but it was round and had a little bounce to it, perfect. He noticed she was completely shaven too. Most girls her age don’t shave their pussy, not that he’s seen vary many. He just stood there watching her wash. Flinched back this tiniest bit? I don’t know, maybe it was just my imagination?” “He’s a teenage boy, Mom,” Emily reminded her, gesturing at her mother in aggravation. “And you’re… you know. You’re you. Probably getting a crush on you or something… ugh, that’s so gross.” “Hardly,” her mother said, smirking. “You’re the one he has a crush on. How does he react when you hug him?” “As if,” Katie snorted. “I don’t. We don’t hug,” Emily insisted, quickly trying to gloss over her. If you don't pay 'em off, they shut you down."The comm buzzer went off again."What is it this time? Dammit, Ellen, haven't I told you and TOLD you... " Mr. Pheromone, there's an inspector here from the FDA. With a court injunction. She's threating to have us all arrested if I don't let her into your office. Immediately." Bloody hell! And I was hoping for at least another week to get my affairs in order. Dammit, Tommie, by this time tomorrow we'll probably be standing in line for a plate of.