Your mother left home with you two about 30 minutes later. I followed her in my friend’s car to your uncle Vincent’s house. Initially I was disapp...inted, as I was sure that she was only visiting Dorothy. Imagine my surprise when only minutes later, Dorothy left the house with all 4 kids. The next surprise was Vincent’s car pulling into the driveway. He walked into the house and my mind was going a mile a minute. The timing of all this was too perfect, too routine.I got out of the car and walked. “Mmm, that’s right, baby. That’s a good boy. Did you miss me?” I could only nod as I jerked off at a slow pace. “I was gone three whole days, baby. Are your balls nice and full, or did you jerk that fat cock every day while I was gone?” I shook my head mutely, too surprised and aroused by the situation to find my voice – or to lie. “You sure, baby? It looks like you love the way those lacy panties feel on your fat cock. If I look through the hamper I won’t find your sticky. What did he have to say?”“Well, if you must know, Bob said it looked promising. The lawyers were going to call him back on Friday, and that he’d know a lot more after that.”“Barnim.” My mom had that look on her face that said, you better listen and pay attention.“First off, you better not count your chickens before they hatch. Secondly, you’ve been doing really good this last week. Just don’t revert to the crap you were pulling before your accident, cause if you do, I’ll be there to drop the. “Then we’ll work on the sexy clothes.”Verdi giggles with glee at Norman. She is programmed to love gifts and favors.For most of the couple hours that spend shopping for clothes, Norman and Verdi have a grand time. They raise a few eyebrows with their actions that border more sexual than platonic love between a brother and sister. But it’s not the taboo of their relationship that raises those eyebrows, it’s the fact that Norman is a grown man and his sister looks like she’s eleven. It’s really.