My wife came over and asked what was up. I never hide anything from her and told her what Mike had said, she smiled and said, "Well at least I haven't...been totally replaced!" which made both of us laugh. I asked her if she wanted me to see if Mike would want some private time with her as I had many times before and she again said as she always did to “Stop.”Everyone returned to the rec. room and we put on some music, grabbed a few more drinks, sat around on the floor, and talked. To this day, I. True, I have not been fucked by a man yet, which will be rectified in due course, but still I am no longer a virgin, hallelujah.’ Everyone laughed of course but Vickie’s bubbly and humorous declaration heightened the giddy mood and atmosphere in the apartment. The girls continued fucking throughout the day and into the night. Almost every permutation and combination of three-way lesbian sex seemed to have been tried. There was only one serious break from the fucking , when the girls ordered. Guess daddy was serious about using our fingers to eat with.I helped mom finish up and noticed she had fixed scrambled eggs again, with sausage and toast. There was a glass of piss by each of our plates and I wondered whose it was. I pissed and so did Mandy, so I figured it was mom and dad’s piss. But, wasn’t sure. The only thing I knew, was I had to drink it all down.We ate and talked like a normal family would. Nothing was said about me and mom fucking and sucking everyone or us being naked. I guess we were actually half-brother and sister. Our fathers must have been different men." Really," I commented again. "And your adoptive parents didn't have you take their name?" No," he said as Kathy came into the room. "I asked Mom about that once upon a time, and she said that they thought we should retain our given names... to have something from our past." They talked to you about your past?" I asked."Not really," said Kathy, sinking into a chair. "They wouldn't tell us anything about.