Timmy could hear her nylons swishing and zipping as shecame near and looked down at him."Did you learn your lesson princess. Hummm?" she cooed. She th...nheard Timmy, now completely defeated begin to sob quietly withoutsaying anything. She then got him up and had to help him walk back tothe bedroom.It took a half hour to get everything off of little Timmy. And asMadge worked unzipping and unlacing and putting things away sheoffered her final word of warning. "Boys shouldn't dress in girlsclothing. I noticed mom was in a short gown and I could tell she had nothing on under it. Then my dad was dressed to go work in the yard. He stopped by my room "Boy you going to help me in the yard or help your mom in the house" he asked "I'm not sure dad what do you want me to do" "Help your mom I got the yard" He walked outside. I heard the mower going and about then my mom walked into my room "Your room is a mess and I think we need to get it cleaned up this morning" She walked over to a chair in my. I was thirteen, the only one. Odd, you may think. But, what you don't know is that I was the, um, let's see, how do I put this? I guess there's no real nice way ... I was the sluttiest of the girls.Now, I wasn't a slut. Not really. Well, a little but not whorey. I just was, um, pretty interested in boys and sex and all. The youngest, yes, but pretty, uh, I liked the attention of boys and made sure I got it. I'm sure you understand now.So, Evan chose me probably because he was pretty sure. Three girls and two boys. Out of her six children only the youngest one, a boy, was conceived with her husband. All the rest were a product of being blackmailed and forced to have unprotected sex with her father-in-law.After the first child, Cindy had begged Allen not to impregnate her again, but she knew she’d do anything to keep her husband from finding out their daughter wasn’t his, even if it meant having more children by her father-in-law. Allen had informed Cindy if she got on birth.