“Because the kids prefer your driving style for some reason.”“Well, I do take them everywhere they want,” Carter pointed out.“Yeah. You’re...soft,” Aron chuckled.“Someone’s got to be. Hey, it’s like I’m the good cop, and you’re the bad cop!” Carter exclaimed.His husband hushed him with another kiss.Then, Aron stopped and frowned.“Hey, why am I the bad cop?”It was Carter’s turn to laugh.“Frankly, I think they are a tiny bit afraid of you. Deidre told her friends in kindergarten that her dad is as. . around you.”“And Danny too,” I reminded her.“That’s different,” she said. “Danny is safe.”“I’m not?” I asked.“Not when you look at me like you just were,” she said.“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.“It means you looked at me like a man ... and not my little brother,” she said.“Well, you are a woman,” I said, defending myself, “and not just my big sister.”She looked at me, her gaze level. She was still a little pink around her neck.“I can’t help but think that part of your ... plan .... .Well, that's what I came here for! So, I take his little dick in my hand, feeling very odd since I have never touched another man's dick, much less seen an uncut cock in person (mine is cut) but I peel the foreskin back slowly and notice he has a bit of cheese on it (GROSS! I think to myself) But I just brushed it off and asked if we could go to the bedroom.Once we were there, it was the time of truth, time for me to get on my knees and do what I came to do. So I did just that. I had him lie. It was normal for her. One day, I left the empty milk bottle on the side rather than taking it to the porch to be collected as I normally would. Anna was under strict instructions never ever to leave the house, but she thought, as I knew she would, she'd be helpful. And so I took her to my bedroom, I took off her clothes and I made her stand in the corner as I got some rope from the garage. After an hour in the corner hearing me clatter around, Anna was crying, and as I walked her to the bed.