Jocelyn was beautiful, a lot more than her mom was. She didn't get her good looks from her dad either. He was an okay guy and Kyle looked normal, but ...ocelyn was like from a whole other gene pool."She's adopted," Kyle said as we stared at the door. He was the only person on the planet totally unimpressed by his sister. Or so he pretended, but just being able to do that much was sort of amazing, I thought."Did you take her thing?" I asked him. "That tiara whatever?" Nah," he grinned at me. "I. My mom didn't get home until a little after 7 that night and she brought company. "Hi baby, This is Mark, one of the nice customers willing to pay for services." "Oh, well I'll go into the bedroom then, get out of your way. You two have fun." "Wait one second, son. Sit down. Did you ever put those applications in to try and get a job?" "Well...I was...No...not yet. I'm going to." "Uh huh. That's what I thought. Well, funny thing. I've been discovering that a lot of these guys are very...bi. Who was this guy? This was my father? He even said, a couple of nights before they were to go back home, and yes, granted, it was after five or six beers, that if I hadn't left the company he just might be able to take vacations like this every year."We could take them anyway," my mother piped in with that night."Well," dad grumbled, never the greatest at conceding anything."We could buy a house down here and stay six months every year." Am I made of money? And who'd run the company? And--" My. I can only hope that there will be a third time soon.My first sexual encounter with my niece was some 20 years ago, mind you I was a lot younger so was she, we were maybe just a little foolish but everything worked out for the best, and no one got hurt or ever found out. We had continued to see each other at family functions, remained cordial and friendly as usual to each other. We never did discuss the time that she came to my house and we had a fantastic love making session, it was probably.