”“And my hand rubbing my clit.”We both giggled a bit then B said, “Well have to get daddy to order some more bits while we’re off college.�...I put the package in the kitchen and thought no more about it.Even when daddy got home that evening, saw the box and said, “They’ve arrived then.”We thought nothing of it. It was only after we’d eaten that daddy said, “That box contains a little present for each of you girls. I think that you are old enough to appreciate them now. Your mother had one and we. My gentle lovers had been forced to enforce my cruel discipline. It had been the right thing to do, but it still hurt.As they felt the sorrow and remorse I was feeling, they, too, began to cry, helping me to grieve. We sat together, holding one another, supporting one another, loving one another. A fucking Kodak moment, if there ever was one.Finally, our tears and sobs lessened and stopped. Kleenex appeared and, to a chorus of honking that would have made a flock of geese proud, we cleaned. I think it was the same suit she wore in New York."Nice suit by the way." I said to her while holding a towel up to her so that she could wrap herself up."Thanks." We left the pool area and into the hallway. "So what is going on with 35 different women suing you?"I told her the story of my love life. How there is no way I could have fathered any of these children since I have not even been with that many women in my entire life. How I had only fathered two kids and they were buried and how. . err…. err showed him my tits” I said hesitantly, he started to laugh, “no wonder he likes you” he said, “it gets worse” I said, looking at him out of my eye corners, “what?” he said, I put his hand on one and let him grope me” I said, I thought he was going to collapse with laughter, Tim and Julia looked around at us, I was blushing bright red, I could feel myself, I could have cried, how could I have been so stupid, and his good friend at that, “oh! the shame of it” I thought, “well! we.