I went home, Al came round later, "We got to sort these lot out," he says."That's racist," I pointed out."Get his bloody stuck up sister up the duff,"...he says."Look they aren't allowed out, they probably get married to their uncle when they're ten ." I pointed out."Nah Cousin when their eighteen!" he explained, "From Bungla Desh." Too right," I agreed, "Want a beer?"As it happened Dad had been at my Newcastle Brown again so we ended up sharing a tin of out of date Carlsberg."Don't seem right,". "Have you changed your mind?" Mom asked watching me admire her well-exposed body.Slowly and deliberately shifting my eyes from her tits to her stomach and then to her thighs admitted: "Have never seen you like this."Putting her hands on my shoulders, she said: "I'm glad you liked it."Circling her waist with my arms and bringing my chest closer to her half-naked boobs, I added: "Have to take a photo of yours. You look beautiful." No, no photos. Will wear this in the evening. Now going to change. A large Marine, wearing matte-white body armour and corporal's stripes, pointing an RLA-1 laser rifle in one hand and his body armour's helmet in the other, intercepted the pair."Sub-Decurion Samantha Redburn!" called the two-metre-tall specimen, as Callee's gaze went up ... and UP..."Ah, Corporal Roger Bachelor, congratulations on your promotion!" Thank you, Sub-Decurion, and congratulations on yours as well! Would you like to join us on the rifle range? Instead of the usual training exercise,. "I love you, Daddy." I love you too, babe." I love you too, Dad," Cheyanne added, getting in a smooch as well on my forehead. "Goodnight," she said as they both got up off the couch."Goodnight, my darlings."They calmly left and went to their bedroom.I sighed and shrugged my shoulders too. "I guess you are right, I have been smothering you a bit, but okay, I get it. Maybe I do need to get laid; my dick still works. I find it hard to believe that neither of them has no love interests at all. I.