I grew looser and looser. More and more ready for Daddy’s cock. Mom kissed my butt-cheek, nibbling on it, her hair and robe brushing my flesh.“Mom...y!” I whimpered, squeezing down on her fingers. “I ... I ... Yes!”“You’re ready, aren’t you, slut? Just ready for my husband to fuck that asshole hard.”“So hard, Mommy!” I stared at Daddy. “I want your cock in me so badly! Fuck my ass, Daddy!”“You deserve her anal cherry, my husband!”“Yes!” Daddy groaned, rising, his beard bristling.Mom ripped her. Once that was taken care of we went back to Rasel’s bedroom. As soon as we were in his room we got our first big shock. Rasel picked up an expensive looking digital camera and told us to just ignore him and do what we had been doing for the last two days. I started to stutter out some kind of refusal. I didn’t want pictures of me having sex with my boyfriend getting out. There was no doubt in my mind that if he had them he would share them. Mithun didn’t seem to share my misgivings.He took me. Youwon't have to look for a job. You'll have a place to live. You won'tneed to worry about the future. That's important, because I'll be movinginto assisted living soon, and I'll be selling this house. Finding you asafe place in life is the best thing I can do for you, darling Lisa." Oh, Nana!" I hugged her and cried and told her she would always live inmy heart. She started crying, too, happy tears. She asked if I wouldagree to go to The Sweet Academy, and I said yes. I thought it would. That plan lasted about a week after Steph left Las Vegas. We soon realized that it would take much longer for her to wind up her business in Las Vegas than either of us really cared to spend apart so we borrowed enough money from Cathy to get me a one-way plane ticket to Minneapolis and that was that.Or almost that. Before Cathy bought the plane ticket I called my Dad and asked him if he thought he's be needing me again any time soon. For much of the time I was in Carson City over the holidays.