Also you have always been there to look after them and they just natural assumed that you were their daddy.” I did remember several times when eithe... Connie, who was now 4 years old, or Meredith, who was 3 years old, had sometimes called me Daddy and I had never corrected them.“But why do they call me Uncle Michael?” I said, She looked into my eyes and said, “Well I didn’t know what to say, so I told them that you prefer that until we could all live together again.” I looked at my sister and. Kayla felt herself getting faint, like Melanie’s milk was putting her to sleep, but that didn’t make any sense…she’d only been awake for 5 hours! But she felt her eyes getting heavier and heavier, like something was draining her energy. Her sucking slowed, and eventually stopped entirely, and the last thought through her head before blackness took her was “mmm…what the hell’s happening….”Melanie felt her sister stop sucking and looked down in confusion before she realized Kayla had fallen. Pitbull was overseeing the defences, the tall, barrel-chested man towering over his wiry gang, the spiked collar around his thick neck glinting in the light.“Boss, we’ve got incomin’!” Tony called out as he skidded to a halt. “Bugs ... sounded like a fuckton!”Pitbull turned around to face him, his bushy eyebrows climbing as he set eyes on the four men wearing light blue jackets. “What the FUCK?!” he roared, reaching for his flamethrower. “You let motherfuckin’ Wraither fucks in MY base?!”“Boss,. " --------------- Her husband was sitting in the living room. Martha took the chair next to him, leaving me standing facing them. "Remove your skirt, Anne," she told me quietly. I let it drop to the floor and stepped out of it. "I told you how easy she would be," she said to him, "and you couldn't even get that right." She looked at me, smiling that pretty, winsome smile of hers, and told me, "Stroke yourself like you.