"Come now thats not what your daughter calls me." I say."Yeah well Morgan has the curse of the young, stupid and thinks with her crotch." he says."Com... now Murray is that anyway to talk about your own daughter? Besides Id hardly call 300 young" I say.He shakes his head."Shes my daughter, Ill talk about her as I see fit, and to you Idin thats practically still in the womb, what do you want Idin." He says"Murray I need your help, The sons of Cain are in town." I sayHe looks me over for a second,. It is simply the hardest thing anyone can do. Anyone who says otherwise is a dead fool liar. Maureen and I did our best. We moved to the city, where I spent my life working as a laborer to support my family as best as possible. We weren’t able to always give our children everything they wanted or deserved but we did try to give them as much love as we possibly could. Maureen and I tried to instill our three children with strong morals, teach them to work hard in life for nothing is given to. At the end of the evening Mom told me to say my goodnights and go to bed. Mom got a kiss on the cheek and I said goodnight to Dad, who had gone out into the kitchen to open another bottle of wine. My three Aunts each gave me a kiss on the lips and felt of my ass. Mom’s sister brushed her hand against my hard-on, kissed me, and then whispered in my ear how much I had grown.I had hardly gotten into bed when Mom’s sister came into my bedroom. She told me that she was on her way to the bathroom but. "An hour later she turned up. She came in and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and a brief hug for consolation. I made a cup of tea and we sat down in the lounge next to each other on the sofa.She was a brunette in her mid 40s, about 5 feet 5 and she had a prettiness about her face and eyes when she smiled. Her figure, which I had noticed on previous occasions, was nice, curvy but slim.Katya gave me a very supportive talking to, telling me that I am handsome, intelligent and saying that it was.