"I don't know who I thought I was." 5 The first chance he got, Burt ran up to his room above the stables andwent to the mirror, his hands either side ...f it on the bare wooden wall,palms flat, so that he was staring into his own muddled eyes. He was becoming far too much like the original Burt. The transformationhad gone on far longer than it should have. He was in danger of losinghimself entirely to this dirty shabby life. He had to stop it now. And heknew exactly how. He had accelerated the. Our kids had grown so close in just a year that we were almost literally the “Brady Bunch,” 6 kids, 2 adults, and two dogs, instead of the maid. They were never “step” siblings, always called as brother or sister, but not step. It all was so loving and fun filled, it was almost perfect. The next two years were pretty much repeats of the previous, except my kids never did move away again, instead, living in a town about 20 miles away. This is where the story turns from a story of two families. “Come on in, sit down. I was about to pour a glass of wine; what would you like, a beer?”“Beer’s fine.” I walked over to the glass doors and looked out at the Atlantic Ocean. The sun was lower now and blocked by the high rises so the beach was in gray twilight.Sandy walked up beside me and handed me my beer. “You’ll never get tired of this view,” I said. Then I turned to her and added, “I like your hair.”“Do you? Oh, Thank You. I thought I’d grow it out for the winter and see how it looked.. She opened her eyes and looked up into mine, "I'm not sure if I enjoyed that or doggy style more - you might be better at riding a cock than I am!" And you might be better at thrusting than me," I said, grinning."Well," she replied, "Since you did most of the work that time, we can test your theory in missionary next."I started to roll off of her cock, but her hands caught my waist and pinned me back on top of it. "Wait," she said. My asshole had been stretched and filled for nearly half an.