In fact I’ve really been quite nice to her recently, well nice by my standards, built up her hopes that we will be ‘an item’, perhaps get marrie... one day.Me married? That’s a fucking laugh, show me a ‘happily’ married man and I’ll show you a fucking loser and I’ll tell you why he’s a fucking loser - it’s because he’s a liar, a liar mainly to himself. The marriage thing probably starts out alright but after a bit – my mate reckons about six weeks – it’s all downhill. After a few years the geezer. Oooooooh." I shut him up by pulling his foreskin back exposing his dickhead,and blowing on it. I laughed when his skin pebbled with goosebumps and he shivered from head to toe."Answer this one question and then I'll decide if You boys can stay or not. Have either of you made "Dick Spit" yet?" They both looked at each other and then held hands. "Be Honest now. Do you know what "Dick Spit" is? No? Remember when that Old Man started shooting all of that white stuff out of his cock and into that. We just need to get through this.” “And then what? Just go home and forget this ever happened?” “No, then we get tickets for the New World and leave this hellhole behind forever.” “Nice dream,” she said, her head leaning on my shoulder. “But will we ever get out of here?” I lifted her chin to stare at her, a flicker of moonlight reaching us through the window, just enough light to see her beautiful face. I couldn’t resist. I kissed her. She pulled away slightly but then she was kissing me back,. ”“So how far will you let me push things?” Kara asked.“Let things develop naturally,” I replied. “We need these kids to develop the correct mindset about life. Just work with me, please.”“Are you upset?”“No, but you do tend to move too quickly at times.”“Sorry.”“It wasn’t a reprimand, Honey. It was simply advice.”We arrived home and Birgit got her cuddles while Kara made breakfast. Winter joined the four of us, but everyone else slept in, and in the Summer, we allowed later bedtimes and didn’t.