My mother is thirty-two! She was pregnant with me when she was fifteen years old! It’s called ‘children having children,’ Judge. And you foster ...t, too. By the way, she now has four more children. I don’t know how many fathers there have been, and you know what else? I don’t think she does, either. Hell! We don’t have fathers, we have sires! My mother might as well have gone to a sperm bank.”He just shook his head in disgust. “Now what do those files tell you?”“They’re ... They’re appalling!”. She put on the shortest white skirt she had, knowing her black thong would be visible, followed by a tiny red cami top and no bra. Smiling to herself she checked her appearance in the mirror satisfied. Her long black hair fell perfectly, her olive skin clear, and big brown eyes were so dark. Skye wore very little makeup, and what she did wear only made her eyes seem even darker. Stomping into the living room, she cleared her throat, can we get this over with? Im fucking starving! Anthony led. ?It is important, isn't it?? she said.He sighed and whispered it into her ear.?So, one step nearer," she replied. He nodded.?Whats up? Why the whispering?? asked Kevin.Paul and Kelly looked at one another and couldn't come up with anexcuse. They noticed that Linda and Alicia were paying attention now.?Alright, you want to know," said Paul annoyedly. ?My plumbing has beenrerouted. I'm peeing from elsewhere. Happy?!??Sorry we asked," said Kevin. ?We won't say anything. Honest.??I know you won't.. To Edith, fucking was better, especially for her mother.Right now, she was spying on Papa, her mom, and Aunt Leslie. Papa had Aunt Leslie on her hands and knees by the edge of the bed. Aunt Leslie was kissing and licking her mom's cunny, as Papa called it. Papa kept shoving his peter into Aunt Leslie's cunny faster and faster.He pulled her hips hard toward himself and didn't pull away. Papa had the happy puppy look, tongue hanging loose, and a grin. After a minute or two, he started pumping.