I hope she has chosen well to not divorce. However this was the best for my kids.After two weeks I moved into Olga's bedroom and from Olga's bedroom i...t became our bedroom. The girls and I were developing a good relationship and I started reading stories to them, and play with them often. I became the good stepfather, as Olga forecast earlier. Olga's daughters became my daughters too.Stacey and Jessica became fond of me quickly, as Olga foresaw. I loved them the same way as my older kids. After. The twins have grown a full 4 inches taller overnight. Their previously cute till B-Cups have grown into full C-cups. That was impossible. Then again, impossible summed up my life of late pretty accurately.Could it have been purely my cum that had given them a growth spurt? I knew my cum provided certain benefits, but not to this degree. Was it a matter of quantity, or did being involved in the powering of my first cause this?Something that worried me was that the twins had guessed my cum was. She’s been through a lot. Please treat her right.’ It was something how everyone loved Angel. No one spoke badly about her. They all said she had this glow about her. Always helping everyone and always smiling. I started my therapy the following week. It hurt like hell but Angel pushed me. ‘I’m the boss when it comes to therapy,’ smiled Angel. ‘We should have you on crutches within a few weeks. It will be months before you will be able to use a cane.’ I was taken by wheelchair every day down to. The crowd gasped as Mike fell backwards, scooting on all-fours to the other end of the circle. As he rose to his feet, there were a few ‘whoops,’ chuckles, and claps. Sarah stood poised, fists raised. She stared right into his eyes, and the look was one he knew. It said, ‘You’re cute. Now let Mommy work.’ Mike felt his blood boil. That bitch. He lifted his fists. He was going to chew her up and spit her out. She’d be sorry she ever turned up on his turf. He charged at her, throwing a fist.