I stood on my toes and pressed my lips against his. He pushed his tongue into my mouth. His tongue played with my piercing. When we got to our floor, ...we pulled away from each other and EJ smiled. He held my hand as we walked to the street to get a taxi. I told the driver my grandmothers address, where my father was staying while in town. When we arrived, my father was in jeans and a t-shirt. Usually he only wears business suits. My grandmother was in the kitchen cooking, as always. My cousins,. I can feel her presence...and then her hand on my bulge. "Wow, he is pretty hung too." I wonder if it was the tension building or what... but Nancy wasted no time. She ripped apart my belt and threw down my zipper, and tore open my jeans yanking them to my knees. I was so confused. I should have won an Oscar for my sleeping performance!So there I was, my cock standing firm in the air. My mother looks over, "Wow Nancy, cheating on Paul, huh?!" I can hear Nancy smirk, "Well, if you get to play. Talking to them again is probably the best way to go. And, like you say, it can’t hurt anything; and maybe I, we, can get some clarification as to why they are so bent on the man getting more recognition than he actually deserves.”“Yes,” said Daniel. “And, I have to say, considering everything that’s gone down in this past year or so, your bio-dad might deserve a heckuva lot more than, on the surface, appears to be the case. Something’s out there that doesn’t feel right, not to me, late comer. This was repeated for the next two nights. On the fourth night she finally slept through the night without waking.Life pretty much had returned to normal at home. My only problem now was to figure out what how to convince the family we needed to split up to survive. There was still some resistance to breaking the family up. They just did not seem to have the foresight to see what the future held for us the way we were growing. Jason, Paul and a few others made a trip down to town and I had them.