It was just for me. There was a sealed envelope with "My love" written on it. I began to tear up. This had to be a "Dear Oscar" letter, and I didn't w...ant to read it, but I knew I had to.Oscar:I miss you so much. I realize it's been over a year since we last saw each other and you probably have forgotten me by now (no I haven't). I will never forget you, somehow I can't (my God, I must have left the trigger in!). You don't know how many times I've wanted to just leave my folks and come back to. Indeed she found herself worshipping at matriarch’s cunt for a long time, she could feel her tongue tiring and began to wonder if the matriarch planned to keep her licking away until she failed and then punish her, of course she knew that the matriarch would move to inflicting pain for her own pleasure anyway. Finally though “That’s a good girl now finish it off” and she felt the pressure on the back of her head increase. Quickly she began to change her motions swirling her tongue around the. “Your T-shirt’s on backwards,” I said. “And you should probably comb your hair.”The canvas flapped again and Matt came out.“Oh, hi,” he said, flashing a big smile.I looked at the two of them. It could not have been more obvious what they’d been up to.“Stop smirking,” Kelly said. “You’re not the only one allowed to get laid.”“I thought you guys were at the beach.”“Your mom and dad sent us up here to get stuff for dinner,” Matt said.“And you decided to have some hors d’oeuvres?”Kelly shot me a. ”“OK. But you still haven't answered one of my questions. Who will be the father or fathers?”“I think,” Ron answered, “that any child born to us will have two mothers and two fathers. Reg and I will be their fathers, and Sandra and Maria their mothers.”“But on a birth certificate there is only room for one father?”“Of course,” Sandra answered, “for any child that I bear, my husband will be the official father, for the birth certificate, for what we tell Maria's and my parents, and for any other.