“What’s wrong, where’s dad”, Zachary started. “Sit down”, I asked them. “No, where’s dad”? I sternly looked at Zachary, “All... three of you sit down now”. “Yes Uncle”, Alicia answered. They were used to commands. Something triggered obedience within them as they fell in line and sat across from me on the sofa. I began laying out a tale of fantastic proportion about betrayal and my retribution on the men that killed their father, of how he pleaded with me to care for them as I would as. "Someone said he had kids," I said."Yeah, somewhere down east, I think," she said.Well he is a big boy, I thought. He was just going to have to take care of himself. I went home to watch tv and check out the computer. I decided to buy the videos from the website. I didn't think it would make a difference, even if Mary Ellen found out. I was pretty sure that Paul the camera man had called her anyway.The phone rang an hour after I began to research her site. I recognized it as her number. "Hello. My hands got there first. My fingers were gently massaging one of the nice little mounds. My lips latched onto the other. My mouth began sucking and tugging on the delectable nipple. When my hand moved, my mouth captured the other tit and nipple. Oh god, these little boobs were warm and tasty! April was softly sighing. My hand was now between Aprils legs. I wanted my mouth and lips there. I kissed down her chest and belly. I stopped for a second. I pulled the girls legs apart. I looked at the. Both menlaughed."That's the way a cunt is suppose to look. Go on! Lick it off your lips!"Paul went about his duties that morning, sweeping and emptying thetrash. He was aware he was being watched by some of the black men in thewarehouse. He could only imagine what the two black men in the locker roomhad told the other guys. He heard the snickering and laughing by the theothers. On his way home that evening, Paul debated weather to tell his wifeor not. There was no way she would ever find out so.