” I didn’t have time to get out.)Pretty wild doings for such a small town.Meantime, remembering that fences can be hundreds of miles long and neig...hbors hundreds of miles apart, a scene is brewing in a den.“But, Daddy, you said you’d handle it.”“I think, when it comes to handling a matter, some countries have vastly more experience ... and far less conscience in doing so.”“But Daddy ... who shall escort me to the Prom?” She loved her older brother ... more than her daddy suspected. He had. "Do you want to go over in the corner?" she said pointing to the darkest part of the club. "We would be more comfortable."As we approached the dark corner, the two bar girls stood up without really looking at us and moved to a booth. I sat on the long vinyl bench. Brenda stood in front of me between my legs. I reached up, put my hands on her hips and really looked at her for the first time.She dressed better than the other bar girls who looked more like strippers or hookers. Her red blouse was. Our happy little relationship was becoming completely based on one-on-one interactions between us. Some nights I would see Sarah. Other nights it was Ashley. Some nights it was Sarah and Ashley. Add in a couple inconvenient menstrual cycles for the girls and you can only guess how our sex life was.Even with all of the activity going on we all managed to stay very happy with one another. I was walking on cloud nine every day knowing that two wonderful women loved me and cared for me. Ashley was. We had been assigned the cabin that was the furthest away from everything. The girls started complaining right away and I just smiled to myself. Paybacks! They had punished me so now they were going to suffer. I loved it.It was late and we were tired so my wife sent us all to bed early. The cabin did not allow for much privacy, as it was just one big room. Even the bathroom was twenty feet from the back door. Obviously that pissed the girls off too. An outhouse! Ha! Ha! There was electricity.