She turned to Jack and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. She kinda glared at me. Roberta had a tough time dealing with stuff this early in the morni...ng. I knew that by noon, the vodka would smooth things out."Jack, why are you home and why the heck did you run that darn siren in the neighborhood. Geez, you are such an idiot." Then Roberta pretended to notice me for the first time. "Oh, and company! Jack, why is your uh, little friend here with you?" Dear, I'll remember not to use the siren any. They had just spent the past hour eating each others’ pussies, making them slick and wet, bringing each other to multiple orgasms. They were a bit tired, and were lying in each others’ arms, sleepy, when they heard the front door open. Their step-father had just come home from work. Daughter Amy looked at daughter Bella. (They were aged 22 and 21 respectively, but they enjoyed pretending they were younger.) “Remember what we talked about last night?” Amy asked Bella. “You mean about Father’s. When the kids came home that night she was distant, and they noticed. She wasn't ready to tell them yet... either of them. She kept telling herself it could be a fluke in her system, and that both tests were false positives.As things happen, she received the certified letter the next day. It was addressed to her and the postman required her to sign for it. It was from a lawyer representing the Willow Brook Pharmacy, where, the letter noted, she had recently been sold a supply of. I was impressed. So were Emma and Tilly. They kept looking from me and then to Bizana and then back again. Then the light blinked on in Emma's eyes and she smiled knowingly at me."Oh you crafty old dog," Emma declared without any hesitation. "I can't believe you actually came up with this idea." What?" Tilly asked surprised by Emma's outburst."Adam's found himself some back up in the bedroom," Emma stated bluntly, glancing over at Bizana and nodding towards the girl. "He wants them to pick up.