" It's about Jodie. You need to know some things. " " Like what? " , not knowing where this conversation was going. " I won't beat around the bush her...e, I'll be straight with you. I guess you could say some other people have beat around the bush, so to speak." " What the hell are you talking about? " I asked, half irrated and short. " Your wife has been fucking other men. I don't know how else to put it. " I was stunned. Silence. Then " What in hell makes you think that? " I asked, really mad. "Okay." I'd go there if I chose to, but there was no sensein arguing with my sister. She could be a little weird sometimes. Iturned and ran to Jack's car, an aging Chevy, stopping at attention infront of it."Corporal Adam James, reporting for duty, sir!" I barked with a saluteas Jack rolled down the window of his car. Jack was dressed in a blacksweatshirt and had painted his face with white paint. He had made darkcircles around his eyes and painted a trail of red paint down his chin.He looked. Her mother then surprised her by leaning down and running her tongue over the front of Dani’s dress, gathering more gobs of cum and sucking out some that had already started to soak into the lacy fabric. With her mouth full once more, her mother brought her mouth to hers and fed her more of her brother’s succulent jizz. It was so thick and brilliantly white that Dani knew it had to be chock full of sperm, and it tasted delicious. Between Seth fingering her and overwhelmed by the lewd act of her. "You asked me how many days there were in August. Don't you remember that old saying?"Why did you say there are forty-four days in February?" Shelly looked at me with a twinkle in her eyes. She knew I had a story for her and began to settle in for what she already knew was coming.I looked into those eyes and saw the same eyes I fell in love with all those years ago. Her grandmother, Marg, had the same hypnotic eyes that could always read me like a book. I never could get away with anything.