Everyone else belonged here and knew what they were doing. He was the new kid, the outsider who didn't have a clue. Even if he ... even if he what?The... anxiety was paralyzing him and he needed a drink. Ferro unfroze himself from the wall near the doorway and walked with a forced calmness to the bar. With anesthesia still swirling in his veins, he didn't want to chance a headache from drinking alcohol. The doctor had mentioned it as a possibility and even if it was hypochondria, he was sticking. They wouldn’t see their mother dressed like a slut leaving the house that day. Billy was out in the living room pacing the floor as Margret adjusted the black skirt around her tiny waist. She had to sit in a chair as she slipped on those high heels. It took a couple minutes to hook the thin straps around her thin ankles. She applied rich red lipstick to her lips as she was instructed and finished with a tiny splash of perfume. She looked in the full length mirror. She looked like much younger. I did for all of one minute then I was sitting on the floor right outside their bedroom door.All I heard was Dad giving orders. “Get naked, both of you.” “Peggy, let her lick your pussy. I want her to suck out all of my cum from earlier and I want her to give you an orgasm. Then after I fuck you she can lick it out again.” Come on, I want to see your tongue get right into her hole.” That’s it.”After that, things got kind of quiet. Eventually I went to my bedroom.An hour later Mom came into my. They were even more concerned about protecting the family fortune than Luther was. If Luther married Abby they were terrified that she might cheat them out of their inheritance. Luther loved his children. Protecting their financial interests was his primary concern." I asked, "What did he propose?" "He offered to provide Abby with a weekly allowance of five thousand dollars. She would also be allowed to live in the Bowlin estate on Island Lake west of the Twin Cities. The estate had a full time.