We entered in silence. He flicked the light switch. My eyes saw only darkness. He guided me to the center of his room and hugged me. He would have jus...t hugged me if I hadn't begun to pull my top up from my waist. I pulled it through his warm but firm arms and tossed it over my head. My left breast brushed curls of his brown hair. It was cool in the room, but a heat was already growing inside me. I acted on instinct, instinct honed by a thousand passes of my mother's tongue, shaped by a willing. .. I don’t mean your father ... I mean Richard; my father.It was him I screamed at.”I gaped at her, “Your own Father?”“And I must tell you now Dick; He was your father also.I was still gaping!You see your dad wasn’t your natural father. You were sired by Richard; when I was seventeen.”She paused to give it a chance to sink in.“You mean ... your father ... Richard, made me?”“Yes Dick. My own father got me pregnant when I was seventeen; when I had already met your dad at the College Hop.We’d. But Aunt Shellie had other ideas. She immediately countered mom with "no dear, not just yet, we're not finished. I need to make lunch" Mom started almost babbling saying how she couldn't just stay like this. Shellie smirked and bounced naked into the kitchen telling me that I needed to untie her so that she could make us all some lunch. The desperate pleading look in moms eyes told me that she knew that this was out of her control. I followed Aunt Shellie into the kitchen, reveling in the fact. ’ She answer, smiling after to show it was a joke. ‘Well then, shall we eat, I hope it tastes just as good as it looks.’ Jake picked up Sasha making her giggle and put her into her seat to the left of him as Kara sat down to his right. During breakfast Kara told him that she loved to cook as well as clean and had financial trouble so she needed a job that paid well and it was something that she actually wanted to do and a place to stay wasn’t so bad either. After Kara cleaned up breakfast, Jake.