All I knew about what was going on was when I was served with divorce papers from a court in Reno, Nevada. “Everything is going smooth. “Just wait, you will be. Saw her in the girls’ room stuffing her bra.”
“Miss Big Boobs stuffs? What did you do?”
“When he’s inside you, just tighten your muscle as much as you can. Quiet, sorry I didn’t mean you boss, somebody just came. You five know you raped your father?”
“Wasn’t rape daddykins…”
“…because you wanted…”
“…it as much…”
“…as we wanted…”
“…our daddykins.”
“One of these days, can just one of you tell me something? “OK, he can eat us too.”
Now that they had a plan, the five girls put it in motion. My own fault letting them run around the house naked when they were little kids because I thought they were all cute. Sat in my favorite chair and saw why. No hair at all.”
“Down there?”
“Big deal, I haven’t got much hair above my clit anyway.”
“And we have to show everything we’ve got.
