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\fs20\par}FRIDAY 13{\super th}\par}

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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 It 
all began on a Friday 13{\super th}, not that I{\lang5129\u8216\'91}m superstitious
.  In any case although the start was unlucky the outcome proved to be very fortunate
 indeed.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 It 
began with some wretched women tailgating my car on my way to the office.  Its rear
 end was wrecked and the car had to be hauled off to garage while I was hauled off
 to the hospital for a check-up.  My head had whip-lashed and my neck was sore but
 no damage had been done so I rang in to the office, took the rest of the day off
 and went home in a taxi.  There I went to bed as the doctor had ordered and dozed
 until the slamming of the front door woke me late in the afternoon.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 It 
was about the time my kids, Bruce and Glynis, were due to get home from school.  
They{\lang5129\u8217\'92}re latch-key kids as I normally don{\lang5129\u8217\'92
}t get home from the office until nearly six and their mother left us all for the
 glamorous life of an airline pilot{\lang5129\u8217\'92}s wife four years before
.  Bruce, who{\lang5129\u8217\'92}s fifteen, is a sensible boy and I trust him to
 look after his twelve-year-old sister for the hour or so until I get home, and 
I normally find everything in order and their homework done by that time.  Woken
 by the door I lay listening to for the sound of their voices or the rattle of activity
 but heard only silence.  When it had lasted five minutes I began to get concerned
, climbed carefully out of bed to save jarring a still-painful neck, donned a dressing
-gown and slippers and, moving gently, went cautiously downstairs.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 It 
was all still silent and nothing moved.  Beginning to wonder if I had been woken
 by a burglar leaving the house I crossed silently to the lounge, opened the door
 and walked in, half expecting to see the place ransacked or trashed.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 It 
hadn{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t been.  What I did see, though, was the backside of my
 son Bruce bare beneath the flap of his school shirt with his school trousers and
 underpants around his ankles, lumping up and down between the raised knees of a
 girl lying on her back on the settee.  Then two young, shocked faces turned to 
me and I saw that the girl was his sister Glynis, my daughter.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 The
 two children froze and Glynis gave a low wail of horror.  I closed my mouth and
 tried to get my brain working again.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8221
\'94{\lang1033 I think you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d better get off her, Bruce,}\u8221
\'94{\lang1033  I ordered rather coldly. Quickly and in an eager  state of panic
 he obeyed, but not before I had a quick glimpse of his stiff, surprisingly large
 penis slipping greasily out of his sister}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 s vagina.  Trying
 to hide himself he crouched by the settee pulling up his trousers and pants but
 Glynis seemed unable to move and remained just as he had left her.  Her school 
blouse was unbuttoned and lay open at her sides and her vest was bundled in a rumpled
 heap at her throat.  Her breasts were not yet large enough to warrant a bra but
 I had never seen them before and was surprised to see two tiny, pink-ring-tipped
 mounds on her chest although there was a broad span of flat rib-furrowed chest 
between them.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 In 
her shock at my appearance she had not even been able to close her legs, displaying
 a little, totally hairless mound where the parting of her legs began and a crack
 in which the little wrinkled bud of her clitoris protruded and beneath which,  
like little ears, were the lips of her vagina.  They were blushing pinkly and glistening
 with her sex-dew, and between them I could even see the  reluctantly closing mouth
 of the vagina her brother had been filling with his penis only moments before.  
She still had her white cotton knickers hanging from one ankle looped around her
 short white school socks while her regulation-length black-pleated school skirt
 lay in a heap on the carpet beside the settee.  It was obvious someone had been
 in a great hurry and - or - very eager.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Bruce
 rose to his feet, tucking in his shirt.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Go to your room,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I ordered.  Avoiding my angry
 stare he scuttled past me and out of the room.  I crossed to Glynis.  Only her 
eyes moved, following me.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 was lovely.  Small and perfectly formed.  Tiny nipples at the centres of slightly
 protruding round rose aureoles topping beautiful breasts the size, shape of half
-oranges but smooth-curved and soft.  Gently-rounded white skin, flawless except
 for the whorl of her navel, stretched across her stomach.  Her thighs were tiny
 models of inviting femininity while from the tight, glistening, blushing slit between
 them came the faint but distinct scent of female sex. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I reached
 her and gently slapped her on a knee.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 You}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d best get dressed, lass,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
 I said softly.  You}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 d best get dressed before I forget myself
 and fall to my knees by your side to kiss those sweet lips between your legs and
 cover those little fledgling breasts with hungry hands.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Uh.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  My touch or my voice seemed to break the
 spell and she closed her legs so fast that the soft skin of her inner thighs slapped
 together loudly.  I politely turned my back while she scrambled into her clothes
 but the image of her nearly-naked body stretched like a sacrifice on the altar 
of the settee was imprinted in my brain like an unguarded glance at the midday sun
.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m OK now,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  my daughter
 said in a small voice and I turned back to her.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 was sitting meekly on the settee, her white blouse tidily arranged so that its 
loose folds gave only a hint of the new little breasts beneath, sharp black pleats
 of her skirt flowing from her waist across her lap and three motionless inches 
over her knees and little white ankle-socks tightly hugging the slim ankles below
 silken, smooth-skinned legs.  One heel was angled away from the other, giving her
 an lost, waiflike look, her hands were lying loosely open in her lap and her little
 heart-shaped face, ashen with fright, looked back at me from its frame of her straight
 ash-blond hair cut in a bob to her shoulders. It was in its way a breathtakingly
 sexier and far more erotic picture than the sight of her spread open for sex on
 the settee, and my heart nearly exploded with my love for her.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I crossed
 to her and sat next to her on the settee.  The urge to take her into my arms to
 comfort and reassure her was almost overwhelming, except I knew that at the feel
 of the soft press of her body against mine I would be unable to stop myself stroking
 her hair, squeezing those thin, defenceless shoulders, caressing those fragile 
arms and pressing greedy hands against those little proudly-pouting breasts, and
 so I did not, dare not, touch her at all.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 When was the first time you and Bruce did it?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
 I asked gently.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Soon after Aunt Mary}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s birthday,}\u8221\'94{
\lang1033  she whispered.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I cast
 my mind back.  Two months before I{\lang5129\u8216\'91}d taken the kids half-way
 across the country to my eldest sister{\lang5129\u8217\'92}s fortieth birthday 
celebration. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 And before that?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I enquired mildly.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 He showed me how to rub him off,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  she replied
 in a voice I could hardly hear.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 And I let him finger me.
}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 When did that start?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 When he could first make his willy go stiff,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
 she breathed.  }\u8216\'91{\lang1033 Willy}\u8217\'92{\lang1033  was the longstanding
 family euphemism for the penis, although I had never used it in front of Glynis
.  So my son and daughter had been playing sexually with each other for two years
 or more, as I guessed.  And I hadn}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 t guessed.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 How many times have you gone all the way with Bruce, Glynis?}\u8221
\'94{\lang1033  I allowed a little seriousness to leak into my voice.  She gave 
a helpless little shrug.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Lots.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 In 
two months?  Well, they had plenty of opportunity.  Five nights a week after school
, for a start.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Have you gone all the way with anyone else?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par
}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 didn{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t speak but shook her head vehemently and I believed her
.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Have you rubbed any other boy, or let them finger you?}\u8221\'94
{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Again
 the firm shake of the head.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Why did you let Bruce do it to you, Glynis?  Did he bully you?}\u8221
\'94{\lang1033  It was the most important question and I asked it gently and sympathetically
, offering her the chance to shift all the blame onto her brother whether it lay
 there or not, which I assumed it did.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Her
 head came up and for the first time she looked at me.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 No.  I wanted to,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  she told me with fright in
 her eyes but a hint of defiance in her voice.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I feigned
 shocked surprise.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}It was all your idea?{\lang5129\u8221\'94
} I asked.  She didn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t drop her gaze but looked past me and 
chewed her lower lip for a moment as she thought how to reply.  Then she dropped
 her eyes back to the carpet.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 No.  I.....  I didn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t know.....  That}\u8216
\'91{\lang1033 s what.....   Sex.......  But when Bruce told me and wanted to try
 putting his willy in me I didn}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 t stop him.  I wanted to try
 it too.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I was
 silent for a full minute or more, letting her wriggle a little bit.  Then I said
 gently,  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}Glynis, I{\lang5129\u8216\'91}m not angry with you
.  I{\lang5129\u8217\'92}m not going to punish you or Bruce.  I still love you as
 much as I ever have.  All I want is for us all to be happy together.  But I need
 to know how to handle this.  What to do about it.  So I want you to answer the 
next question truthfully.  It is most important that you tell me the truth, OK?{
\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 looked back up at me and nodded.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Has your brother ever forced you to have sex with him?}\u8221\'94
{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Her
 little white upper teeth appeared over her lower lip and chewed it for a moment
 as was her habit when seriously considering something.  Then she said, {\lang5129
\u8220\'93}Sometimes when we come in from school and Bruce wants to do it I don{
\lang5129\u8216\'91}t really want to, but I let him.  But most of the time I want
 to, too.{\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Your periods haven}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t begun yet?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
  The kids sometimes went to spend weekends and parts of holidays with their mother
, when she hadn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t followed her new man to New York or Acapulco
, and I had brief contacts with her on matters concerning them.  I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033
d left the woman-to-woman talk with our daughter  to her and knew from Glynis that
 it had happened so although I was fairly sure she hadn}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 t begun
 her periods yet, I wasn}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 t certain.  Glynis flushed slightly
 and shook her head.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 OK.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I have recovered sufficient control of 
myself to risk putting my hand to my daughter}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s lovely hair
, pulling her slightly towards me and kissing the top of her head.  }\u8220\'93{
\lang1033 I love you, Honey,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I whispered.  Then, as my control
 wavered, I rose, crossed to the door and opened it.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Bruce, come down here,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I yelled through it. 
Thirty seconds later my son reluctantly entered the room, as white-faced as his 
sister had been and I guessed he}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d had a bad few minutes anticipating
 this interview.  I hoped he had. He was still in his school uniform but had straightened
 it up and looked quite neat and very ordinary.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Sit down next to your sister,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I told him.  
Glynis had her head down, staring at the carpet.  He sat next to her, on the edge
 of the seat.  I took the armchair across from them and sat facing them in silence
 for several minutes while I ordered my thoughts. \par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 OK guys,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I began.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 I}
\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m not angry with you.  I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m not going to
 throw you out of the house.  I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m not going to tell anyone, 
even your mother.  I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m not even going to dock your pocket money
.  I was.... surprised.  Taken aback for a moment, that}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 s all
.  I hadn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t realised how much, how quickly, you}\u8216\'91{
\lang1033 d both grown up.  I guess you kids find it hard to imagine us dull, boring
 old grown-ups having sex.  After all, it}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s fun, hard work 
and you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ve got to be fit.  Well, we dull, boring old grown-
ups sometimes forget that when our kids are turning into young men and women, sex
 is part of the baggage that comes with it.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I paused
.  They were both looking at me, surprised, puzzled and clearly very relieved.\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 So here}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 s the deal, guys,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
 I told them.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 You can have sex with each other with my blessing
, as long as you agree to some ground-rules.  These are non-negotiable.  Stick to
 them and you can have as much sex with each other as you want.  Break them and, 
Bruce, you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ll be off to St. Joseph}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s as
 a border the next day and Glynis, I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ll pack you off to Aunt
 Mary}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 s immediately and you won}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t see 
each other again }\u8216\'91{\lang1033 til you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 re both through
 University.  Is that understood?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Two
 amazed faces regarded me and two heads nodded quick assent.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Right.  This is rule number one.  It}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s in red
 capital letters three feet high and underlined.  And I want it carved on your hearts
.  Glyn, you will never allow your brother to have sex with you if you don}\u8216
\'91{\lang1033 t want him to.  Whatever the reason, and even for no reason at all
, you have every right to say no.  It}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s your body and it}\u8216
\'91{\lang1033 s absolutely one-hundred percent yours to say what happens to it 
and who does what to it.  OK?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 My 
daughter nodded.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 So, Bruce, if your sister says no she means no and that}\u8216\'91
{\lang1033 s that.  No wheedling, no begging, no negotiations.  Break this rule 
and you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d be abusing your little sister.  Taking advantage 
of her.  And I will not have that.  Understood?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 White
-faced, my son nodded.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 OK.  Rule number two.  You will only, ever, have sex in this house
. In one or other of your bedrooms.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I paused to let that sink
 in, then grinned.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 Well, upstairs anyway.  You might want
 to try it in the shower one day.  It}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s quite good fun.}\u8221
\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 My 
son and daughter were staring at me, clearly amazed to hear their father suggesting
 they try having sex in the shower.  I grew stern and hardened my voice for effect
.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}It{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s fun in the woods, too, and in backs
 of cars.  And the best place in the world to have sex is behind the bike-sheds 
at school.  But not for you two.  If you were seen, or caught, the sky would fall
 in on all of us.  Schoolboys get caught screwing schoolgirls in woods, the backs
 of cars and behind the bike-sheds every day and all that happens is strong tellings
-off and a few months grounding.  We grown-ups know it happens and that we{\lang5129
\u8216\'91}re not going to stop it.  But if you get caught screwing your sister, 
Bruce, it would certainly mean your teachers and the child-protection people being
 brought in and it could even mean the police.  You{\lang5129\u8216\'91}d certainly
 be sent to different schools and it{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s quite likely the authorities
 would decide I was a bad parent and take you away from me.  I{\lang5129\u8216\'91
}d hate that, and I like to think you{\lang5129\u8216\'91}d hate that too.{\lang5129
\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Two
 young heads nodded agreement.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 What you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 re doing,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I softened
 my voice again, }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 Is called }\u8216\'91{\lang1033 incest}\u8217
\'92{\lang1033 .  It}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s illegal and very much frowned on.  Sex
 when there is a risk of getting caught is extra spicy and you will be tempted but
 you must never, never give in to it.  Bruce, if you and your sister get hauled 
in front of me by the police or by your teachers or by some social worker I will
 be very, very angry indeed.  Not because you were having sex with your sister but
 because you were stupid enough to get caught doing it.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 And don}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t think it}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d be
 OK because I said you could screw your sister.  If it came to it I would have to
 deny all this, I would have to pretend to be shocked and horrified because if I
 did anything else I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d be labelled a pervert and could end 
up in prison, and you would certainly be taken away from me.  Do you understand?
}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Two
 white faces nodded and I was confident my son had taken it aboard.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Right.  For the same reason you must never, never tell anyone about
 it.  And I mean anyone.  Even if your best friend ever admits to you that he or
 she is screwing his or her sister or brother you mustn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t say
, }\u8216\'91{\lang1033 So am I.}\u8217\'92{\lang1033   Maybe they}\u8217\'92{\lang1033
ve a suspicion about you and are trying to catch you out.  Maybe it could even be
 true.  I think a lot of brothers and sisters do screw.  But remember, they might
 not always be your best friend, and if they know what you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 re
 doing you give them a lot of power over you.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I paused
 to let them think about it, then focused on my daughter.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}
Just supposing,{\lang5129\u8221\'94} I asked her, {\lang5129\u8220\'93}Bruce{\lang5129
\u8216\'91}s best friend came to you one day, told you he knew your brother was 
screwing you and said he{\lang5129\u8216\'91}d tell your teachers about it unless
 you let him screw you as well.  What would you do?{\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I waited
 until Glynis whispered dryly, {\lang5129\u8220\'93}I guess I{\lang5129\u8216\'91
}d have to let him do it,{\lang5129\u8221\'94} and then turned to Bruce.  {\lang5129
\u8220\'93}Point taken?{\lang5129\u8221\'94} I asked.  He nodded and I knew from
 the look on his face it had been.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 And it could just as easily be the brother of your best friend,}\u8221
\'94{\lang1033  I pointed out to Glynis and knew from the sudden widening of her
 eyes that I didn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t have to labour the point any more.\par}
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 All right.  Next point.  Glyn, I want your promise you will tell 
me the moment your first period starts.  And when it does, no more sex until we}
\u8217\'92{\lang1033 ve got you on the pill or sorted something else out for contraception
.  You know what }\u8216\'91{\lang1033 contraception}\u8217\'92{\lang1033  means
?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 My 
little daughter nodded.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Promise?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I promise,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  she breathed.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Thank you,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said gently, then turned to her
 brother.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 Bruce, if you get your sister pregnant I will skin
 you alive,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said savagely and was pleased to see him wince
.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 Is that understood?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 He 
nodded.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Tell me,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I ordered.  I wanted this speared 
through his soul.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I uh...uh.....uhnd....uhnd....}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  he tried and
 stopped helplessly.  I waited, forcing him to try again.  And again.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I suspected
 my son{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s stammer was the reason behind my children{\lang5129
\u8216\'91}s incest.  At home, happy and relaxed, he could talk as easily and fluently
 as anyone else to me and his sister but impose any stress on him and his breathing
 froze, his throat closed and any word to utter became a mountain to climb.  There
 was no physical reason for it.  Child psychologists he had seen had said, rather
, that it was a result of a highly intelligent, overquick mind where his brain raced
 ahead of his speech centre which, in computer terms, crashed.  Indeed, the computer
 analogy was a good one for my son{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s mind was like an ultrafast
 CPU which threw instructions at a lower-order processor like an IDE controller 
too fast for it to handle thus freezing the whole operating system for a while.\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 He{
\lang5129\u8216\'91}d been taught techniques to deal with the problem and they worked
 if he could concentrate on them.  He was, though,  painfully aware how embarrassing
 his problem was to other people, hated embarrassing them and so avoided speech 
with anyone as far as humanly possible.  When he absolutely had to talk to anyone
 the first, slightest appearance of his impediment triggered that awareness which
 increased the stress which hugely added to the impediment in an appalling, often
 unstoppable loop which could reduce him to anguished, angry, frustrated impotence
 which he then had to overcome before he could proceed to reboot the whole system
.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Naturally
 for a adolescent boy with his newly-released hormones burning in his blood and 
a whole new world of sex opening up before him, the presence of a teenage girl is
 about the most stressful thing imaginable and my heart had bled at the sight of
 my son trying, and failing, to get more than three consecutive words out to a pretty
 girl.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Understandably
 his response was to try to avoid such situations and, at fourteen, had no girl-
friend, had never had one and avoided girls like the plague, his self-esteem at 
rock bottom.   This he tried to hide by disdain and aloofness, burying himself instead
 in his schoolwork and staying out of the world of gangs and clubs through which
 his contemporaries eased themselves into the world of socialising and sex.  What
 little I could to help him I had done, but with all his contemporaries at school
 no doubt talking, if not actually bragging, about the exciting things they{\lang5129
\u8216\'91}d done with girls and with his own needs to explore this new world and
 to feel he wasn{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t being left behind by, or anything less than
, his friends it was hardly surprising that he should turn for the experience of
 sex to the only girl with whom he could actually communicate.  His sister.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Nor
, I knew looking back at it, should I have been surprised that his sister would 
go along with it.  She adored her brother and idolised him, and in his isolation
 it was inevitable that he would give her more time, and play a much larger part
 in her life than many brothers did.  Their fright, and particularly Glyn{\lang5129
\u8216\'91}s  when I had discovered them, was a clear sign that they knew what they
 were doing was {\lang5129\u8216\'91}wrong{\lang5129\u8217\'92}, both because of
 my daughter{\lang5129\u8217\'92}s age and because big brothers are not supposed
 to have sex with their little sisters.  This sort of moral sense is invariably 
far stronger in girls than in boys, presumably because they have far more to lose
, and I had no doubt at all it had been very strong in my daughter.  Yet she had
 overcome it and had been prepared to allow her brother to have sex - indeed to 
have full sexual intercourse - with her.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 In 
short she loved her brother, loved him enough to let him have sex with her and I
 couldn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t find anything wrong with that.   What did surprise
, and impress, me, though, was the strong suggestion I{\lang5129\u8216\'91}d received
 from the interview with her that she was a willing and eager participant.  She 
wasn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t merely submitting to sex with her brother, she was sharing
 sex with him.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Looking
 back I acknowledged there had been a kind of inevitability about my children{\lang5129
\u8217\'92}s incest and that I should have seen it coming.  Glynis had been masturbating
 her brother for two years or more and even as a ten-year-old had been allowing 
him to see and no doubt explore between her legs, and to put his finger and probably
 other things up her little vagina.  I should have been aware of it then and taken
 control of it from the first.  Aware of the pressures on my son I probably wouldn
{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t have forbidden it outright but would likely have allowed 
them to do what they actually had done but within the bounds of a kind of sexual
 playpen, and would certainly not have allowed them to go as far as full intercourse
.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Still
, it was done, I was confident they would hold by the rules I had set and felt that
 in the circumstances I was doing the right thing.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Bruce
 was still struggling to acknowledge my threat that I{\lang5129\u8216\'91}d kill
 him if he got his sister pregnant and I knew the struggle would imprint it on his
 mind as nothing else could.  Certainly far more than any belt that I{\lang5129\u8217
\'92}d never used on them would. He stopped struggling, took a deep breath and managed
 to say, {\lang5129\u8220\'93}I understand.{\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Thank you.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033   I acknowledged his success and 
then turned to my daughter.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Glyn, I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m giving you permission to have sex 
with your brother.  That is not permission for you to have sex full stop.  I will
 not have you becoming the school bike.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I saw from her expression
 that the schoolboy term from my own youth for the girl in the school ridden by 
everyone was still current.  I softened my voice.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 I want 
you to be the school virgin.  Let the other girls boast.  Let them call you }\u8216
\'91{\lang1033 Miss High and Mighty}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 ,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  (
I hadn}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 t forgotten my own schooldays), }\u8220\'93{\lang1033
Or maybe even think you a coward for not going with a boy. You}\u8217\'92{\lang1033
ll be getting more and better sex than any of them so don}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t
 you forget it, even if you can}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t say anything.}\u8221\'94{
\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 OK.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  Glynis breathed.  I mollified my voice.  
}\u8220\'93{\lang1033 One day you}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 ll meet a boy you really, 
really want to have sex with.  When you do you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ll know, and
 you}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 ll have to decide then whether or not to go on having 
sex with your brother as well.  By then Bruce will have met a girl ready to give
 him as much sex as he can handle so it won}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t be a problem.  
We}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ll cross that bridge when we come to it.  Until then get
 it out of your system with each other and carry on getting good marks at school
.  Without having to worry about sex and boyfriends or girlfriends you}\u8216\'91
{\lang1033 ll both have no excuses for not doing well, and that}\u8217\'92{\lang1033
s what I expect to see.  Are we all agreed?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 The
 two faces, relaxed now if still somewhat disbelieving, nodded.  Bruce, I guessed
, could hardly believe his luck.  As for Glynis, for the moment she just seemed 
hugely relieved that she{\lang5129\u8217\'92}d been caught having sex with her brother
 but had escaped the terrible parental thunderbolt she must have been expecting.  
What she might feel in the days and weeks to come, though, was something I knew 
I would have to keep on top of.  I gave them a grin.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 OK.  Well, I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m sorry I interrupted you.  If 
you want to pick it up again where you left off you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d best 
get off upstairs.  I don}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t feel like cooking tonight so I}\u8216
\'91{\lang1033 ll ring out for a pizza.  Let}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s say an hour?
}\u8221\'94{\lang1033   I regarded them quizzically as they sat there, despite everything
 not quite able to obey my instructions to go upstairs and have sex.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Begone, varlets,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I eventually snapped and, 
giggling together, they scuttled from the room and clattered upstairs.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I remained
 where I was, not only because of my sore neck and the other aches the shunt had
 left me with.  I heard feet patter about upstairs, whispers I couldn{\lang5129\u8216
\'91}t make out, a door close, a short silence and then the faintest regular, rhythmical
 tapping of the headboard of my son{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s bed against the wall.  
With my heart aching I reached beneath the dressing-gown to my erect, pulsing penis
 and, to the memory of my son{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s bare buttocks rising and falling
 between the raised knees of my daughter and Bruce{\lang5129\u8217\'92}s stiff penis
 sliding in and out of his little sister{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s slippery vagina I
 brought myself off by hand to a sad, unsatisfactory orgasm.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\qc\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\ul\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28
2{\ulnone\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\qc\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I let
 them get on with it for several months without interfering.  I knew they often 
slept together and once, passing my daughter{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s room in the early
 morning, I eased open the door to see brother and sister squeezed into her narrow
 bed, my son cupping his little sister{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s body to his and with
 a sleeping arm protectively over her.  Many times they{\lang5129\u8217\'92}d come
 clattering down to the breakfast table already dressed for school, Bruce grinning
 like the cat that got the canary and his sister with that serene, luminous quality
 to her eyes and skin that follows sex.  I even sometimes felt concern that their
 teachers would see it, too, or complain that my children were falling asleep at
 their desks though post-coital bliss, but all I ever had were reports of accelerating
 academic success and that they were model students so I guessed I only saw it because
 I knew it was there.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I saw
 other changes, too.  Bruce{\lang5129\u8217\'92}s speech impediment became far less
 severe as he seemed to find a new self-confidence and to be far less vulnerable
 to stress in otherwise stressful situations, while Glynis positively blossomed.  
Only a few weeks after that Friday 13{\super th} she raised the issue of bras and
 I gave her the cash to get some as I was only too aware how fast her breasts were
 growing, her legs and hips were rounding out, and how feminine her form was becoming
 while I was acutely sensitive to how aware she was of her own sexuality, of the
 effect she was having on men and boys, how sexually mature she was growing.\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Then
 her entire grade went away for a week to study coastal erosion or something and
 I took the opportunity to do some very necessary father-and-son bonding with Bruce
.  Taking a few days off work I chartered a sail-boat in an area of sheltered coastal
 water and we sailed for four days in glorious weather exploring bays and islands
 and stretching the 30-footer to the maximum.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Anchored
 up in the evenings I talked father-to-son talk to him without mentioning his sister
 until the last evening on the boat.  The sun was already down and the iron-blue
 sky fading to night in the west.  I{\lang5129\u8216\'91}d made it a long, hard, 
exhilarating day deliberately and knew he was weary.  We lit the lamps and settled
 down in the saloon and, for the first time ever, I took a six-pack of beer from
 the ice-box, snapped one out of its collar and offered it to my son.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 After
 a moment of surprise he accepted the offer, the beer and, I saw in his face, everything
 else the moment signified.  I broke open the tab, raised it to him with a {\lang5129
\u8220\'93}cheers,{\lang5129\u8220\'93}and drew a swig straight from the can.  He
 copied me, echoed the salutation and took a drink himself.  I hid my smile as I
 watch him pretend he{\lang5129\u8217\'92}d enjoyed it.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 You}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ll get used to it,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  
I promised.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 We 
drank a while in silence, until I judged he{\lang5129\u8217\'92}d downed most of
 the can.  Then I asked gently, {\lang5129\u8220\'93}How are things with Glyn?{\lang5129
\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 He 
must have known it would be coming sometime during the holiday.  {\lang5129\u8220
\'93}Great,{\lang5129\u8221\'94} he enthused slightly woozily.  {\lang5129\u8220
\'93}She{\lang5129\u8217\'92}s really fabulous.{\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Yes,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I agreed, deadly serious.  }\u8220\'93
{\lang1033 She is.  She}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s a very, very special girl, and what
 you two are doing is very, very special.  What she}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 s giving
 you is very precious.  Far more so than what you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 re giving
 her back.  She deserves every ounce of your love.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Yeh,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  Bruce agreed, nodding slowly, and I was
 happy that he meant it.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Tell me about the first time you two went all the way.}\u8221\'94
{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Bone
-tired and slightly drunk Bruce didn{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t seem to think it was 
an intrusive question.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Oh, it was a few days after Aunt Mary}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s do.  
We}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d been, you know, playing together for a while, doing... 
you know....  And I thought she might be big enough to take my.... you know.... 
so I asked if she}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 d let me try I she said yes.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I wondered
 what he had inserted into his sister that made him think she might be big enough
 for his penis, but didn{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t  like to ask.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 It hurt her a bit, but she told me to go on.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
  Bruce was silent, remembering and I speculated that his penis in her twelve-year
-old vagina was probably hurting his sister more than a bit.  Yet I felt sure he
 would have stopped had she asked him, so it was probably true that she had told
 him to go on. Amazing girl.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 It was hurting me a bit, too,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  my son remembered
. }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 Like she was too small after all.  But then something seemed
 to give way and I was all the way inside her.  All the way,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
 he added, wonderingly.  I waited.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 It felt wonderful.  Then I looked down and saw there was blood all
 over us,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  he resumed.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 So I pulled myself
 out.  I thought I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d, you know, injured her or something.  
She kept bleeding.  I think she was frightened, too.  But not as much as I was.  
It took ages to stop.  And it was all over my bed.  And we knew you}\u8217\'92{\lang1033
d be home soon.  Glyn cleaned herself up and put some tissues up her..., you know
, to try to stop the bleeding, while I was washing my sheets in the bath.  We daren
}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 t use the laundry.  Not enough time.  Then I hid the wet sheets
 and remade the bed, and you came home, and Glyn sat through dinner with tissues
....  God, we were terrified you}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 d notice.  She was going to
 say it was her period but, well, .......  She went to bed early and we sat there
 watching telly and I was wondering if she ought to be in hospital......}\u8221\'94
{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I remembered
 the evening.  Glyn had been white and, although worried, I had hoped it was no 
more than one of those episodes young girls her age go through.  She had clearly
 been much better the next morning and I{\lang5129\u8216\'91}d let it pass.  I realised
 that while I{\lang5129\u8216\'91}d been congratulating myself how careful I was
 being of my children, I was in truth missing a very great deal.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 A few days later,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  Bruce went on slowly.  }\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Glyn came to me and told me that all girls bled the first time, and
 it was nothing to worry about.  And did I want to try again.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I passed
 him another can and waited as he opened and drank from it, not noticing the taste
 as he recalled that first true act of intercourse.  I was remembering mine, and
 am sure I shared with him the memory of that tingle in the spine, and the wonderful
 first experience of having a girl wrapped around your prick.  Perhaps especially
 when it{\lang5129\u8217\'92}s your sister.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Does Glyn orgasm?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I asked him gently.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 If 
he saw anything improper in a father asking his son if his daughter orgasmed, Bruce
 didn{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t show it.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Oh, yeah.  Or at least, I suppose so.  She jerks and squeals, and
 she bit me once and couldn}\u8220\'93{\lang1033 t stop.  We were terrified you}
\u8220\'93{\lang1033 d notice and see it was a love-bite.  And she}\u8217\'92{\lang1033
s scratched my back with her nails, and she can lift me right off the bed sometimes
.  Is that what girls do when they orgasm?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Uh, huh,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I admitted casually, unwilling to 
go into detail and impressed by the fact that my twelve-year-old daughter seemed
 already to orgasm like a woman twice her age.  I took another swig of beer putting
 off the moment, so carefully arranged, I had been building up to all week.\par}
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Bruce,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said carefully, trying not to let 
my tension leak into my voice}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m really
 glad things are going so well with you and Glyn. A really good sex life is a fantastic
 thing.  It can make life really worth living.  I don}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t want
 to do anything which might spoil it for you and Glyn.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Despite
 my care Bruce must have heard something in my voice for he looked at me through
 his alcoholic haze as though spoil it was just what I was about to do.  I faced
 him and shrugged.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 But I}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 ve got a problem,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
 I said casually.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m jealous.}\u8221
\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 My 
son stared at me, trying to work it out though an alcohol-hazed mind.  I noticed
 he had not stammered once while we had been talking, despite the fact that I would
 have thought discussing his sexual activities with his sister with their father
 would have imposed some stress.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Glyn and I have wondered why, er, you don}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t, 
er, bring girls, I mean women, home,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  he struggled with the
 statement, but the hesitations were not his stammer.  Merely the awkwardness of
 a fourteen-year-old boy questioning his father about his sex life.  }\u8220\'93
{\lang1033 Glyn and I wouldn}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 t  mind if you got married again
, you know,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  he offered.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Thanks,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I accepted dryly.  He}\u8217\'92{\lang1033
d misunderstood me.  I hadn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t wanted to introduce another woman
 into the house after their mother had left as I knew it rarely worked, and had 
no desire whatever for another long-term relationship.  When I had needed sex I 
had bought it - quick, satisfying and uncomplicated.  It had been quite sufficient
, until I had seen my daughter}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s near naked body paralysed 
by uncompleted sex. }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 But that wasn}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 t what
 I meant.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 He 
looked his perplexity at me.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 m jealous of you and Glyn,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
 I prompted.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Still
 he didn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t understand.  How could his father be a fifteen-year
-old boy again, with a twelve-year-old sister to screw, I saw him thinking.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Bruce, I}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 m jealous of you,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
 I had finally to admit.  Still it took him a moment to understand.  Then I saw 
his eyes widen.  I took a drink from my can to hide my own nervousness.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I...er.    She....er.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033   He coughed.  }\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I mean....  I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m sure Glyn would let you, if 
you wanted,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  he finished hurriedly, as though ready to call
 the words back if they were the wrong ones.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m sure she would,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I 
agreed, and I was.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 But }\u8216\'91{\lang1033 letting}\u8217
\'92{\lang1033  isn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t the point.  Letting you have sex with
 them is what whores do.  What women bored with their husbands do.  What girls whose
 fathers force them to have sex with them do.  Does your sister only }\u8216\'91
{\lang1033 let}\u8217\'92{\lang1033  you have sex with her?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I let
 him think about it and after a few moments he shook his head slowly.  {\lang5129
\u8221\'94}No,{\lang5129\u8221\'94} he agreed carefully . {\lang5129\u8220\'93}She
.....{\lang5129\u8220\'93}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 She doesn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t just let you get your pleasure and
 take none herself, right?  You work to please her and she works to please you and
 as a result you both get double the pleasure that you would if she just lay there
 and }\u8216\'91{\lang1033 let}\u8217\'92{\lang1033  you screw her.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 My 
son nodded.  I didn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t know if father-son talks were usually 
this sexually explicit but then how many father-son talks are about them having 
sex with their daughter-sister?\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I know Glyn wouldn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t say no to me,}\u8221\'94
{\lang1033  I said.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 But would she want me to have sex with
 her the way she clearly wants you to.  And if she did and I did have sex with her
, what would you both think of me?  A father who screws his daughter.}\u8221\'94
{\lang1033  I used the crude obscenity deliberately, not wanting to soften it behind
 prettynesses such as }\u8216\'91{\lang1033 making love}\u8217\'92{\lang1033  or
 just }\u8216\'91{\lang1033 sleeping with}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 .\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Bruce
 looked troubled.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}I don{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t know,{\lang5129
\u8221\'94} he admitted.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}I don{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t know 
why she shouldn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t enjoy it with you the way she does with me
.  I mean, want it the way she does with me.  But I don{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t know
.  You needn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t worry about what I might think about it, though
.  I don{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t matter.  It would be between you and her.   I wouldn
{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t tell anyone.{\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 But you do matter, Bruce.  You matter to me as much as Glyn does.  
So what you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d think about it does matter.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I, uh.....   I,...yi...yi.....yi....}\u8221\'94{\lang1033   His stammer
 was back, an indication of the pressure I was putting him under by leaning on his
 for an opinion.  A fourteen-year-old boy standing in judgment of his father. He
 took a swig from his can to gain time and ease his throat.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I wouldn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t mind.  You can screw Glyn if you 
like,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  he burst out, rushing to get the words through a closing
 throat in the time available and, I was sure, not meaning it quite the way it came
 out.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Thank you,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said solemnly.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033
You know I love Glyn, and would never hurt her.  And I think you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033
ve discovered that sex is just a natural part of such a love.  Incest is illegal
 and condemned largely for stupid religious mania and irrelevant historical reasons
.  I could have sex with Glyn without feeling and shame or guilt as long as I was
 happy she was not feeling shame or guilt about it, and that}\u8216\'91{\lang1033
s one of the things I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ve yet to find out.  But I need to know
, too, that you wouldn}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 t feel any shame or guilt about having
 a father who had sex with his daughter, or a sister who enjoyed having sex with
 her father.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I wouldn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  he assured
 me.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 I...  Why should I?  Glyn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s pretty
.  Sex with her is nice.  Why shouldn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t you.....  Don}\u8216
\'91{\lang1033 t worry about me.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 OK.  Thanks for that,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said.  }\u8220\'93{
\lang1033 But that}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 s not all of it.  Think, Bruce.  I}\u8216
\'91{\lang1033 m older than you, bigger than you and a lot more experienced that
 you in sex.  I can have sex with Glyn in ways you can}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t begin
 to imagine, yet.  In another four or five years I probably wouldn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033
t have a chance against you, but for the moment I reckon I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d
 beat you hands down in giving Glyn an orgasm, and making it last.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 So think of this.  When we}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 re home again and
 you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ve got your sister on the bed, you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033
re banging away at her and you know I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d had sex with her the
 night before, are you really not going to wonder what she}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 s
 thinking?  Wonder if she}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s comparing what your prick is doing
 to her compared with what my prick did?  Worry that she might be wishing it was
 her father rather than her brother on top of her?  Might you  not then perhaps 
become angry with me for getting between you and your sister?  Perhaps get angry
 and bitter with thinking Glyn prefers me to you?  That}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s what
 worries me, Bruce.  That}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s the risk I wonder if I should take
.  If, that is, I have sex with Glyn at all.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 My 
son opened his mouth to speak but I stopped him.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}No.  Sleep
 on it, Bruce.  Think about it next time you{\lang5129\u8216\'91}re having sex with
 your sister.  Try to pretend Id done it with her as well and try to imagine what
 you really would feel about it.  Then maybe we{\lang5129\u8216\'91}ll talk about
 it again, OK?{\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 He 
nodded, looking troubled.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Ok, then,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said cheerfully.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033
Now, have you ever heard of the Freemasons?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\qc\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\ul\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28
3\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\qc\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\ul\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28
\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Glynis
 was home and the house, which had seemed empty and lifeless without her, was warm
 and full of her presence again.  My children had retired to bed with each other
 with almost indecent haste on her first night back and I had been forced to turn
 up the volume on the TV to cover the sound of my son{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s headboard
 busily knocking against the wall.{\ul\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Five
 days after her return she was at her weekly evening art-class and I was watching
 TV with my son when Bruce rather nervously said, {\lang5129\u8220\'93}Dad, do you
 remember what we were talking about, that last night on the boat?{\lang5129\u8221
\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I pretended
 to think.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}What, about the Freemasons?{\lang5129\u8221\'94
}{\ul\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 N... n.... n.......}\u8221\'94{\lang1033   He was clearly worried
 and I took pity.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 No. I remember, Bruce.  Glynis.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 He 
nodded, part of his attention clearly turned inwards to battle the stammer.  I considered
 offering him a beer.  He avoided my eyes.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Yes.  Glynis says she wouldn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t mind you doing
 it to her.  I said that having you might make her lose interest in me but she told
 me not to be s... s..... s... silly, that she would always love me and would want
 to go on having s... s... s... s... sex with m.. m... me whatever.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
  He said the last proudly.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 She is one hell of a girl,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I observed and her
 brother nodded vigorously.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 You didn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033
t tell her about our talk, I hope?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I asked.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 N...  Nnnn...  Oh,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  Bruce managed get out.  
}\u8220\'93{\lang1033 I  j...j......j......ust asked her if she}\u8216\'91{\lang1033
d ever thought about you having s...s....s.....ex with her and she giggled and said
 she w....w.... w.....ished you would.  I s...s....sssss....s..aid she}\u8217\'92
{\lang1033 d hardly want to do it with me after she}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d d..d....
d...one it with you and she told me not to be silly.  She l....l....l......oved 
both of us.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 And what would you think of me if I did have sex with her?}\u8221
\'94{\lang1033  I asked quietly.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 My 
son shrugged negligently.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}If sh....sh...sh....  Glyn wants
 you to and you want to, why not?{\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Thank you,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said in all seriousness.  }\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 You know what would happen if anyone found out I was screwing my 
twelve-year-old daughter?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I asked.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 He 
nodded, his own face serious. {\lang5129\u8220\'93}But I wouldn{\lang5129\u8216\'91
}t tell,{\lang5129\u8221\'94} he promised.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Next week?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said.  It was his grade}\u8216
\'91{\lang1033 s turn to go away, for a solid week of studying careers and getting
 career counselling.  There}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 d been nothing like it in my day
.  It was during the holidays and for a week I would have Glyn to myself.  She wasn
}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t in to sailboats so I was taking her to the city for a cultural
 binge.  I saw my son nod his understanding that, during that week, I would be see
 if his sister was willing to have sex with her father.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I promise you,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said, }\u8220\'93{\lang1033
That when you get back Glyn won}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t have changed towards you.
}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Thanks, dad,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  my son said.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\qc\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\ul\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28
4{\ulnone\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\qc\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I took
 my daughter to the city, to a good hotel rather than a motel because she deserved
 it.  Our first stop was to a fashion store of her own choosing, and I gave her 
free hand to buy some clothes for the trip.  It cost me more than half-a-dozen sail
-boat charters would have but the look on my daughter{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s face
 as she popped in and out of the changing-room and had the sales attendants dancing
 to her whims was worth every penny, especially as I knew that when she was parading
 or twirling in front of me in this ensemble or that, she was inviting me to appreciate
 the body within the clothes she was showing off as much as the clothes themselves
.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 We 
did cinemas and theatres, art galleries, the ballet, the zoo, museums, amusement
 parks and the shops.  We dined out each night in good restaurants so she could 
show her new clothes off and I allowed her one glass of very good wine.  When we
 said good night in the gleaming, carpeted corridor outside our respective rooms
 each night I knew she was waiting for me to suggest she come into my room on some
 pretext, or invite myself into hers, but I knew even good hotels can have secret
 cameras in the bedrooms, especially of those of middle-aged men with adolescent
 girls in tow who may or may not be their daughters, and thus I left her to wait
.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I did
 not talk to her as I had my son, for we had little enough opportunity and in any
 case I was in no position to talk to her about girl things, and it was only in 
the absolute privacy of the car on our way home from the city that I asked casually
, {\lang5129\u8220\'93}How are things between you and Bruce?{\lang5129\u8221\'94
}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 blushed a little naughtily.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}Great,{\lang5129\u8221\'94} she
 said.  If my son was as good as his word, and he usually was, my daughter would
 not know I had discussed with her brother the possibility of my having sex with
 her.  She had to know I was interested - no girl with her level of sexual awareness
 could fail to have noticed my involuntary responses to the little tests she had
 put my way, such as the {\lang5129\u8216\'91}inadvertent{\lang5129\u8217\'92} view
 of her little breasts down the front of her T-shirt, the {\lang5129\u8216\'91}accidental
{\lang5129\u8217\'92} glimpse of her skimpy panties stretched over tight tiny buttocks
 as she twirled to show off a dress and the {\lang5129\u8216\'91}unavoidable{\lang5129
\u8217\'92} brush of her body against mine, - and of course she knew I was aware
 she was sexually active, for I had seen her being sexually active and had told 
her to carry on.  She had to know perfectly well that I wanted sex with her but 
as she had no reason to think I was any different from most other fathers, who presumably
 also wanted sex with their daughters but presumably didn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t, 
and was also aware of the strong prohibition against fathers having sex with their
 daughters, she could have been by no means sure that I would do anything other 
than resist the temptation and continue to love her Platonically as good fathers
 are supposed to.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I shot
 her a sideways glance as the car cruised along the motorway.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m glad,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said and let
 a pause develop.  Then, }\u8220\'93{\lang1033 Glyn?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I asked
.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Yes dad?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Could you let me love you the way your brother does?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 For
 all that we both knew it was on the other{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s mind, and knew 
the other knew we knew it, I still felt her momentary shock at it being laid bare
.  I tried to imagine what it would be like to be a twelve-year-old girl who has
 just been asked by her father if she will have sex with him, and failed.  My twelve
-year-old daughter took a deep breath she tried to hide from me and said, {\lang5129
\u8220\'93}Yes, dad.{\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I had
 known that she would.  I knew she loved me as any girl child will love her father
 unless that father does something stupid to lose that love, and I knew she knew
 I loved her.  There was probably very little she would have refused me - had I 
asked her to let a dog mount her she would have done her level best to have let 
a dog mount her even while disliking every moment of it.  Had I brought a strange
 man home and told her to let him have sex with her she would have let him have 
sex with her, without question.  Had I wanted to take photographs of her naked with
 a candle in her vagina for a child porn site on the Net she would have posed for
 me and smiled when I asked even while hating every moment.  Eventually, though, 
the reservoir of love she had for me would have been exhausted and there would have
 come an occasion, a demand which would have finally soured the dregs of that love
 into hate and she would have rebelled, but at that moment in the car that reservoir
 of love was full to overflowing and the request I had made of her was not one she
 would have to grit her teeth to perform, so I had known she would say yes.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Even
 so it had still been extraordinarily difficult to put the question, and it was 
a moment of incredibly beauty to hear my twelve-year-old daughter say softly - yes
 dad.  I want to have sex with you.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 The
 motorway stretching away in front of the car suddenly smeared mistily as tears 
filled my eyes and I knew I was grinning like a loon, and unable to help it.\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I blew
 my nose and wiped my eyes and tried to recover myself.  My daughter sat calmly 
in the seat beside me watching the traffic with an occasional smile at me.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 OK, Honey.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033   I had to clear my throat and even
 then sounded gruff, like my voice for Pooh Bear when I had read the stories to 
my daughter when tucking her up in bed as a four-year-old.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033
Some rules for this as well.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Number one, just as with Bruce you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ve got the
 right to say no, or no more, to me at any time for any reason, or for no reason
 at all.  That}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 s your right and your privilege.  You can say
 no to me and I won}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t stop loving you, OK?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 looked round at me and nodded, solemn-faced.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Number
 two, my bed only.  I promise you I will never come to your bed, and won{\lang5129
\u8216\'91}t even go into your room without your permission.  And I will never ask
 you to come to my bed.  Anytime, if and when you want to come to me, I will love
 you with all my heart, but when and how often you come is completely up to you.  
OK?{\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 nodded again, one slow, deep inclination of her head in understanding.  I hoped
 I could keep that promise.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 OK.  Three, Bruce will have to know.  We}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ll 
not be able to keep it secret from him and I wouldn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t want 
to.  Would you mind his knowing?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 shook her head.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 But you know that if a word of it reached anyone else, your teachers
, your mother, anyone, I would go to prison for a long, long time?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 nodded again.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Honey, I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m worried about Bruce.  I}\u8216\'91
{\lang1033 m worried that if you go with me he might start to think that you might
 prefer me to him. I don}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t want that.  It would hurt him and
 that wouldn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t be right.  I know you agreed to say no to your
 brother if you didn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t want to go to bed with him, but if we
}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 re both going to have you you}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 ll have
 to be fair to Bruce as well.  I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 d love for you to stay all
 night with me sometimes, but if you do with me you ought to do it more with Bruce
.  Do you understand what I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m saying?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par
}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 nodded three times.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 What do you think?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033   I asked.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 thought, and then said, {\lang5129\u8220\'93}I don{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t mind doing
 it with Bruce.  I don{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t want to stop.{\lang5129\u8221\'94}\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 I}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 m glad,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said with 
a pang of guilt, for I knew she understood I was telling her that she might, after
 all, have to allow her brother to have sex with her when she might not want to.
\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 And it}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s even more important that you tell me
 when you have your first period,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033
Because I would never forgive myself if I got you pregnant.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I had
 for the first time expressly said what had previously only been a mutual understanding
 between us, that I was going to have sexual intercourse with my own daughter. That
 I was going to place my penis inside her and ejaculate into her.  I glanced at 
her to see how she had taken it but she merely gave that slow nod of understanding
 she had given before.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}Mum said she began at fourteen,{\lang5129
\u8221\'94} she added, surprising me for I had not known that about my ex-wife.  
{\lang5129\u8220\'93}So it{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s not likely to be yet.{\lang5129
\u8221\'94}\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 More
 than a year, I thought, and felt another pang of guilt as she innocently emphasized
 how young she was.  I couldn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t think of anything to say and
 we drove on in silence.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Deliberately
 I had timed the trip to arrive home mid-evening, and we stopped for dinner at a
 restaurant an hour short of home.  I felt like a teenager in love, my feet hardly
 on the ground.  Glyn, the top of her head barely up to my shoulder, was serene 
and queenly, child and woman, and I had a major fight on my hands not to sweep her
 up into my arms and hug the life out of her.  For the trip home she{\lang5129\u8216
\'91}d gone battlefield in baggy olive trousers with zipped pockets at the knees
, a round-necked field-green t-shirt under a khaki combat jacket which had cost 
almost as much as an original WW2 bomber and a carefully shapeless jungle hat on
 her straight-bobbed pale-gold hair.  She was the utter antithesis of elegance and
 femininity yet to me she was a goddess and I worshipped her even as I fought to
 play the part of fond, myopic, slightly exasperated father in front of the restaurant
 staff.  I was going to have sex with this diminutive tom-boy, my daughter, and 
I was sure the thumping of my heart at the thought would be audible over the soft
 background music and clatter of cutlery.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I drove
 the last stretch with exquisite care.  The delay of an accident would be unbearable
 while the thought of a police car flagging us down and a policeman appearing at
 my window terrified me, as though the fact I was taking my twelve-year-old daughter
 home to screw her would be instantly obvious to him.  Arriving home in the twilight
 I parked the car carefully, carried her suitcases and mine into the house and then
 helped her transport a dozen boxes and parcels containing all her other purchases
 from the car.  I picked up four days worth of mail from the mat and threw it on
 the hall table without glancing at it.  My daughter was standing at the foot of
 the stairs looking at me.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Can I get you anything?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I asked.  }\u8220\'93
{\lang1033 Ovaltine, (her usual bedtime drink), or a glass of wine perhaps?}\u8221
\'94{\lang1033   After all, she wasn}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t a child any more, was
 she?\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 shook her head.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}No.  I{\lang5129\u8216\'91}ll go have a shower
,{\lang5129\u8221\'94} she said and scampered up the stairs.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I waited
 ten minutes, turning on the TV without registering a frame or hearing a word of
 the program.  The answerphone light was winking but I let it wink.  The settee 
where it had all begun that Friday the 13{\super th} three months before was empty
, just a piece of furniture.  I heard the shower start, run and then stop, and the
 bathroom door close.  I waited five minutes more then turned off the TV, made sure
 all the outside doors were locked and bolted, turned off all the downstairs lights
 and made my way upstairs.  She would be in my bed or she wouldn{\lang5129\u8216
\'91}t.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 wasn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t and her bedroom door was closed.  Que sera.  I unpacked
 my suitcase and put the contents away.  Then I undressed and had a shower.  If 
she didn{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t come to me I wouldn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t go to her
.  I had promised.  Perhaps she would come to my bed later.  Perhaps she wouldn{
\lang5129\u8216\'91}t.  Into Thy hands, O Lord.....\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I left
 the bathroom and entered my bedroom drying my hair with a bath-towel.  She was 
waiting in my bed.  The sight froze me.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 My 
daughter was lying in the middle of the big double bed in which, as far as I had
 been able to work out, she had been conceived.  In the soft golden light of the
 one bedside lamp I had left on her slight body was a small shapeless lump under
 the quilt.  Her head was on the pillow, barely denting it, and her wide gaze was
 on me.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282\ri-22{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28
She was seeing me naked, a man rather than the boy her brother was, and I saw apprehension
 in her face - the faint, unconscious sawing at her bottom lip with her teeth which
 betrayed some nervousness.  I dropped the towel, crossed to the bed and perched
 on it at her side, her eyes following me steadily.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93}Honey,
{\lang5129\u8221\'94} I leaned over and kissed her forehead.  {\lang5129\u8220\'93
}I would not hurt you for all the world.{\lang5129\u8221\'94}  She managed a faint
 smile.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282\ri-22{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28
I reached over and turned out the light, why I don{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t know unless
 it was some unconscious idea that a father getting into bed with his daughter was
 a more fit subject for darkness.  The drawn curtains glowed gently with the faint
 light of distant street lamps and the occasional brush of a passing car{\lang5129
\u8216\'91}s headlights.  As my eyes adjusted to the dim light I could see my daughter
{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s head on the pillow before me, a faint glint of light in her
 eyes regarding me, and knew it was the moment of decision - and of no turning back
.  I had one last chance to turn away, to do what a good father should whatever 
might be howling in my mind.  Didn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t all fathers of girls have
 this opportunity and face this temptation?  How many of them fell?  Did those who
 resisted the temptation do so out of nobility, sacrificing their chance of delight
 for a wish to keep their daughters pure or unsullied, or did they turn their backs
 on the temptation because of cowardice, for fear of the possible consequences?  
I couldn{\lang5129\u8216\'91}t know.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282\ri-22{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28
\u8220\'93{\lang1033 What}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s the matter, dad?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033
 my daughter whispered from my bed.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282\ri-22{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28
\u8220\'93{\lang1033 Honey, I don}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 t know if this is right,}
\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I said to her.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282\ri-22{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28
She was silent. Then, {\lang5129\u8220\'93}Dad, I love you,{\lang5129\u8221\'94}
 she whispered.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282\ri-22{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28
I fell.  Without giving myself time to reflect I slipped between the sheets and 
pulled my daughter{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s warm, naked body to mine.  For all my fantasies
 of this moment in the weeks before I was surprised by her doll-like smallness yet
 her little breasts when I caressed them were surprisingly firm, a woman{\lang5129
\u8216\'91}s in miniature and she pressed herself against me boldly.  Sliding my
 hand down her stomach I noticed a soft, downy fur on the little pouting mound at
 the join of her legs while the crack between them swallowed my finger eagerly.\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I was
 kissing her lips, her cheeks, her eyes and her nose and she opened her legs to 
my hand.  She had her arms about me, snuggling into me as my finger slid deeper 
into her dry crack between the soft folds of skin of her sex. I smelt the fresh-
washed fragrance of her hair as I nibbled her ear and ran my tongue around its grooves
 while my finger sought out the entrance to the burrow into her body, found it and
 slipped into it.  It was warm and soft and moist, but as I shafted her with my 
finger she gave a soft moan and my finger was suddenly slippery and her vagina hot
. I withdrew my finger and spread her sweet oil around her cleft, coating her clitoris
 and laving her labia, and felt her whole body quiver as I lingered on the little
 bud in the hood of her vagina from where her orgasms were born.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 had not reached for me and we were laying on our sides so I took my penis and slipped
 it between her legs against the crack, not trying to penetrate her.  Closing her
 thighs around it she squeezed it against her genitals and began riding me like 
a hobby-horse with little urging motions of her hips as though in the saddle encouraging
 a horse to a gallop.  Her hot, slippery vaginal lips slid back and forth along 
my shaft, embracing the bulb of my penis at the entrance to her tunnel and then 
stroking it with her buttocks.  Her face was level with my throat, her quick breathing
 warm against my skin, her little breasts against my ribs, her nails digging into
 my back as she pleasured herself and rode herself to orgasm on my eager prick.\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Oooooh,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  she came, little body going rigid in
 my arms and twitching as though electric shocks were pulsing through her, her fingernails
 digging into my skin.  She squeezed her thighs tighter about me as though trying
 to crush my prick into her and I could feel aftershocks of her orgasm pulsing through
 her flesh.  Then she went limp, panting, but before I could move or say anything
 she rolled onto her back and I felt her spread her legs wide in invitation.\par
}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I moved
 between them, supporting my weight on my elbows to either side of her shoulders
.  My daughter{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s hand burrowed between our bodies, took hold
 of my penis and guided it towards her vagina.  I followed her directions, felt 
the hot, slippery kiss of her genitals and pushed the tip of my penis into her vagina
.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 was small and tight.  It felt as though I was trying to push my prick into a thimble
.  I felt her wince away slightly and knew I was hurting her.  I felt her tense 
herself, brace herself and eased the pressure.  I did not miss the sigh of relief
 she tried to hide.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Not this way,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I breathed, and moved.  I took
 her seven stone easily into my arms and rolled onto my back in the big bed.  }\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Straddle me,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I suggested.  }\u8220\'93{\lang1033
Lower yourself onto me.  Go as far as you want, and stop when you want.  We}\u8216
\'91{\lang1033 ve no need to hurry this.}\u8221\'94{\lang1033\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 rose above me, knees to either side of my hips, and the quilt slipped from her 
shoulders to the foot of the bed.  I held my prick still and vertical for her and
 she lowered herself until her cleft made contact with it.  She repositioned herself
, moving her vagina over my prick, and then lowered herself by minute degrees and
 let it penetrate her body.  \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I felt
 my bulb being squeezed by the ring of her pelvic bone and knew the pressure was
 hurting her, but she didn{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t let up.  In the dim light of the
 room I could see my daughter, her proud little breasts jutting, her eyes closed
 and her tiny teeth bared, force herself downwards.  It was even hurting me but 
I could stand it if she could. She began to rotate her hips in tiny circles like
 a Polynesian dancer in a grass skirt, each circle allowing a fraction of an inch
 more of my penis to pass through that ring of bone while I held it still and tried
 not to let it swell even more as she took more and more of it into her vagina.\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Thus
 my daughter literally screwed me, winding my penis into her vagina, while I slid
 my hands up her tiny hips, held them around her narrow waist almost encircling 
it, ran them over her distinctly furrowed ribs and stroked her immature breasts 
drawn tight as she hollowed her back and swivelled her hips to take yet more of 
me into her.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 The
 rim of the blood-swollen helmet suddenly popped past the ring of bone into the 
soft pouch of her vagina beyond and in one movement she eased herself six inches
 down the shaft.  There I felt the soft press of resistance from her uterus against
 the tip of my penis and knew I was in her as far as I could go.  In the dim light
 of the room I could see two more inches of my penis beneath her as though supporting
 the wide-spread arch of her thighs like a thick black column, with the rest of 
its length buried in her body.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Aagh,}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  she sighed with relief and swivelled 
her hips slightly, experimentally, to feel my penis move within her.  I held myself
 still, aware that the head of my prick was pressing firmly against her womb and
 afraid that I might actually damage her internally if I moved.  She began rocking
 back and forth, slightly at first and then more boldly. Each forward motion slipped
 her vagina a half-inch, then an inch, then two inches along the shaft of my penis
, each reverse motion sliding it backwards the same distance until I came up against
 the soft cushion of her womb.  Coming forward she leaned over me and her tiny breasts
 took shape, gravity pulling them down into little dugs.  Then she rocked away and
 the arch of her back pulled the skin of her chest taut, her breasts disappeared
 and she became no more than a child again.  The hot, moist lining of her tight 
vagina stroked back and forth around my penis, sending surges of sweet pleasure 
through my loins and tingling through my blood like fire. \par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I was
 holding her by the waist, trying to support what little of her weight that I could
 while yes, I admit it, trying also to stroke my penis with her as though my daughter
{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s body was some masturbation aid.  Hot lava seemed to be pooling
 in my groin like a volcano getting ready to blow. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 It 
had been long since I had known sex with anything other than the well-used cunts
 of prostitutes and the tight grip of my daughter{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s vagina around
 my prick was like a revelation of what sex should be like.  That exquisite pleasure
 on its own would have given me an orgasm in a million yet in addition I was intensely
 aware that the body pierced by my penis was that of a twelve-year-old girl - maybe
 not quite a child any longer but still far from a woman.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 And
 that twelve-year-old girl was my child, my daughter.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 My 
semen exploded from my prick into her tight embrace with a joy so intense I nearly
 passed out.  In that moment of fertilization I had raised my thighs from the bed
 so that my daughter was riding me like a horse and had rammed that last two inches
 of my rod into her .  I suspect its head had passed through the ring of her cervix
 into her actual womb which I filled with my seed.  I don{\lang5129\u8217\'92}t 
remember doing it, and hope it did not hurt her.  \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Glyn
 was holding herself still and upright, straddling my thighs and panting slightly
, and I gently lowered her back onto the bed.  \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Are you OK, Honey?}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  I asked, suddenly appalled
 that I had hurt her.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang5129\fs24\kerning28\u8220
\'93{\lang1033 Oh!}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  She released her breath with a gasp and
 sagged, still penetrated by the full length of my prick}\u8221\'94{\lang1033  You
}\u8217\'92{\lang1033 re bigger than....}\u8221\'94{\lang1033   She stopped, suddenly
 shy of comparing my prick with her brother}\u8216\'91{\lang1033 s, but I caught
 an echo of pride in her voice, too.  Pride and relief, for her brother was still
 a boy and I was a man yet still she had been able to master a man}\u8217\'92{\lang1033
s prick and I suddenly realized that she had been worried whether she would be able
 to.\par}}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 I ran
 my hands over her tiny, firm, warm body feeling my semen oozing back down her vagina
 past my prick to pool in my groin.  I was still rock-hard inside her but my orgasm
 in her uterus had taken the drive out of my lust and I was able to feel concern
, and a huge love, for her.  I lifted her tiny body off my prick, which slurped 
as it slid out of her, laid her out on the sheets, grabbed some tissues from a box
 beside the bed and wiped my semen from her sex.  Then I held her close and cuddled
 her, kissed her and loved her without sex until she fell asleep and I lay for hours
 longer in the darkness just holding her and drinking in that glorious love that
 only a father who has fucked his daughter, and fucked her with love, can know.\par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 She
 was still in my bed when I woke in the morning and I fucked her warm, sleepy body
 slowly and gently until she gasped and quivered beneath me.  Then we lay together
 in the rumpled, sweaty sheets of the bed talking of this and that while the rest
 of the world went about its Sunday morning business outside.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 In 
the following days I watched her carefully, and my son too after his return, to 
see if there were any repercussions from what I had done but saw only a bright-eyed
, confident pre-adolescent girl with a quiet, attentive brother.  My daughter came
 to my bed two or three times a week and stayed the night, and did the same with
 her brother and the only consequences I noticed were a closer, more trusting, more
 loving relationship between the three of us.  \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 When
 Glyn turned thirteen I introduced my children to pornography and we watched the
 films together.  Then, at my cautious suggestion, Glyn nodded eagerly and all three
 of us retired upstairs to my big double bed where she had sex with her father and
 her brother at the same time.  She took to oral sex and anal sex like a giggling
 duck to water and there can be few family photo albums with a photo of a little
 girl looking as pleased and triumphant as my daughter did when she lay like the
 meat in a sandwich between her brother and me with a prick in her anus and a prick
 in her cunt, although I was not so stupid as to risk actually taking a photo of
 it.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 Then
, overnight as it seemed, my children grew up.  As I promised, Bruce - a confident
, relaxed Bruce who knew all about the joys of sex - found a girl of his own and
 no longer needed to have sex with his sister, although they still slept together
 sometimes for old-times-sake.  Then Glyn, a laughing, assured, seventeen-year-old
, went off to University where she could have all the sex she wanted, but still 
came home at vacations and for the odd week-end out and would come, smiling, to 
my bed where we made love like grownups.  Our last threesome as a family was when
 we gathered for Bruce{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s wedding almost ten years after that
 Friday the 13{\super th} when I caught him as a fourteen-year-old boy screwing 
his twelve-year-old sister on the living-room couch.  For a moment as I lay out 
the way on the bed and watched the twenty-four-year-old boy make tender, gentle 
love to his twenty-two-year-old sister, his bare bottom rising and falling between
 his sister{\lang5129\u8217\'92}s spread knees just as it had all those years before
, I knew that our family sex had done us no harm at all and I like to think it did
 a lot of good.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1\fi282{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28 It 
is still the glue that binds us, although Bruce is now married with children of 
his own and Glyn is in a {\lang5129\u8216\'91}relationship{\lang5129\u8217\'92}.  
Bruce, I know, would like to encourage his two sons to have sex with their vivacious
 little sister as soon as they are old enough although I suspect his wife might 
not be so keen but as they are not yet old enough that potential problem has not
 yet arisen.  Glyn would like to have a child before she gets too much older, and
 while we discussed the possibilities of her having mine we decided against it because
 of the genetic dangers - not those usually associated with inbreeding as they are
 not great, but because of the danger that the child might years into the future
 have a DNA test which could reveal his or her true parentage.  Her present partner
{\lang5129\u8216\'91}s reluctance to commit himself to the relationship by fathering
 a child on her is putting the relationship to some strain and Glyn has several 
times come {\lang5129\u8216\'91}home{\lang5129\u8217\'92} to my bed for support 
I{\lang5129\u8217\'92}m only too glad to give.  My secret hope is that she will 
come home for good but that would be very selfish of me, I know.\par}

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