Chapter 8: Daddy’s Girls

Ruthie and I are proud of our success. Our entire family is a success. We have much to celebrate.

All the members are happy and enthusiastically involved in plans for making our fifth wedding anniversary, a Gala celebration. I expect it will be wonderful fun. I’m too involved in my career as stud to be available to help.

My wife Ruthie gets the largest percentage of my attention. Imy stepdaughters, Rebbecca, Sarah, Chloe, Hannah, Deborah, and Abigail are the next highest priority and because there is six of them, demand most of my time. Little Abby, now fourteen, being the latest initiate as a concubine demands a lot of my attention, more than her fair share. She’s my favorite so she gets away with murder.

Whenever Aunt Mantha and I meet and no one can see us, I steal one of her tempting kisses. Arranging trysts takes more care and effort to not be caught out. Fortunately, Mantha enlisted Abby as a ally and lookout. As a reward, she gets to join us occasionally. Everybody wins. Everybody is my lover, except my sister Ellie. She’s home, by the way.

Latest news. All the missing girls are home again. They were abducted by slavers posing as preppers, and sold into prostitution.

Guess who found them? Squirrel. Located them, killed the perps, smuggled the girls back home. Apparently he is a lethal one man special ops team all by himself. Squirrel and Ellie like each other, and are going to try living together. Maybe someday it will grow into something permanent. My best wishes for them. Squirrel’s name is Bill. I thanked him for rescuing Ellie. They were standing together with an arm about each other’s waist when I thanked him. Bill said nothing, just grinned. Ellie reached up and yanked a shriveled ear from his necklace and handed it to me. I just stood there looking at the disgusting thing cradled in my palm. Ellie snorted, plucked another ear from the necklace and popped it in her mouth. Okay, I trust Ellie. Right, dried apricot, just as I thought. Bill just grins.

“Bill can’t talk Sean. He can hear excellently, but not speak. You need to learn to read signing.” Ellie defends her boyfriend and hero.

Son of Squirrel, would that be a good title?

Yob