Chapter 6

Cora hummed to herself as she drove the car. She stopped humming abruptly when she turned the corner and saw Bob's truck parked out in front of Liz's house. She hadn't thought about the possibility that he'd be there. Then she laughed. If he had knocked up all three women he must spend a LOT of his time there.

"What's funny?" asked Mindy, sitting beside her.

"Nothing honey" said her mother. "I just thought of something that made me laugh."

"MOM!" said Mindy sternly. Cora turned her face to her dauther's frowning face.

"If we're going to have this new honesty between us thing, you have to be honest with me. It's not fair for you to demand that I tell you things if you won't share things with me too!"

Cora was only mildly astonished at her daughte's reaction. The girl was growing up, after all.

"Fair enough" she said, parking the car. "I think there is a possibility that your Uncle Bob is the father of those babies."

Mindy's shocked face and the complete silence in the car made Cora suddenly doubt that honesty was, in fact, the best policy at this juncture.

Mindy's eyes got rounder and rounder. "You mean he put THAT inside Jill?!"

Cora suddenly remembered that both Jill and Mindy had been standing right in front of Bob when Kathy had jerked his shorts down. She had been so engrossed in her own feelings about it she hadn't thought anything about what her daughter must have thought.

"Honey ... don't get upset. And don't say anything either! I just have this idea. I don't have any proof and if I'm wrong it would be a horrible thing to accuse him of. So don't say ANYTHING to Jill. OK? You asked me why I laughed and it was because I saw Bob's truck here and was surprised. That's all, OK?"

"OK ... I guess," said Mindy.

They got out and went to the front door. It was Liz who let them in, hugging them both, pressing her bulging belly against them shamelessly, her face happy and welcoming.

"You haven't been over in ages!" she said as she ushered them into the house.

"Well, we've been busy ... I guess," said Cora lamely.

Liz took them into the living room, where Bob was sitting on the couch, his feet up on an ottoman. Jill was curled up on one side of him, and Kathy on the other. Both were leaning their heads against him, and his arms were around them as they watched a cartoon.

"Oooooo Shrek!" squealed Mindy and she immediately went to sit next to Jill.

Cora stared at the domestic scene before her. Obviously, if it really WAS Bob who had impregnated the girls, they didn't hate him for it. In fact they looked gloriously happy, sitting there doing what millions of people were doing all over the world - just being family. She watched as Jill effusively invited Mindy to sit with them and then lay her head loveingly back on her uncle's shoulder.

Liz pulled at her hand. "We can talk in the kitchen." she said. "Coffee?"

"No, I would never get to sleep tonight. Got any fruit juice?" asked Cora, amazed that she could feel so at home here, considering what she was about to accuse her sister of having done.

They got their drinks and sat at the kitchen table. Cora delayed saying anything, suddenly uncomfortable. Finally Liz prodded her.

"What is it Cora?" she said.

"Whatever are you talking about?" Cora responded, still not sure how to proceed - or if she even WANTED to proceed.

"Come on Cora" said Liz. "You haven't been here for almost a year and you just show up? I mean I'm glad you're here, but ... Why don't you just tell me what you want?"

Cora delayed a little longer by sipping her juice. "Um ... I think I know who ... um... " she suddenly had no idea how to say it. Finally she blurted "It was Bob ... wasn't it?"

Liz looked at her coffee.

"You could have had coffee. It's decaf." Her hands came to her protruding abdomen and rubbed over it gently.

There was a tense silence between them. Cora was unable to say anything more. Liz frowned. Finally she spoke.

"What do you want Cora?"

"What do I want?" Cora wasn't sure she understood the question.

"You came here for something. Now you've suggested that Bob has done something most of society would hang him for. What do you want?"

Cora suddenly realized she had no plan. She had just reacted to her suspicions and had wanted to talk about it with her sister.

"I want to talk." she said.

"Talk" said Liz. "What about, Cora?"

"I don't know. You ... me ... the babies ... just EVERYTHING. Liz, I'm so lonely."

Cora's face assumed a look of shock as she realized what she'd said. She hadn't meant to say she was lonely.

Liz's hands slid over the tabletop and grasped her little sister's. Her eyes were damp, and glistened. "I'd love to talk to you baby. But we have a lot at stake here."

Cora suddenly realized that Liz was afraid she would alert the authorities or something ... that everything would come crashing down around their ears.

She squeezed her sister's hands. "Oh no Liz. I wouldn't TELL anybody. I just want to understand. It's so ... so ... so..."

"Strange?" prompted Liz.

Cora blushed. "Well ... I guess so. Yes, that's a good word for how I feel. Strange."

"So IF it was Bob ... and of course it WASN'T Bob ... but if it WAS Bob, what would you do?".

"That's the strange part! I don't KNOW what I'd do. I mean I wouldn't go screaming to the media or anything like that. I think I just want to understand. I mean I have feelings about it. It's just so ... so ... so" again she couldn't say the word.

"Perverted?" prompted Liz.

"Yes! NO! Oh Liz I don't know WHAT it is. I don't FEEL like it's perverted. I mean I even think about..." She couldn't finish. She blushed.

"You think about Bob?" prompted Liz again.

"YES! Ever since Kathy ... at the reunion ... and I couldn't sleep..." Cora suddenly looked up at her sister and their eyes locked. "You went with him. Out to look for Kathy? You were gone a long time and when you came back you looked ... I don't know ... HAPPY! I mean really happy Liz."

"I love him, Cora" said Liz softly. "We ALL love him."

"ALL of you?" whined Cora.

Liz swallowed. "Yes, ALL of us."

Cora was suddenly antsy. Her pussy was hot and her nipples tingled. "I tried to get Todd to stay home." she said, for no apparent reason. "I told him I didn't care if he was the head of the company ... I just wanted him home." She looked at her sister now with tears in her eyes. "I just want him home at night." Those tears began spilling down over her cheeks.

Liz got up and went to hug her sister. Cora cried silently for a while, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed. Finally she stopped. She wiped her eyes with a napkin that Liz handed her and then looked up, her eyes clear.

"What's it like?" she asked, quite calmly.

"What's WHAT like?" asked Liz, not sure.

"Oh for goodness sakes Liz, what's it like to have that monster inside you?" asked Cora with unusual directness. "It must be like a firehose when it goes off." she added, giggling. Then, in her head she saw a cartoon image of Bob, his cock ten feet long with a caricature of herself stuck on the end as it waved her in the air and white stuff came out her ears. Now she was laughing and couldn't control it. She laughed harder and harder until she was letting out long belly laughs and children started popping into the kitchen to see what was so funny. Liz waved them all out and grinned while Cora got control of herself, little by little. When she had finally settled down to little stretches of bursts of giggles, Liz got up.

"I'll be right back." she said. She left the room. When she got back, Bob was with her. He smiled at Cora and held out his hand.

Cora's eyes got huge and her giggles vanished. "What?!" she gasped. "You don't think..." her huge eyes watched as her hand betrayed her and reached for his. She jerked it back so hard it slapped her thigh painfully.

"Go with him Cora" urged Liz in a soothing voice. "It will be OK, I promise."

"But I can't do that!" said Cora as her body stood up and walked toward Bob. Her eyes went to the front of his sweat pants, to the lump that was plainly visible there. "We can't do that" she insisted as his arm slithered around her waist. "Bob what are you doing?!" as his face neared hers.