Chapter 7

"Samantha!" Megan hissed, in a voice as close to venomous as I had ever heard from her before. I saw Samantha start to say something, then saw her eyes open wide in shock and nothing came out of her mouth. "Not another word, young lady, unless you are spoken to." There was no doubt in my mind that command would be obeyed. Samantha looked at her sullenly.

I felt sad as I looked at each of the girls. I was heartbroken at the look of anger, sadness, betrayal, and hurt that I saw in Amy's eyes. I had known that I would have to deal with the situation with Amy eventually, but I was hoping I would be able to do it at the right time. I didn't think Amy would have had a problem with it, since according to Victoria she wanted to do the same thing; I think she was just upset that she didn't know about it, wasn't included or consulted, and the way it came out. Her twin was not supposed to keep secrets from her, and neither was her Daddy. Cindi was crying her eyes out and was just devastated that she had caused this entire problem. I think she was probably embarrassed, too. No one likes to have their sex lives exposed in as crude a way as Samantha had done. Especially when it was something you wanted to keep secret in the first place.

Julie, Katie and Becky were harder to figure out. They seemed to be angry at Samantha for doing what she did, Cindi for letting the whole situation happen, and Amy for reacting the way she did. I don't think they were too happy with me, either, mainly because I was supposed to keep conflict out of our families, not be responsible for bringing it in. I think they were just responding to all the pain and anger floating around in the room.

Megan and Victoria just seemed to be sad that the whole mess had come about. Megan obviously wasn't very pleased with Samantha, and I felt that some interesting conversations were going to occur later about it. Victoria just looked sorry for everyone.

I was really disappointed and angry at Samantha. Actually, for the first time in my life, I thought of her as Sandi. She had acted like a Sandi, not Samantha. I had really thought I was getting somewhere with her. We had become friends of a sort, and I guess I was just surprised she would do something like that to hurt me. I thought she really cared for me. I figured she probably just wasn't thinking about what she was doing to me, but had seen the opportunity to get back at Cindi for some past real or imagined hurt. Even though the pain to me was probably unintentional, it still hurt, especially when you hurt one of my girls. She had hurt them all at once. Yeah, I know, I was the one ultimately responsible, but she didn't have to do what she did. I don't know if how I handled the situation was correct or not, but I had to diffuse the situation, and I did the only thing I could think of.

"Samantha, why would you say something like that? How is that anyone's business, including yours? I thought you liked me. I thought we were friends. I'm really disappointed in you." I sighed, sorry that I had been so wrong about her.

"Well, I don't hear the little slut denying it! She knows what she did. Everyone always thinks it's wrong when I do something, but little 'Miss Perfect' can do anything she wants and it's ok!" Samantha still wasn't getting it. She didn't realize that she had hurt me also; all she saw still was the chance to get back at Cindi. I saw Amy looking at Samantha, and I did not like the hard look in Amy's eyes. No one hurt her twin or her Daddy and got away with it. I knew there was going to be trouble there. I moved closer to Amy to stop anything before it happened tonight. Not that I was fast enough to stop Amy if I had to, but Megan might be.

"Sandi, I think it's time you went home. I think I've spent just about as much time with you as I can take right now. Megan, please take your... daughter home." Megan nodded to me, sadness in her eyes, and then looked at Samantha, fire in her eyes. Even though we were not getting along real well right now, I had seen in the past what happened when Megan felt that someone had hurt me. Victoria took the hint and gathered her girls up to go also

"Daddy... I..." Samantha started, but I stopped her.

"Not now. Go home. I will talk to you some other time when I can deal with this better. Just go home. We'll see if we can repair this some other time." Samantha looked at me, defiance in her eyes, turned around and stomped out of the room and out of the house. Megan stopped as she walked by me and whispered to me, for my ears only.

"I'm sorry. She was way out of line." She looked like she wanted to say more, but didn't. Well, I wasn't real happy with her either. It seemed Samantha was just acting like her mother, just a little more vocally.

I try not to be mean to people. I try to treat them as I would like to be treated. I actually probably go overboard in trying to keep from embarrassing or being mean to others, just because I am empathetic in how I would feel in the situation. I'm afraid, for the first time I could remember in my life, I was mean to Megan.

"Yeah, well, she's not the only one that has been out of line the last week or two. She's probably just acting the same way she's been seeing other people act." I turned around and walked away. I knew as I was saying it that I was probably hurting her, and I didn't want to see her face. I felt abandoned by her the last week or two, just when I needed her the most. It never occurred to me that she had never abandoned me before, that she had always been there for me before, and that she might be having problems of her own.

Cindi had long since run into her room and closed the door. I said goodnight to Amy, didn't wait for a reply, and went into my own room for the night. I didn't think any good would come of talking about it tonight, when everyone was upset. I guess I fell back into my old routine of dealing with problems with my loved ones; just ignore it, and it will go away. It seldom does, and it didn't this time either. Except with Amy. That one just went away.

I got up the next morning, feeling like I hadn't slept at all, like I had been run over by a truck. I was blaming myself for having let things get out of hand with Cindi. As I was sitting at the table eating breakfast, Amy came in, looking like she had just awakened. Probably did, way before noon. She gave me a little smile and a kiss on the cheek.

"Morning, Daddy," she mumbled. Calling me 'Daddy' was a good sign. I was 'Dad' when I was in trouble with her. She didn't sound too happy or cheerful, but it was way early for her and she was never chipper in the morning. At least she was talking to me. I waited until she sat down at the table. Might as well get this over with.

"Amy..." I started, but she interrupted me before I could say anything.

"Daddy, I thought about it a lot last night. I know you and Cindi really well, and I think there is a lot more to this than I imagined last night. Let me talk to Cindi and get the whole story. Then we can talk. I know neither of you would hurt me intentionally. I can't talk about it right now; I'm not awake yet." She gave me a weak little smile.

Fair enough. She was willing to at least find out what happened. I couldn't ask for more. She finished her breakfast about when Cindi came in. Both of them up at this hour? I really had turned our family upside down! Cindi and Amy went into the living room and sat down, talking in a low voice. Finally, they got up and went into Cindi's bedroom, and closed the door. Another good sign; if this was going to be the war of the twins, Amy would have gone into her own bedroom to be on her own turf.

Victoria came over about the usual time. She just walked in, came over to me, and gave me a big hug, holding me close for a long time. Then she spent the rest of the day working in the same room as me, chattering away about every nonsensical thing she could think of, trying to keep me occupied and my mind off the situation.

A few hours later, Cindi and Amy came out of Cindi's room. Amy came up to me, gave me a blazing smile, and hugged and kissed me. She held on to me for quite some time. I wondered if by some quirk of nature she and Victoria really were mother and daughter. They looked alike, acted alike, and even talked alike. Since all the girls were born within hours of each other in the same hospital, I wondered not for the first time if they had been mixed up at birth! I guess it didn't matter. With Robert dead and Megan's husband long gone, I guess I was Daddy to all of them anyway. Or at least I was until last night. After Amy walked away, Victoria gave me an interesting grin.

"What are you up to?" I asked. "What's that grin for?" Victoria laughed at me.

"You're in big trouble now! I can only think of one reason Amy would be that happy. They've decided to share you!" She just thought it was hilariously funny. I didn't.

Things were peaceful around the house that day. Amy and Cindi and I were all getting along again. I did worry about them a little, as they spent a lot of time whispering together. Whenever I came close, they would stop, and then giggle. I asked them what they were up to, and got more giggles. I kept thinking of what Victoria said. I hoped she wasn't right. I didn't need more complications.

I didn't see any of the other girls that day. I guess they were all with Megan at either their house or Victoria's house. I wondered if Samantha was still alive, and/or how many welts she had on her body. Nah; Megan was smart enough not to leave welts! I was glad they weren't around; I didn't think I was ready to face them yet anyway.

We all went to bed early that night. It was hard, sleeping alone again after Cindi had spoiled me. I was almost asleep when I felt someone slide into bed with me. I turned around to see Cindi's cute, smiling face.

"If you remember, this is how we got in trouble in the first place!" I said to her. She grinned.

"All the better! Everyone knows about us now so we don't have to worry so much. Besides, I just came to tell you I have a surprise for you. Close your eyes! No peeking!" Games, at this hour?

"This can't wait until tomorrow?" I was trying not to smile, trying to keep her from knowing I was enjoying this.

"Nope. Right now. Close you eyes or I'll suck your cock!" What a choice! I closed one eye, to let her choose. She laughed at me and closed my other eyelid for me. I was disappointed.

I kept my eyes closed. I felt Cindi get out of bed, then felt her get back in bed. Then she spoke.

"Okay, open your eyes!" I opened my eyes, to see Cindi again. Then I felt a hand on my back, and looked behind me to see Amy also! Goody!

"What's up, girls? You two aren't going to get me in trouble again, are you?" I smiled at them, my two special girls.

"That depends on you," Cindi giggled. "I'd love to do something to get you in trouble again, and Amy would too, but I wasn't going to push it tonight," Cindi giggled, and Amy beamed a brilliant smile at me. I appreciated Cindi's understanding. I looked at Amy.

"What about you? Are you going to push it?" I was nervous.

Amy gave me a sweet, innocent smile, then leaned over and kissed me. Really kissed me. I had been afraid of this for the last several days, ever since Victoria had told me that Amy had it worse for me than Cindi and was hotter; afraid of what was going to happen if she ever kissed me. Amy had always been really special to me, and I knew I was in big trouble if she really pushed it with me. My fears were well founded. I had received a lot of wonderful, mind-blowing kisses in my life, from Victoria, Elizabeth, and Cindi, but I had never had my brain short-circuit so totally in my entire life. The kiss seemed to go on forever. Finally, the urgent need to breathe interfered and we broke the kiss. I just lay there, stunned, with my eyes closed. When I opened them, I saw Cindi looking at me, grinning like crazy. I looked at Amy. She was in at least as bad a shape as I was, maybe worse. She seemed to be having trouble breathing. She looked at me with a shocked, almost panicky look on her face. Her eyes were wide as saucers.

"What just happened?" She whispered. "I've never felt anything like that before!" I could sympathize with that!

"I've been waiting to see that for a long time!" Cindi exclaimed excitedly. "You two are just too cute together." She looked at me, eyes all excited. "Are you going to make love to her tonight?" I saw the nervous, tentative look in Amy's eyes.

"I don't think so. I don't think either of us is quite ready for that." As I said that, I saw both disappointment and gratitude in Amy's eyes.

I didn't make love to either of the girls that night. We did have a lot of fun, though.

Their favorite game was for one of them to kiss me, long and passionately, while the other one just rubbed my chest and played around. Then, before I could even recover, they would rapidly switch places and the other one would kiss my brains out. They would do this for hours. I thought I was going to die, but what a way to go! I never knew I had a fantasy of making out with Amy, but it was fulfilled in fine fashion. I really didn't want to make love to her yet. Somehow, I felt it would have ruined the incredible wonderfulness and sweetness and, yes, romance of the whole night.

Finally, about three in the morning, they decided to give me a rest. They each snuggled up on either side of me, trying to melt their bodies into mine. We just lie there, whispering quietly to each other.

"You know we are both so in love with you, don't you Daddy?" Amy whispered. I could feel her against my body, especially where her panties were wet.

"I love you also, more than I can tell you," I responded. I stroked the hair on both of them and kissed them softly.

"Daddy," Cindi asked, "when are you going to get together with Megan? We want her to be our new Mommy. You know you two belong together. No offense to Mom, but you always have. I know you loved Mom; we did too. But you and Megan were meant for each other. I know you are not ready for anything new yet, but... all due respect, but what the hell are you and Megan doing?!?" Cindi was getting agitated, and Amy was looking serious also.