Story: A Family at Last 5 of 5   
      
   Part 5   
      
   The morning after I had spent the night having the most wonderful   
   sex of my entire life, with two beautiful little preteen nymphets,   
   came entirely too soon. Even worse, it was way too hectic. The   
   night before my daughter joined me in bed, followed by her very   
   close best friend Rho, the little ten-year-old blonde that I had   
   secretly lusted for for months. The girls had plotted together so   
   that I could see for myself that it would be safe for me to take my   
   own nine-year-old daughter's virginity, which I had been more than   
   a little concerned about, in spite of my undeniable interest and   
   eagerness. Their plan was that I would fuck Rho - who had already   
   been deflowered by a grown man in her family - so that I wouldn't   
   be - quoting my little girl, Amy - "so damned up tight about popping   
   my poor achingly lonely little cherry!"   
      
   But damn, that Saturday morning was just a horrible, frantic rush   
   since we woke up late and we had to really scramble to meet the bus   
   for the girls' weekend trip. We had not even had time for sex at all,   
   damn it. Well, they made it, but God, I was lonely after I got back   
   home!   
      
   Then about 2PM, my phone rang. I almost shrank into the floor when I   
   realized it was Judy - Rho's mom. My God, what could I possibly say,   
   now or ever, to this lovely woman that I felt so much for after I had   
   just shamelessly, selfishly fucked her little girl, her only child?   
   But I knew from Judy's tone that there was no way for me to avoid an   
   immediate confrontation. She wanted to come over and talk to me,   
   either that evening or right now. I decided to face it instead of   
   prolonging the dread.   
      
   Judy came in as I sheepishly opened the door, still trying to think   
   of what I might be able to say, wondering if she would know right   
   away about me and Rho last night, and how angry or upset she would   
   be when she did find out, which I had to believe was inevitable.   
   God, I was scared and worried. But the first thing Judy did was to   
   hold me very close, and I realized she was crying. Oh God, what had   
   I done? How fucking stupid had I been? I just held her and let her   
   sob as I waited. Finally Judy pulled back, holding my hands, and   
   looked into my eyes. "Oh, Paul, I am so sorry! I know that it will   
   be hard for you ever to believe and accept that I did not ever mean   
   to hurt you or use you, or to manipulate you in any way. I need to   
   explain this, and hope that you can somehow forgive me, or at least   
   not hate me." Three open-mouthed gulps and a totally bewildered   
   stare was the best I could do in reply!   
      
   Well, to make a long story a little bit shorter, I finally found out   
   that Judy had been planning to leave Rho's stepdad for several   
   months. She wasn't happy sexually [which I already knew, of course],   
   but mostly she felt she needed to get away from him for Rho's sake.   
   Oh God, I thought, please don't tell me it's because this creep is   
   the guy that had introduced Rho to the secret sin of lascivious   
   early sexual explorations!   
      
   But no, it was much more complex than that. Judy had talked to Rho   
   earlier that afternoon, and she knew that her little girl and I had   
   gone to bed together last night - just a brief coded message, no   
   details. When I flinched and cringed, Judy was actually caught off   
   guard and a little flustered. She rushed to tell me, "Oh no, that   
   is what I need to explain."   
      
   Judy herself had begun having sex at about twelve with "a family   
   member" and was still very much in love with him today, although   
   they were apart, living independent lives. She had gotten pregnant   
   in college with Rho, but could not marry her real dad. Almost a year   
   later she had married her husband, a professor who had known about   
   her illegitimate baby. He was about ten years older than her, but   
   he reminded her a little of her first lover. Judy had been quick to   
   realize that her husband was kind of stiff and cold, but she had   
   still thought he would warm up in time. Of course he hadn't, but it   
   was okay when Rho was small, since she sort of owed him for being a   
   stepfather to her daughter.   
      
   But then as Rho got older they realized that life with her stepdad   
   would me more miserable than either of them could bear. The guy had   
   recently become a paranoid tyrant about the young girl's developing   
   sexuality! He couldn't bear to see her in skimpy clothing; he had   
   become so restrictive that allowing any time for Rho to swim or do   
   gymnastics, or even be with her friends, was a horrible conflict and   
   struggle. The man was convinced that Rho would be a 'teenage tramp'   
   like her mom unless she was somehow treated like a nun in a convent.   
      
   We had sat down and begun to kiss and cuddle a little as Judy   
   talked, and I was beginning to realize why she had felt that she had   
   somehow offended me. She said that she had prepared all the legal   
   groundwork for her divorce and even told her husband, about three   
   weeks before she and I had first had sex. They were only waiting for   
   the school year to end now, since he was moving to another college   
   the following year. She had intended to tell me, but things had gone   
   so fast. [Yes, they certainly had; Judy was so easy and so neat to   
   be with and as soon as we saw each other, it seemed that we were   
   both absolutely aching for immediate sexual release.] And then she   
   had felt guilty about maybe somehow making me think I had been some   
   kind of experiment, or that she had chosen me for her next spouse, or   
   something...   
      
   She had been trying to tell me ever since, but... then she realized   
   that Rho was so involved with my daughter in serious sex talks about   
   Amy having sex with me, and she knew she could never do anything that   
   would deliberately affect the outcome of the relationship between my   
   little girl and me. She worried but she had somehow just hoped that   
   it might be easier for her and for all of us if the girls' ideas   
   about me were right, and if I could come to terms with a young girl   
   wanting, needing to be loved, and if I could somehow, possibly bring   
   myself to give Amy the physical love she so obviously needed, no   
   matter what society thought about it. When Rho had talked to Judy   
   about the girls' plans to persuade me to have sex with the more   
   experienced young girl as a prelude to taking my own daughter's   
   virginity, the older woman had become horribly worried that I would   
   think that she had somehow used Rho to influence me... or make me   
   want to marry her... which she thought the girls had been hoping   
   for... or maybe she herself even... was... but then she stopped,   
   unable to finish her thought. As for me, I was already much too busy   
   with my feelings to think... I truly do love women and girls, but   
   God, they sometimes talk way more than they need to.   
      
   We had gone up to my bedroom, taking off all our clothes and climbing   
      
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