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Ugh.

Hey, Dad, can I borrow the car for about an hour tonight?

I guess so. I ain't going nowhere.

Going over to see that young hot pants, Jim Butler's daughter?

Holy cow, Dad, you didn't have to say it like that.

Well, I seen her around the streets a couple of times, and...

Gotta admit, you got pretty good taste when it comes to broads.

Come on, Cynthia.

We better get the dishes done.

Give me another beer, will you, Lola?

Sure, Daddy.

Daddy, I told you, don't do that, please.

You're a good kid.

Where are the keys, Dad?

In the jacket pocket.

Get a little for me.

Well, sis, you about ready to go to bed?

Yeah.

I'm sort of tired.

Shall we wake him up?

No, I think we'll just let him sleep it off. Besides, I thought we'd talk to our

friend a little while before we go to sleep.

Yeah, I think I get your point.

Well, well, ain't this cute?

Daddy!

Yeah, it's Daddy.

What the hell are you two young cunts doing with that fake dick?

Mary, Mary Jo gave it to me at school, and I brought it home because I was

curious. And, well, I don't know.

I don't know.

She's not all to blame. I'm to blame, too.

I ain't saying it's anybody's fault.

I just don't understand why you're settling for that thing.

Two nice-looking girls, you've got nice figures, you look like you know how to

handle yourself in the sack.

So why the hell are you playing around with that fake prick up your young

twats?

All right, Dad, you've made your point. If you're going to punish us, let's get

it over with.

Who said anything about punishing you?

Maybe you ought to. Maybe you ought to smack your asses at that.

Don't you hear her?

I think you better stop, Daddy.

Why? Am I hurting you?

Well, you're not doing me any good with your finger down there like that.

It's doing me some good.

I think you better stop right now, Dad.

Why? You want some of the action, too?

She's right. You should stop.

Why? I'm a man. You're a girl, right?

Yeah, but... What but?

Feels good, don't it?

Yeah, but you're my father.

Stepfather. I married your mother ten years ago when your old man got knocked

off in Cuba.

And ever since she left last year, I had to support you kids.

We know it, and we appreciate it, but we can't have sex with you. It just isn't

right.

It ain't right that you have to go around sticking fake pricks up your

cunts, too.

Please, Daddy, don't do this.

I need some inspiration.

Oh, you're getting me so hot.

Oh, Daddy, please don't make me do this.

Oh, it ain't going to hurt you.

Oh, Daddy, don't eat me. Don't eat me, Daddy.

Oh.

I got to get comfortable.

Ugh.

Well, you kids got school in the morning, so you better get some sleep.

I'll see you in the morning.

Okay. Good night. Good night.

God, what have we done?

I don't know what you've done, but I've just come myself dry.

Our dad's quite a man.

Wow, I hardly slept a wink last night.

Me either.

I feel really terrible.

Terrible? For what?

For what?

We had sex with our own father last night.

He is not our father. He's our stepfather.

If my mom and your mom hadn't married him, he would be total strangers to us.

And besides, we get it on with our brother, don't we?

Yeah, but...

Tommy's a little bit younger.

Younger, and he comes in, what, three strokes?

And Daddy doesn't. He knows what he's doing in the sack.

You sound like you'd do it all over again.

Sound like it? I tend to make a point of it.

Hammond has some kids over tonight for a party. Daddy said it'd sound like a

little fun.

Right, yeah? What kind of fun?

Well, the usual.

Good booze, loud music, you know.

Who are you going to invite?

Sybil and that boyfriend of hers I've been wanting to get it on with.

And, uh, probably Brenda and Joe.

Oh, sounds like we're asking for real trouble.

Sybil and that hot little lass of hers.

You mean with Daddy?

And Tommy.

Oh, Tommy's had that stuff a hundred times.

How do you know?

Because Sybil has the biggest mouth in the world and she'll tell anything to

anybody who'll listen to her.

Oh, shit.

It's getting towards 8. We better go.

Oh, they're here.

Hi, Gage. Come on in. Hi, how's it going?

Hi, Tommy.

How are you doing? Sybil. I'd like to meet my dad over there. Dad, that's

Sybil. Hi. And her latest lover, Joe.

And Barbara.

Hi, boy. Make yourself at home. We got plenty of booze.

Right on, Dad.

It's Ted, Lila.

What? His name, dear. It's Ted.

Yeah. Ted, huh? Well, the sauce is over there. I'll put on some record.

Make yourself at home.

Tell me what you mean.

You better be cool with Brenda's boyfriend. I saw her looking at him.

Look. If she's any good in bed, she doesn't have anything to worry about

from taking him away.

And if she's not, look out, Lila.

Lila rides again.

Thank you.

. .

.

You know, you're really something for an older man.

You ain't seen nothing yet, baby.

Daddy, do it.

She just didn't say how good.

You should have asked me sooner.

Will I have to ask from now on? No, just wait. I'll get the message.

I'm getting a message now, too.

I enjoy my work, especially with you.

Thank you.

Amen. Amen.

Oh, that's cool.

Shake your hot little ass. I'm ready to come.

Oh, no, please, not yet.

Wait for me.

I'm gonna come with you.