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I am Roy. Some people wish they had my problem. Some people are glad they don’t.

Abigail and I met in high school. She had a bad reputation of taking virginities from us guys. So everyone called her “The Cherry Picker”. I didn’t want it and she did, so, I said 'good riddance.'

However, when it was my turn to take her to remove my virginity, I saw something more about Abigail than tits and a hole to cum in. She was smart, boy, was she smart. She was also caring and had a lot of potential. I started seeing her more, even though she continued to “remove virginities” from fellow students. She started to become something special to me.

I have to say I fucked her a few times, but it wasn’t very long before that we stopped fucking and started making love. She was phenomenal at sex, as one might guess considering how much practice she had had. Somehow, even then, I knew that Abigail was not going to stop having sex with other men. But she never boasted or bragged about it. She never rubbed it in my face. She never used it against me in any way either. In fact, she would only boast about how much she loved it when we were able to get together and about how much she wanted me.

I went to work right out of high school. My parents bought a house and rented it to me for free as long as I stayed in school. If I graduated college, they promised to sell it to me for a dollar. I moved in and registered into the local community college.

I didn’t ask her to because I didn’t want to cramp her style, but Abigail started to stay the night a lot. I liked that. She was mine all weekend. I loved that. Her things started showing up in the bathroom, the kitchen, living room and of course, the bedroom.

She went to college and studied computer sciences and development. (I told you she was smart). While she was at college, and though we only lived thirty miles away from her school, she mostly slept in the dorm during the week. I missed her a lot, but every weekend she would take such loving care of me that I couldn’t get it up for the rest of the week, even if Olivia Newton-John herself showed up on my doorstep.

I would call Abigail a lot. Every night in fact, and sometimes during the day, if I knew she didn’t have class. I liked calling her in the the daytimes because she was in the dorm by herself and she would have a little phone sex with me from time to time. One day, I called her, and a man answered the phone. I asked for Abigail. He said she was in the bathroom and asked if I would would I like to hold. I said, “Yes.”

She got on the phone and her voice was nervous and broken. I asked how she was doing. She told me great. I said, “I just wanted to hear your voice. It has been a tough day and I need something to look forward to coming home too.”

I let the incident pass, but I kept thinking about it. That was a day that no one but Abigail should have been in the dorm. My heart sank deeply, because I knew that Abigail was cheating on me.

On Friday, I had just gotten home early when the doorbell rang. I answered it with a smile. Our neighbor, Mss. Gloria Stone, was at my front door. “Hi,” she said hesitantly, “My car broke down and I need some help.”

“Uh, I’m an accountant;, I don’t know that much about cars, but I can take a look if you want me too?” I said.

“Oh, No, no that isn’t it. My boyfriend needs a half-inch socket to change the starter on my car. He is a really good mechanic."

“Oh, okay,” I laughed. “Come on in and make yourself comfortable. I will be right back.” I answered and headed downstairs to get my socket set.

I heard the door as I came back from the basement with my socket set in hand. I almost passed out when I got to the top step.

“Just what are you doing in my home!” Abigail demanded angrily.

“Abiagail!” I started firmly trying to get her attention,. “This is our neighbor, Gloria. Her boyfriend needs to borrow my socket set. She is here to pick it up.” I held the tools up for Abigail to see.

“No woman is allowed in this house when I am not home.” Abigail spat out looking straight at me.

That made me frustrated. I wanted to ask her. “Hey, what about the man that answered your phone the other day?” But I simply said. “My mistake. I invited Gloria to come inside and wait while I got the tools.” I handed them to Gloria and nodded slightly. I turned back to Abigail. “Honey, I love you, why would you be this way?” I say as Gloria snuck out the door trying not to be noticed.

Abigail's eyes started to tear up. In a broken voice she said,. “It would kill me if I found you cheating on me.”

“Honey please, there is no one else and there never will be. You are too much of a woman for me as it is. You have always taken care of me and I have no… Positively no… Interest in any other woman. Please, baby. You are all I want.”

She came to me then, and took my hands and moved them to her lips. Her tears started flowing down her cheeks. “It would kill me if you cheated on me.” She said again in a much quieter voice.

“You have nothing to worry about Abigail.” I shook my head and took my hands and framed her lovely face in them. I looked her deep into her beautiful hazel eyes. “Baby, would you marry me?” I asked.

Her smile started slowly as she nodded. Then more tears came, and she wrapped me in her arms and whispered, “Yes” in my ear.

Neither one of us knew that Abigail was in fact pregnant at the time. I was sort of happy. I was the one who told her, “I think you are pregnant Abigail,” I told her.

“No that is preposterous. I can’t be pregnant!”

Her response made me I laugh. “Why can’t you be pregnant?”

She lookeds straight at me and said, “I have an I.U.D.”

I went to our room. I got the little plastic piece I found in the sheets one morning a couple months ago, then and brought it back to her. “You mean this?” I asked.

Her eyes were the size of silver dollars. I smiled. “I didn’t know what this thing was, but I will bet it is your I.U.D.”

She turned white and sank into a chair. Then she got an awful look on her face. She couldn’t speak for over an hour. I was going to take her to the urgent care, but she finally calmed down enough to tell me no, that she would be ok. It was years later that I figured out that the reason she went into shock was because she didn’t know if the baby was in fact mine or not.

She was seven months along when we got married. She was showing nicely and looked good to me. She took the summer off school for us to get married and to have our son. There was no real honeymoon, but we stayed in bed almost a week straight. She had our son before she returned to school. And we were husband and wife.

I took care of our son during the day while she went back to college. She got her degree in computer support and development. She got a job as a consultant which caused her to travel quite often. I finished trade school and got a really good raise in pay. Basically, we were swimming in money.

I stayed at the house when she traveled; even though we could have afforded to both go on the business trips, and take me with her it would have been hard on our son, Samuel.

Abigail's travels took her to places all over the U.S. and sometimes to Canada. I really hated her traveling all over. But she would call me every night and I would call her if I needed anything.

I suppose that I knew, things were going on a downward spiral when another man answered her cell phone again. “Hello.”

“Is Abigail there?” I stammered.

“Yeah, she is in the bathroom getting cleaned up. Do you want to leave a message for her,” he asked in a much too cheerful tone of of a voice.

“No, just tell her that Roy called, please,” I managed to say.

“Ok, no problem,” the stranger strange man answered.

I hung up the phone in tears. Abigail called me about twenty minutes later. “Hey, sexy, how are my two favorite men doing? I saw that I missed your call. I am sorry but I was in a meeting.” She had lied to me.

“Your friend didn’t tell you I called? He said he would.” I didn’t stop with the pitch, and then continued. “He said that you were in the shower cleaning up?” I asked her. But I knew she wouldn’t have an answer for that, so I let her off the hook. “How is the trip? Are, you teaching those people anything?” Trying so hard to cheer my voice up.

“Uh, Yea, I am, I am teaching them lots. I should be home by Saturday sometime,” she answered. I could tell she was trying, too.

“I miss you Abigail. You are my girl, you know that don’t you? Come home to me safe and sound, please.” I paused but just for a second. “Honey, Sam is getting cranky,” I lied, “I have to go. Call you tomorrow.”

I set the phone down. I knew but I didn’t want to know. I refused to say it out loud. As as I felt my heart rip apart.

Abigail was home one day, and I was off work. She wanted to cook for us, which scared the hell out of me. At one time Abigail was a good cook, but with all her travels she didn’t have much time to practice. She started looking around for her phone when she asked, “Roy, can you get me my phone out of my purse? The recipe is in it.”

“Sure,” I said the only proper answer one is allowed to give his wife. I opened her purse and looked on top; I didn’t see anything. I started to dig inside of it and pulled it up with two boxes of condoms. They were not our brand, and a few of them were missing. I cringed and picked up her purse and brought it to her.

“I have a rule, Abigail, I don’t go into a woman’s purses, there are things in there no man should even know exists.” I tried to play it off as funny. I had gone into her purse before, so she looked funny at me when she took the purse.

The condoms were on top of the purse where I left them after digging in it to find the phone. So, when she opened it to look in, I saw her expression change dramatically. She quickly located her phone and took it out. She looked back at me and said, “That sounds like a good rule, Roy.”

I went to my study while she cooked. I turned to my laptop and typed in, “How do you know if your wife is cheating?” Of a twenty-question survey, she had five of twenty hard on. The other questions and answers actually gave me hope. Abigail still talked about “our future” with me, instead of talking about “hers”, not hers but ours. She didn’t hide or keep her cell phone from me. She had never accused me of cheating;  except for the Gloria incident many years before, I had never had to defend myself. She has never bad- talked our marriage. Actually, she commented how wonderful it and I am. She always lookeds good and there had been no change there. She was a fountain of information and love. And she always listened and talked to me. She hardly ever traveled to the same place. 

I took a long time to think, and then I realized, I didn’t want to lose my wife. I loved her. I knew I would be more miserable without her than with her. So, this is what I surmised;

She was fucking other men. She was a very sexual woman and I couldn’t be enough, especially when she was away for work, so she was just filling the void. The sex with other men was not making love. Just like the men at school, she was just getting her rocks off; that was it. She wasn’t doing it around town, only out of town on trips, so none of our friends would will ever find out. At least, God, I hoped they never found out. So, there would be no humiliation like I see in some cuckold lifestyles.

And one more thing. I knew, with all my heart, that . She loved and respected me. Just me. She may fuck other men, but she loved me. As long as she didn’t start to have an affair, and fall in love, I would be okay.

I decided one more thing. If I didn’t say it out loud, then the cheating wasn’t real. So, decided that neither me nor Abiagail would ever say a word... wouldn’t allow it.

I started to go back into the kitchen with my new resolve, but, Sam started to get fussy, I walked to his playpen where I’d left him and changed his diaper. I looked at him closely and wondered for just a moment, was he mine? I laughed to myself. He looked just like me, so there was no doubt he was my son.

Life went on and I kept with the denial. “If I don’t say it aloud it isn’t true.

Abigail always took great care of me. One day she had gotten home and instead of dragging me up-stairs and more or less raping me as she always had done since she’d gotten her latest job. She kissed me at the door and walked in being very coy and innocent. I instantly knew something was wrong. I was, believe it or not, keeping up with her cycle, and I knew she wasn’t due for almost two weeks. So, I knew that her cycle wasn’t the reason. I tried to seduce her, but that was one of the very, very few times she refused me.

Her refusal made me frightened. We ate a nice dinner that I prepared, since her cooking skills weren’t well practiced, so I was the cook. After dinner she waited until I looked tired, and actually tried to sneak upstairs to go to bed. I let her think she was getting away with it. However, I snuck into the bedroom just at the right time.

She had just taken off her bra and was about to don an “don’t even think about touching me” flannel nightgown. When I cleared my throat. She instantly turned and tried to cover her breasts. But she didn’t do a very good job. There were three suction bruises, two on one and one on the other.

I walked to her with a forced look of compassion, and slowly kissed her. Then I backed away and looked at her breasts. “Baby, just look at you, what did you do; fall down the stairs?” I asked. Then I bent down and kissed each of the hickies several times each. I then kissed the nipples and raised my head up and kissed her. “You need to be more careful. I am just glad you weren’t seriously hurt.

“I will be, trust me. I will be much more careful.”

I then led her to the bed and made love to my wife. I guess I was reclaiming what was mine, because I spent a lot of time on her breasts that night.

Three years later.

I was making love to my wife after another trip, this one where she had been gone for four days., I hated her long trips. As I made love to her, I noticed it felt different. I came deep inside of her. and then, I fell to the side, not wanting to lay on top of her. I held her in my arms.

“That was wonderful, Roy!! Wow.”

I smiled a huge smile. “You know you are pregnant, don’t you?” I said as sort of a question and a statement at the same time. I heard her stifle a laugh. But I knewknow that she was in fact pregnant. “I am not pregnant,” she stated.

“I will buy an E.P.T., and if I am right what do I get?”

She smiled. “You always like to pretend to force me, don’t you?”

I loved to role play with my wife, and that one is one of my favorites. “Tenant, land?” I asked?

“Sure,” she answered.

“Three times, not the same day?” I asked, digging for more information.

“Sure,” she said confidently.

“I will be right back.”

“Hey what do I get when I am right?” she asked.”

“Llittle chance of that… Anything you want. For a month. I will be your slave in any way that you want,” I answered, as I walked out the door to get an E.P.T.

Forty-five minutes later, she was white as a ghost staring at the pregnant symbol on both E.P.T.s.

She was white not because she had to pretend to be molested by me three times, but because, and I knew this then and more so now, she wasn’t sure whether the baby was mine. That worried me. Worried me a lot. But I let it go. As long as the baby was somewhat my color, I could deal with anything else. If the baby came out black or even Hispanic or something, I didn’t know if I could handle that. It would kill us. I could handle being cuckolded, so long as she didn’t humiliate me doing it. If the baby, so obviously didn’t look like me, it would kill our marriage.

I held her all night long. I think she cried some, and I pretended they were tears of joy even though I knew they were from fear. I tried to reassure her that I was her rock, and everything was going to be okay.

Six months later, she gave birth to my pride and joy, a little girl. Abigail told me to name her. My smile couldn’t have been bigger, “There is only one name that comes to mind when I see someone this beautiful… Abigail.” I said. “We will call her Abby though. So, we won’t get confused.”

Abigail's eyes filled with tears as she nodded her head in acceptance. Though Abigail went by Abby in school, I had never called her anything but Abigail. I loved her long name and it was all I would ever call her. She had very few old friends by then now that still called her Abby. I introduced her as Abigail, and she started using her full name at work too, and so on. She hads been Abigail since we’d have been together. So, our daughter was Abby.

Sam took to Abby really well. We all four continued our life.

Abigail took almost a month off work to help Abby get a good start in life.

But It was about two weeks after Abby was born that Abigail’s boss called her and begged her to go to Richmond VG. Abigail couldn’t make love with me as she normally did because the doctor would not release her for sex yet and we couldn’t get an appointment in time. So, for the first time ever, Abigail left me a little frustrated.

She was gone for over five days, and me and the kids missed her, of course. The moment she showed up at the door, she grabbed me and dragged me to the bedroom. She stripped me and shoved me on the bed and mounted me, riding me like a flea on a dog!. (pardon the cliché.) I loved it more than any other time she has ever made love to me. Because she was doing itthis against doctor’s orders. She thought that much of me. My heart was singing. I exploded deep inside her. I was in heaven.

“Wow,” I said as she laid down beside me. I held her tight. “I can’t believe you made love to me before you got the okay from the doctor. Wow, that was phenomenal.”

“Oh, it's okay, Roy, I went to a doctor on Monday in Richmond. I couldn’t wait any longer. He cleared me on Monday for sex. Aren’t you glad?”

It was Friday. She’d left on Sunday night. And the overwhelming truth was that I wasn’t the first man to have sex with my wife after our daughter was born.

I hid the sadness on my face as best I could. I kissed her to cover the tears that were threatening to come. I put myself back into denial as quickly as I could. Ignorance is bliss.

Life went on in my little four-person family. I took care of the kids and worked. My wife worked and when she was home. She would be taking care of the kids and me.

She came home several times with love marks on her. I never look in her purse and she would leave her cell phone out all the time.

Abby was about five when Abigail started going to Atlanta a lot. In fact, she went there almost every week. I didn’t like it. She started to hold back conversation from me and our sex life started to change. I knew she had someone she was seeing regularly, and that it had become an affair. 

I couldn’t live with this. I had to confront her. It wasn’t hard for me to get enough evidence to prove my case that she indeed was having an affair.

I knew I couldn’t live with that over my head. Knowing she was screwing around was one thing. But falling in love was something that couldn’t happen. Abigail falling in love with someone else wouldIt would kill me. It would kill us.

I called her to our room. She came in looking to be seduced. The second she saw my face; she immediately changed her look. “What’s wrong, Roy?”

“Abigail, I am not as stupid as I may look. I know what you are doing in Atlanta.” Her eyes widened. “I can handle a lot of things, and I could pretend not to know when you were sleeping with other men. But I can’t handle you having an affair.”

I paused for a long time. She started shaking as she stood by the bed. “Abigail, I love you. I have never asked you to change who you are, and I am not now. But I can’t live with what you are doing in Atlanta. I need you to decide. Please, don’t do this to us, to our marriage, to me and to our kids.”

She came to me, sat  beside me facing me and then, she kissed me. I couldn’t keep the tears from coming., I tried to wipe them away, but I knew that she knew.

I was so glad she didn’t try to lie, deny or justify what was happening. She got up from the bed and went down stairs, I heard the front door open and I knew she stepped out. She didn’t know it, but I had the window cracked in our bedroom, so she didn’t know I heard every word of her conversation.

“Hi Don. Hey.” I heard her pause.Pause “Look, I am calling to say goodbye.” She paused again. “Look, Don, this is the last conversation I am going to have with you, period. I will be hanging up, and I will block your number. Do not try to contact me. I won’t be going to Atlanta for a long time now and if I do, I will not be talking to you.”

Abigail paused and I waited. “Yes, he knows. ” Pause. “If you try to contact him or hurt my marriage in any way so help me, I will go to your boss. I will lose this job before I will lose my husband. Do you hearhere me? Consider this call our good bye, and yesterday was our last fuck. Thank you for the memories. Goodbye, Don.” There was silence.

It took a while before she came back to the house., She walked up the stairs and came into our room. When she stripped down and got into bed, I pulled her to me. I could feel she was struggling. So, I held her as she mourned the loss of her lover.

She was back to herself in just a few days. I am sure she called her boss and told him she wouldn’t go to Atlanta anymore. She was a good worker for them, so I knew that they would do ok by her. I started getting back to myself.

Abby was the love of my life. She was eight now and there was one thing that was evident. She wasn’t mine.

She was beautiful, but she had brown eyes. Mine are blue and, Abigail's are hazel, almost green. Also, her hair is chestnut brown almost black, whereas mine is reddish-blond and Abigail's is light brown.

She wasis just the opposite of our son, Samuel. He was twelve by then. He had the same reddish blond hair as me. The same face. We compared photos of me when I was young, and they were identical. He had the same birthmarks I had too. If you showed me a D.N.A. result of him not being mine, I would have laughed at it and challenged the test. No way Samuel wasn’t mine.

However, my daughter was not the same. Who fathered her was completely unknown to me.? If Abigail knew, she never said anything to me. As far as I knew, she had never said anything to Abby either. I felt it was best to stay in the dark on that. My daughter was a great kid. She was a straight A student, smart as her mother. Though I was am hoping she wouldn’t be as wild when she grew up!

Abigail was still Abigail. She would come home sometimes with love marks on her. Sometimes, I would call her cell phone and men would answer the phone. However, she would always take care of me; I could count on one hand how many times Abiagail refused to have sex with me and have most of my fingers left. She was the perfect wife for me.

Ignorance is bliss. I kept myself that way for one reason: it hurt. Of course, what I didn't know didn’t hurt me. My daughter was fifteen when she had a heart to heart with me. “Dad, I think mom is cheating on you.”

I looked at her stunned. “Why would you say that, Abby?”

“I called her, and a man answered the phone. She was in her hotel room.”

I nodded. “Okay, maybe she had needed some help and--.”

“Get real, dad!! It wasn’t the first time, and she keeps using the same excuses. I know she is lying,” Abby interrupted.

“Sweetheart.” I started, “I know. But, please don’t tell me. Because this has been going on ever since, we your mother and I started dating., And as long as I don’t know, I am ok.” I looked straightstrait at my daughter. “I love your mother. This is a part of her, and she can’t help it. I would be miserable without her, Abby. I know that. What she does when she is out of town is of no consequence to me or us as long as I am ignorant of it. I know this is a lot to take in at your age, baby. I love your mom and I can’t live without her. But I can’t change your mom.” I smiled at my daughterher, but I saw tears running down her cheeks.

“Honey? Your mom is okay! I am not going to leave her, and she isn’t going to leave me either.”

Abby looked up at me. “I am not crying because of that daddy; I am crying because you are so perfect. I have the best daddy in the world. Mom is the luckiest woman on the planet. If you weren’t my daddy… Well let’s just say, sometimes I wish you weren’t my dad.”

I smiled, bend down and kissed her forehead, and then I kissed her tears away. She was something special, and I was the luckiest man alive because she was my daughter.

Just over three years later, disaster struck. Abigail didn’t call me when she got to Albuquerque New Mexico. That hads never happened in our life. Three days passed and every time I called Abigail, her phone would go straight to voicemail. My kids and I started to become very concerned. I called her boss’s secretary and asked which hotel Abigail was staying in. There was a long silence on the phone.

“Mr. Brown,. I take it you haven’t talked to Mr. Peterson yet?”

“No, I just need the contact info for the motel my wife is staying at. I haven’t heard from her since she left, and this is very unusual for us. I need to contact her. If you don’t want to give me this, please call her and tell her to call us. It’s becoming an emergenctly.”

“Mr. Brown, I will have Mr. Peterson call you right away,” she finished.

I hung up on her, damn this conspiracy shit that goes around. I just need to contact my wife…

I paced the house until almost four-thirty that evening. Both the kids werewhere there with me. Samuel came home straight from college.  Abby left college and came straight home as well, even though she was just a freshman.

It was just after five when the doorbell rang. Sam answered it and led six people into the house. They all had told him they worked with his mother and needed to talk to his father.

I was in the living room holding my phone wondering what had done so wrong that Abigail would treat us so horribly. As the crowd came into the living room.

I recognized Mr. Peterson right off. He held his hand to me, I shook it. Then he tried to speak but I could see all the emotions starting to come up in his face, then his eyes started to turn red and well up.

Mrs. Peterson stepped forward. “Mr. Brown.” Her voice was flat and empty of emotions. “We are all here to tell you how sorry we are about Abigail.”

I looked at her with concern and confusion on my face. “What is going on. Where is my wife!!” I demanded.

Mr. Peterson finally spoke. “I am so sorry, Roy; your wife Abigail was in a bad car crash with a truck driver. She didn’t make it, Roy. I am sorry. She didn’t make it.” Tears started running down Mr. Peterson’s cheeks. I started to take a step back but fell on the floor.

I don’t remember the next several months. I know there was a funeral. It was a closed casket. I know that the kids held me up as we took Abigail to the cemetery to lay her to rest. And I know I didn’t want to leave just in case she woke up.

The trucking company settled out of court for a great deal of money. I thought it was ridiculous, but they paid without flinching.

The first thing I can remember was waking up in our bed holding on tightly to Abigail. My heart jumped as I thought the nightmare was about to end and I kissed her. Only, it wasn’t Abigail. It was Abby that I was holding so tightly!.

I have no idea why she let me kiss her the way, I just did however. She just kissed me back. “I am so sorry Abby; I shouldn’t have have never.”

“Should never have kissed me dad? Is that what you are saying, that you shouldn’t kiss your daughter?”

“No. Sweetheart, no; I am not saying that. But I thought you were your mother for a moment. I am sorry. I almost touched you inappropriately. In fact, the kiss was a little over the top.”

Her answer wasn’t what I expected. She grabbed my face, turned it to her and crushed her lips to mine. Her lips were soft and warm. Her tongue grazed across my lips. I parted them and her tongue invaded. Her tongue danced a sonnet of love in each of our mouths. It was a good minuteminuet before she backed off and looked at me. “Was that inappropriate, daddy?” She asked seductively. Then she covered my mouth again and kissed me just as passionately as before.

I finally stopped the kiss. It was beging to get out of control. “Abby, Abby please. You should never kiss your father like this!!” I stated flatly.

“You are not my father, dad. Not really. You know that. You have known that for years now. Mom confessed it to me one night when she was a little drunk. She said she doesn’t know who the ‘sperm donor’ was that made me. But she knows it wasn’t you, so. Daddy... Or would you rather me call you ‘Roy’?”

I looked at her full of shame.

“Dad. Dad, you told me that you knew. I know you did. But I always loved you as my own father. for a long-time dad. And now, I loved you as a woman. Not just as your daughter.”

“When did Abigail tell you about your lineage, Abby?” I asked.

“It was in my senior year of high school, dad. We were studying D.N.A. in Biology. You remember I took samples of you, mom, Sam and myself and sent them in for analysis?. Well when the results came in, I found out that mom is my mom, but Sam is only my half-brother. I also found out that you are Sam’s father. I also found out that you are not my biological dad.” She looked at me very soberly. “Other students found out things like this. Some of them got angry and some of their parents even got divorced when they found out. Me… I got excited.” She blushed a little and looked down. “Me. I got excited. I have always loved you more than a girl should love her dad, and I just got all excited when I found out that it is ok for me to do it.”

I didn’t know what to think. She had declared her love for me just after my wife’s, her mother’s death. I didn’t know what to do. “Abby. Let's take this slow. We shouldn’t make any life changing decisions for at least another six months.”

“Okay dad, or would you rather I call you ‘Roy’?”

“Abby, you are a woman full grown. What you want to call me is up to you. Just don’t call me ‘late for dinner.’”

With a big smile she said,finished. “Okay, Roy.”

I wondered if I was just demoted or promoted?

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Next:

 

We didn’t wait a full six months. Abby slid right into her mother’s place. She slept with me in our bed from day one, and never got out of it. We didn’t do anything, but I woke several times holding her more like a lover than a daughter.

We had several talks about what was going on, and Abby made it clear that her determination was not going to change. It was about three months when I woke with a really good feeling in my groin. I reached down and guided her head up and down on my cock. As I woke, I realized it wasn’t my wife. As my consciousness started to become more forefront in my mind, I realized that I didn’t want to stop it.

I came in my daughter's mouth and pulled her to me as soon as she had finished swallowing the last of me. I kissed her like a lover and then rolled her over on her back and pulled her panties off of her.

I could hear gasps of anticipation and excitement. I started eating her pussy, licking up and down her slit. She started to feel the pleasures of it. I started to find her little button with my tongue and lips. She screameds out her first orgasm loudly, wrapping her legs firmly around my head, squeezing itme like a grape. It was a few moments before she started to back off and calm down.

“Oh my god, dad! ” “Oh my god that! ” “Oh my god! No wonder mom was such a slut.”

I rolled over and snuggled beside her. I took her in my arms and held her.

“Dad?? Does that happen every time?”

I looked at my daughter. “You don’t know?” I put my finger down to her pussy. She opened her legs for me to explore. I start to insert it in her labium. It was blocked in less thanthen a half inch. She was still a virgin. Withdrawing my hand from her pussy, I looked at her. “That wasn’t your first orgasm was it?”

She smiled at me with a nod. Holly shit!!

That day I spent most of it wondering what I was going to do. To continue a relationship with Abby would be so inappropriate and out right wrong.

What about Samuel? What about Abigail's parents: Abby’s grandparents?

That very night, Abby and I had a long talk with each other. She insisted on sitting on my lap the whole time. I talked about how wrong people would say it was. How we would probably be arrested. We talked about Samuel, and about her grandparents. We finished by discussingon what sort of future we could have.

She had answers to everything. She had already told Samuel about her lineage. She told him that she was going to seduce me and eventually become his sister-mom. She already talked to her grandmother and grandfather too.

They had always known about Abigail's promiscuity. She got it from her mother as it turned out. They want so much to see her happy and they had for the whole time we were together. They were happy to tell me that they would support what was going to happen with me and Abby.

I was dumb struck.

Two months later Abby gave me some paper with photos of a house on it. “It is a house in another state,” she explained. “We can move there. If you like it. Grandma and grandpa will move there with us. They have to sell their house here before they buy another one. We have the insurance money, so we can buy it now and move as soon as your bosses approve your transfer. I have all the expenses sorted out and moving costs figured out too. They have a great college that Sam and I can transfer to.”

Again, she had answers to everything. Then she kissed me hard. Next thing I knew, her hands started caressing my body. She had found my erection with her ass and started grinding on it as well.

I held her shoulders. “Did your momma teach you all this?”

“Dad, I knew a lot of what momma did. But momma never taught me anything about sex. This is all O.J.T. But I like my teacher.” She kissed me again as she kept rubbing her bum on my hard dick. She started hugging me while she kissed me and grinding even harder. Finally, I took her ass in my hands and adjusted it, so it wasn’t so rough on it.

Then I started kissing her neck. She took off her blouse and allowed me access to her breasts., She wasn’t wearing a bra. I began to kiss her nipples and grip her ass. Her moans werewhere pushing me hard over the edge. I felt my climax building, but just before it came, she grabbed me and shot liquid all over my pants. She yelled her orgasm into my mouth and cried out screaming, “Yes, Yes. Yes.” I had never been with a squitter before. It was hot, and then immediately got cold. I laughed as she continued to kiss me.

“It even gets better,” she shouted throughout the house.

We got up and cleaned up. I put my shorts in the laundry and we went to bed. Abby had recovered from her squirting orgasm and snuggled to me like a leach. I was getting used to it and somewhat liked it. She felt like her mother was beside me. I loved her mother so much, and I missed her. So, I wondered how much of our love was for Abby, and how much was wanting her to replace her mom.

Abby was such a different woman than Abigail. The most obvious was Abby was still a virgin. Abigail lost hers well before we met. She told me the story about it but it can’t be repeated here. But Abby was still a virgin and she was in her first year of college. There was nothing wrong with her. She is pretty as a peach and sexy too. There were several men who came to see and visit her. However, she had shown no interest in any of them.

Abby dressed down quite a bit. While Abigail wore sexy hot dresses, skirts and blouses, even to work, Abby was happy with a pull over hoodie and jeans. I bet Abigail had one hundred thousand dollars’ worth of shoes in her walk-in closet. Abby had one pair of sneakers, one pairpares of boots, one pair of sandals and one pair of flip flops. Total that adds up to almost hundred fifty bucks. And that was pushing it.

It wasn' that I hadn’thaven’t offered to buy her finer clothing, or anything like that. She just couldn’t see the point of wearing a ten-thousand-dollar dress when a fifty-dollar pair of jeans worked just fine.

After her mom’s death, I offered to take her to the mall so she could to go and pick out anything she wanted. She refused, and when I told her I had to remove all the clothing that Abby didn’t want for sanity reasons, . She went into the closet and helped me clean it out. We sent all the clothes to a local high-end thrift store. The owner took the clothes and sold most of them with quite a profit. He sends us a very large check that I gave to Abby.; She sent it on to a good charity in her mothers name.

The next morning, I woke early and was holding Abby in my arms, her head on my chest. I lay there thinking of how much I love my wife and little girl. But Abby wasn’t a little girl anymore. She was eighteen, in collegecollage and able to make her own decisions. I started caressing her soft skin. She came to bed naked all the time. I don’t know why; I sort of liked it. She only wore panties during her cycle. I then started kissing her. I kept my supple kisses to her cheeks then her neck then down to her breasts. Finally, I started kissing her nipples and stomach.

Abby was awakened obviously and enjoying the attention I was giving her. This was the first time I had initiated anything with us. Abby began to moan her pleasure as I made my way between her legs, spreading them and taking her pussy with my mouth.

Her climaxes started softly but straightened quickly. She started to cum all over my face soaking the bed and my face.

Finally, I rolled over and laid beside my daughter and pulled her over on top of me. She looked at me in a confused state not knowing what I expected her to do.

“Abby,” I said, all so softly. “I know it hurts the first time. So, I want you to control the pressure and the pain. I want you to let yourself down on me;, it will fill you and take your virginity. If you want that to happen, we’ll do it this morning.”

The look on Abby’s face was amazing. I had previously refused to do this telling her to wait. I wanted to wait I wait till at least until we could figure out what we both wanted. I knew she wanted to give it to me. I knew she wanted to take the next step between us, and I knew there was no changing her mind. She was old enough to make up her own mind, and by god, I think she did.

She raised up on me with a smile I will remember the rest of my life. She backed up and took my cock and lined it up to her pussy. The smile on her face had gotten bigger, if that was possible. Then with a sinister grin on her lips she dropped all her weight on my cock. I felt my cock ripping through her hymen, as it impaled her. I could see pain on my daughter's face too.

She sat there with her pussy lips up against my balls. I had made sure there was plenty of lubricant to keep the pain somewhat tolerable. But I didn’t expect her to drop on it like she did. I held my daughter and she held me back. I kissed her slowly and she started kissing me back.

“You are the only man I ever want daddy, dad, Roy. You are mine. And if I ever catch you cheating on me so help me, I will kick your ass to the moon and back.”

I smiled.

She continued. “I know you were always faithful with mom. You told me she took good care of you?”

“That she did, baby.” I answered.

“Well, I am going to take just as loving care of you as she did. Maybe better, I hope. And all I want is to know that you will never cheat on me. That’s it. That’s all I want.”

“It’s a deal, baby.”

“Oh, one other thing. Dad, if you don’t mind; . Quit calling me ‘baby.’ Please.”

“Ok, Ba… Honey.” I laughed.

!!!!!@@@@@@@@@@@PERFEICT###########################@@@@@

 

Epilogue

Roy:

Abby and I have been together for fifteen years now. We actually gotten married. It took some work, but we made it happen. Something I know about Abby is that when she put her head to something, it is going to happen. We loved each other as much as Abigail and I loved each other.  Abagail and I loved each other. Although Abigail cheated on me constantly, I do believe that she loved me.

Abby has never cheated on me, nor did I ever cheat on her. We are a blessed pair. People sometimes talk about our age difference. But no one questioned it when Abby would spout out,. “Yea, I seduced my dad after my mom died. Married him and here we are…”

Instead, people would laugh when she says that. We looked nothing alike. And no one really knows us. Well, except for Sam and Abby’s grandparents.

Sam found a wonderful woman in college. She treats him okay, but I am his dad, and no one can treat my son like I would want them too. Truly she does him good, and I can see that he loves her and that is what counts.

Because Abby and I are not blood related, she became pregnant. Abby and I had my third child. I wanted to give her this before I left. She is a little girl; We named her Abiagail after her grandmother that she would never meet.

But now it is my turn. The doctor diagnosed me in a regular checkup after he found that I had lost almost forty pounds in six months.

I have prostate cancer stage four. Abby didn’t understand when I refused to follow the doctor’s orders and not go to the kemo and radiation treatments.

I tried to explain to her that it is time for me to go see her mom. I missed Abigail still; though, I love Abby with just as much heart as I ever loved her mother, I still love her mom.

I told Abby that if I went to the treatments that it would shrink the savings account to nothing. Even though Abby had an excellent job, I didn’t want to leave her destitute.

 

Abby:

I held my father, my lover, my husband in my arms. I loved him as much as I loved anyone in the world. He was my future; I knew this when I was as young as six years old. No one could come anything close to as handsome, as my dad. The four days that I can remember being the happiest was when I gave birth to our daughter, when I married my husband and dad, When he asked me to marry him? and when I got gotten the D.N.A. results from school.

I had never been happier than that day. But dad and I have had many days that have been wonderful.

Today, I paid the price for loving a man thirty years older than me. I had to watch him die. As I held him, I knew he was a tough man, and I knew he fought great pain. But he isn’t fighting anymore, just moving on. I know he wants to go see mom. I miss my mom, too. But I am really going to miss my dad, my lover, my husband.

After I felt him take his last breath, I couldn’t help thinking to myself,. “‘How is mom going to take it when I get up there and take him back from her?’ He is the perfect man for me.”

 

Thank you for reading.

R. Lee Benton

 

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I remember when porn forums were treasure troves of hot porn that you wouldn’t find anywhere else on the internet. These sites thrived even when other porn sites were first coming out. Why? Well, connections weren’t great back then. It was easier to watch a gif of some hot bitches tits bouncing on a forum than it was to try and load an entire video on shitty, dialup internet service.They’ve been on a bit of a decline lately, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t still some great forum sites out...

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Vintage Erotica Forums

Oooh! Vintage-Erotic-Forum.com! I'm a big fan of the classic old Vintage Erotica Forum! Porn sites are a great place to get access to smut, obviously. But if you're into certain niche types of porn or unable to find exactly what you are looking for like a certain movie, magazine, or some other kind of print porn, googling around will only get you so far. This is particularly true when it comes to vintage porn.Vintage porn is great, but let's face it – it's a pain in the ass to find even decent...

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Writers Forum

AUTHOR'S NOTES This is a re-write of one of my first efforts. Back then I thought it marvelous to knit improbabilities into spectrums of predilection. But of course it hardly worked, except maybe for readers with checklists. In my re-write, the stretch is a tad more bounded and takes just half the words. And my oh my! That earlier version reads as if I combed through 300 supposedly-erotic stories for sticky-wet adjectives to string together. I apologize to any of you who tried to read it....

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The Enforcer

Paige was a professional escort…with an attitude that had cost her a few positions. She was good at her job but was lippy with the clients sometimes. At her current job she had gone out with a very important client who had tried to grope her in the limo and she punched him the face, breaking his nose. He reported her, and though he had no right to grope her, Paige was also at fault for punching him and breaking his nose. This was costing the company big bucks to keep this incident quiet. After...

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Earths CoreChapter 13 Hendars Binder Formation

Though mournful for his nephew's death and resentful toward his killer, Dinar did not let his heart waver. He and the hundreds men and women beside him, who waited together for the threatening Core Masters to arrive, have formulated a plan days ago and by letting them encircle him, Zax was already inside the scope of their formation. Jumping a step back behind the line of armed Core Breakers after Zax's response, Dinar bawled. "First step ON!" His commanding family head's tone resonated...

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Amateur Voyeur Forum

AmateurVoyeurForum! So if I’ve got this right, the reason that you’re reading this review right now is because you’re looking for the best Amateur and Voyeur pics on the internet. Well, guess what bro? You’re about to stumble upon one of the best sources of amateur and voyeur porn to date. I don’t care whether you think that you already have a good source of this sort of porn, you just need to check out AmateurVoyeurForum.com before you come to any conclusions, cause you’ve never seen a website...

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SocialMediaGirls Forum

Have you ever watched a YouTube video that got so raunchy that you just couldn’t help but rub one-off really quick to some random babe’s side-boob? Don’t lie to me; we’ve all been there. Besides, all the famous YouTubers these days are practically pushing porn on the damn platform. And sure, they have to skirt around the no-nudity rule, but that doesn’t stop them from making some hot ass shit. Hell, Belle Delphine marketed her fucking OnlyFans on YouTube. And yes, it eventually got taken down,...

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Forfeits

Forfeits By Peg Thebois I was anxious as I arrived at Gwen's house, she had asked me to come by early to help her set up, I guess that was part of my forfeit from losing a wrestling match to her at our party last month. Gwen was one heck of a sexy lady, I had enjoyed grappling with her, grinding our bodies together, it was when I pushed her down into the mount position and I sat on top of her trying to pin her arms down that I got distracted. It would be very easy to have sex in...

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Imperfect Ch 03

The thing that I had nearly forgotten was that what I told my mother on the phone was only half a lie. I really did have a meeting with a guy from a gallery, just not that day, but the next- Saturday. Lucky for me it wasn’t until two, so even though I has slept till noon, I had (barely) enough time to pull my hung over, sex rumpled self together and get my ass to my appointment on time, and (hopefully) looking at least semi-professional. The man’s name was Guy, and he was about 65, with short...

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Hard Times OklahomaChapter 16 Foreclosure

Viola Clanton sat on an old box and watched, helpless and impotent, as the farm she and Anton had worked so hard to hang onto was sold at auction. The whole dam' place including the two raw boned worthless milk cows wouldn't bring in enough to even halfway satisfy that god damn banker and his blood sucking friends. Their old mare was dead and the soil wasn't sweet enough to make a halfway decent crop of weeds. But it was all they had. It had been home for all their married life. How had a...

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Zoea Alone And Forsaken

DG HEAR'S ENDING Now I had to decide: Would I be happier with Zoea in my life or better off to never see her again. I now had to make that choice. Well, readers, If you were Eric, what would you do? THE DARKNESS IS FALLING "The darkness is falling, the sky has turned gray. A hound in the distance has started to bay." - Alone and Forsaken, Hank Williams, Sr. During the dinner with Zoea, we didn't talk much. She certainly looked upset and her makeup was stained with what I could...

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Earths CoreChapter 38 Blood Ties Formation

Tularg was an Advanced phase first level Core Master. BOOM! The explosion swept the battlefield, a mere small portion of the entirety of the cave, but in his last moments, Tularg directed it forward, which then made it catch thousands of the enemy's first realm experts. Thousands of miserable shrieks reverberated at once, some for a short instant, some for a while longer. Eventually, though, they all fell silent. ... Hagen flew about not far from the defensive formation of the Core...

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Tonygoodbody forfeit

Re Tony’s forfeit As Tony had failed to keep up the agreed full hour of mutual sexual gratification without exploding into the very meaty dripping wet pussy of the very hard to fully satisfy Gemma. On saying that you would need to be a very well-endowed and more importantly very hard to keep it in without it dropping out. She can usually go through several explosive orgasm with either someone who is very good or at the same time several mere mortals who are average especially if more than one...

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PerfectStranger

I met him in an online chat room and within twenty minutes we were telling each other our deepest secrets and which way we preferred to get or give sex. I think it was my suggestion to go over to his place, but he was not against the idea and before you knew it I was scribbling his address and door code on the pad next to the computer. It took me all of ten minutes to drive over and another three to get into the building and up to his condo. Within those short minutes in the elevator I had...

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PerfectStranger

I met him in an online chat room and within twenty minutes we were telling each other our deepest secrets and which way we preferred to get or give sex. I think it was my suggestion to go over to his place, but he was not against the idea and before you knew it I was scribbling his address and door code on the pad next to the computer. It took me all of ten minutes to drive over and another three to get into the building and up to his condo. Within those short minutes in the elevator I had...

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PerfectMatch

It'd been sixteen months since Jessica broke up with me, and I was drunk. She'd been everything to me. Blindingly clever; a great cook; my best friend. She'd been a lab assistant with me under Professor Kingston while we both studied graduate chemistry at university. She wasn't the prettiest girl on campus, but she was cute, and funny, and as professor Kingston loved to point out with a chortle, we had great "chemistry." And then, after a year of dating, she left me. For her...

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PerfectMatch Part 2

It was almost midnight when we finally pulled up in front of Mimi's building. My building, I reminded myself with a shudder. As I climbed out of the limo, the rich man handed me "my" things. "Purse, keys, and mobile phone," he said, tucking the latter two into the former. All three were cheap-looking and garish, bedazzled with various combinations of sequins, faux leather and false gemstones. Notably absent from the collection was any kind of driver's license, passport, or other...

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OPEN DISCUSSION FORUM

Hi! No story here. To those of you new to Chyoo, welcome! Any questions that need to be made may be asked on this forum. Chyoo welcomes all new readers and writers, and we'll try our best to ensure that you feel that way. So, we have provided a community forum that might answer some questions on your mind! If you have a specific topic to discuss, then please title the option as such; all answers will be posted in correlating threads. If, you want to give specific feedback on an author, please...

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Sexting Forum

Hmm, SextingForum? Of course, I prefer the actual act, fucking and all that, but sexting can also be fun foreplay. Who knew that there is a forum chat designed just for that, and if you ever liked sexting, now is your chance to explore a wonderful world you might have never known existed. It is called sextingforum.net, and while it mostly revolves around Snapchat sexting, it involves other types of that shit as well.I was honestly surprised to see that this forum site was more or less quite...

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Genderwave The Uninformed

I am writing an open universe story for the Genderwave series. I hope I make a good contribution. This story is meant to show what having a lack of information during the event could cause, as well as try to show the cultural problems it would cause in the conservative United States South-East. The question was raised on how a person would handle the situation with the global network of information. I ask the question of how a person who normally would have this information would handle...

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AmlieII OXFORD

“I liked knowing why things happened,” she explains, “and the order in which they occurred.” —from Spring and Fall: To a Young Child, by Francine Prose Your job is to sit there and make things up, so do it. —from The Collectors, by Philip Pullman, Author’s Note Chapter 11: It's Cold Here [September, 1678] Oxford, Oxfordshire IT IS TOO fucking cold here, Amélie thought as she stepped through the mud down Oxford’s High Street. The mud was disgusting. It didn’t matter how...

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The Formula

Scott added the last ingredient to his compound and mixed it carefully. Hechuckled as it began to 'almost' flouresce an antifreeze green. He wondered ifit would really work and decided there was only one way to find out - and hewould have to be the guinea pig. Scott was 19 and a junior in college - or at least he would be a juniorcome September when school started again. He was also one of the (if not*the*) greatest minds in bio-chemistry, a kind of idiot savant - brilliant inone...

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Phun Forum

Hello there pervs, The Porn Dude is back with yet another destination for y’all to find adult entertainment. It’s not your typical porn location, but you know damn well a site can’t appear on my site if it doesn’t take care of porn. So, yeah, you can look forward to a little bit of everything including plenty of porn, sex and nudity, soft-core and hardcore shit and other random stuff that will keep you thoroughly entertained. And how does interacting with other like-minded pervs appeal to you?...

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TitsInTops Forum

Do you like Tits In Tops? If you said “yes,” you passed the test: it turns out you’ve got a pulse. It’s hard not to appreciate a nice pair of jugs, no matter who you are. We’re hardwired to see them as a sign of ripeness and fertility, so any straight dude is likely to pop a raging boner. A woman’s appreciation for another’s flawless breasts is perhaps motivated by kinship as well, while the queers just appreciate good symmetry and presentation.No matter why you enjoy gawking at a lady’s pretty...

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3 years ago
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Forecast

The sunset on her left was gorgeous as Jeanette Brennan hiked along the trail with Bob, but she looked to her right more often. The little radio had forecast rain before morning. Now, although the radio was not packed where she could reach it, she could make her own forecast. The rain would start sooner than morning. They wanted a campsite upslope from the trail. They reached one that had been used before but was empty now. They didn't change their pace as they turned off the trail, but they...

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My Wife My Lover My Transformer

This is my first attempt at writing a story, so be kind in your reviews. And, yes please do leave a review. I'll take all the constructive criticism that people have to share, just in case I decide to write another one. This story has been running around in my head for a couple of months and I though that I would share it with everyone. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. My Wife, My Lover, My Transformer By Teddie S Chapter 1 My name is Tom, well it...

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The Woman Formula

The Woman Formula (transcript from chat short story) By: themalcontentedgentleman I walk into the room and set up a small wooden stool. Across from it I set up a small video camera on a tripod. I flip it on and then sit on the stool facing the lens of the camera. My 6'2 frame filling up the frame as I nervously rub a large hand over my shaved head. Blue eyes looking right into the lens as I settle down on the chair as uncomfortable as it is. Nervously putting my hands in my lap of...

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Ori WarAncient Ori fortress

I was a sergeant in the Alexander army and only twenty. Of course with the war a lot of us had been promoted to lieutenant. We were still scrambling to stop the Kane army from advancing into our country. The king was in talks with Sax to the east and they were more than willing to ally with us. The ancient Ori fortress was thirty kilometers from the border and half that to the enemy lines. If the tales were true it could be a strong base to work out of and had more than enough room. The...

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