Precisely three years ago, Agnes gave birth to our son Wilbur. During delivery, she started bleeding excessively in the delivery room. It was a scary few minutes, but the doctors sprang into action and stopped the bleeding. Agnes, a little worse for wear, recovered, but under her doctor's advice, we have agreed that she will have no more children. Neither Agnes nor I had any previous children.

Agnes has a sister, Eunice, who is a few years younger than Agnes. Until four years ago, Eunice and her entire nuclear family lived overseas; I had never met any of them until that time. Neither she, nor her husband, nor any of their four kids attended our wedding, naturally, since that occurred three years prior to their first-ever entry into my country (the U.S.A.).

Eunice and her husband have four kids, all the product of their union. The six of them live on the opposite coast from Agnes, Wilbur and me.

Except.

Except that Eunice's then-fourteen-year-old daughter, Edith, came to stay with us a little over a year-and-a-half ago, in order to attend better schools and to help Agnes with Wilbur. Edith was even then a nubile, sweet thing, with budding breasts, swelling hips, a flat belly and a beautiful, pixielike face.

Being Stepdaddy, naturally it wasn't long before I had manipulated young Edith into at first reluctantly accepting, and then eventually eagerly craving, her repeated molestation at my hands, which included but was not limited to the frequent, thorough, and completely unprotected penetration of her elastic, athletic, and heretofore virginal schoolgirl vagina. (For insight as to how I might have pulled this off, consult any Stepdaddy story).

Further, in faithful Stepdaddy form, I never used contraception of any sort. To do so, of course, would run counter to everything that Stepdaddy stands for! Rather, with great relish, I continually blasted my potent seed deep inside my niece's fertile young womb. Inevitably, the young teen soon found herself knocked up, with avuncular progeny squirming between her adolescent hips for nine tell-tale months. My paternity, and our relationship, has remained a secret known only to me and my now cock-worshipping niece (this is feasible, even in a rationale, credible world -- "ibid.")

Yesterday, Edith gave birth to our child, a healthy, adorable girl who we just named Doris. My wife Agnes and I will adopt the girl "as our own." In a few months, Edith will return to her parents' community to enter high school, where no one other than the family will know she was ever pregnant. (unless, of course, I succeed in my efforts to send her home with Doris's baby brother or sister kicking inside her now fifteen-year-old belly!)

Now, here comes the brainteaser. When you think you know the answer, or have given up, scroll down. You will find the solution written clearly amidst some jumbled text, which is included to prevent accidental reading before you are ready. About half-way down, there is a brief discussion of the non-fictional nature (mostly) of this story, which MAY help you arrive at the correct solution. ......(cont)