When Beatrice got back from the hospital neither one of us was much into fucking so we laid off for a time, but when my sister got her body back into normal shape, you know no gaping hopes, nice and tight, well the bitch was frigid.

She was smoking all the time and reading Christian prayer books, I could barely get her to do the work around the house. She wanted me to suck her tits. Well fine enough that, but there comes a time a man wants to cuddle up with a bitch and fuck her good, make a good clean shot of cum in her, ya know?

Not so with Beatrice. She was preening about with her newly enlarged titties, no baby to suck on them, and she'd let her cunt hair grow. It was disgusting. Pretty, hell, beautiful though she was I had no patience for cunt hair and could just barely stomach large tits.

She got weird on me, my sister did, like for example she started picking her nose a lot, picked it until it bled. She wanted me to vote for Al Gore. When I screwed her ass she said it was sinful. I couldn't figure her out.

When Gala turned eight she was still prancing round the house naked most of the time and I noticed she was becoming quite a little provocateur, standing fists on hips, butt pushed out, wiggling her pelvis at me. That smoldering look in her eyes was just the same as her Mommy's when my sister and I first started fooling around.....(cont)