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“Is that the doorbell?” I asked, just as I was sitting down to eat dinner.
“Oh!” said Lo, getting up quickly from the table and rushing to the door.
“Oh what?”
“It’s the boys. They’re here to fix the leak.”
“What boys? What leak?”
“You know, Roy and Gary.”
“Oh, the brothers.”
“Yes,” she said, opening the door, letting them in.
They waved awkwardly at me.
“What leak?” I asked again.
“Oh, it’s not leaking yet, but it will be.”
Lo led the boys down the hall to the bedroom. I waited a couple of minutes. When I heard the moans of pleasure, I decided I’m not waiting any longer. I’m eating my dinner.
Suddenly I heard the Beatles playing, drowning out Lola’s voice.
About fifteen minutes later the boys were leaving. As they left, I saw them adjusting the crotches of their pants. They waved goodbye as awkwardly as they had greeted me.
Then Lola reentered the dining room, her face slathered in cum.
She sat down and looked at me, “Are you mad, Daddy?”
“I’m confused. What leak?”